Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 83: Home Alone 

EMMA’s POV : 

----- One Month Later - --- - 

I woke up this morning to an alarming text from lan.

lan: Emergency.

Ally’s in the hospital.

Call me ASAP.

I jolted from the bed and quickly called his phone.It rang for a few times before he finally picked up.

"Hey? What’s going on?"I said to the phone.

"It's bad,"he sighed.

"I found her lying unconscious in her apartment last night.I had to bring her to the hospital to get her stomach pumped.She was mixing alcohol and prescription drugs,"

"Oh, no..."I breathed.

"How’s she doing now?"

"She's okay now that they've pumped her insides.But she’s not doing well at all.I'm worried about her,"

"Have you called her parents...or Richard?"

"She explicitly told me not to,"

"So, what can you do?"

"Nothing...I just have to stay with her and make sure she doesn't do anything else stupid,"he scoffed.

"Oh..."

"Yeah..."

Okay, I don’t wanna be a petty bitch, but come on! I know Ally’s going through some hard time, but does she really have to keep doing this to my fiancée? When is this gonna end? It keeps going on and on! Whoa, now.

Slow down there, Emma.

A girl was fighting for her life in the hospital and all I could think about was my relationship.

Those were some very selfish thoughts.

I ended up scolded myself internally for being such an immature brat.

"So, I guess...there’s gonna be a slight change of plans for Christmas?"

I said to him cautiously.

"Yeah, that's also what I wanna talk to you about..."his tone was cautious too.

lan and I had a special rendezvous all planned out for this Christmas.

There was this amazing Van Gogh exhibition at the Met, which was lan’s favorite artist of all time, so I got us tickets for it as his Christmas present.

This year for Christmas, we wanted to give each other the gift of ‘ experiences’ instead of material things.

The Van Gogh exhibition would have been an amazing one full day experience where we could be transported to Paris in the 1880s.

What could be more romantic than that? lan, on the other hand, had booked us the suite room at the Plaza Hotel.

He knew that I grew up watching Home Alone 2 for Christmas, so he wanted to give me the ' Kevin’ package.

We were gonna ride around in a limousine and eat pizza before spending a romantic night together at the hotel suite.

But with just one phone call, all those plans were swirling down the toilet.

"Well, I can always auction off the tickets,"

I sighed as I grabbed the tickets in my hand.

Such a sad reminder of how epic our Christmas would have been.

"Would you mind? I know I’ve done this so many times already..."

"If that’s what you wanna do, it's fine.I understand,"

I tried to sound as casual as possible, hiding away my bitter disappointment.

"But you should still come to New York.We can spend some time together? A night at the Plaza?"

"You think so?"

"Yeah, absolutely.I mean, you still wanna come see me, right?"

"Of course I do,"

"Great.I'll see you this weekend, then?"

"Yeah,"

"I love you, baby girl.Thank you for being so understanding,"

"Sure..."

As soon as I ended the call, I let out the biggest dramatic sigh ever.

my phone angrily on the bed and

Tristan were in the living room, Sophie was eating cereal

working on

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

incoherently and staggered towards the

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

his laptop

up with you? Is it

crack a joke,

talked to lan on the

and Tristan exchanged

asked, "Wait, let me guess, he

to go to a Van

I said I

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He

Tristan asked.

got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

even

causing me to laugh a

told them

always the thorn on

time, I was convinced that she was out to ruin my relationship with

but Tristan

if she really is sick and Ian’s just trying to be a good friend for her? She did help him start the gallery, which is Ian’s dream.He might feel indebted to her in

and mature out of

decided I should

petty wasn't gonna

I said, full of resolution as

your game plan?" Sophie

go out there and be the supportive girlfriend that

then

care of her, I'll be

for you, Emmie.That's a very

I was trying too hard.Okay, confession time: lan and I were eight years apart, I was secretly always

if he

and act mature, even though

about me.What are you

them, eager to change the subject.The more I thought about it, the more frustrated

Jersey to meet my parents," Sophie said and she did

"That's a big step,"

dad are dying

about you?" I said to

got some work to

were glued to

through Christmas? Really?"

happen to be enjoying

girlfriend.Your life is

Sophie commented.

my life’s not that bad," He

looked up at me and said,

a

eyes at him

much drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually make something of myself, you know what

you can

"Nah, I'm good,"he shrugged.

say, more honey more problems.I like my life right

agree

would be lying if I say I never

me wrong, I love being in a

sometimes I did think that being single has

having to worry about a boyfriend at home

on school and his future career

happy for you too, "I said to Tristan, "And hey, if you get bored, you can always take the train to the

your boyfriend? No, but

course, what was I thinking? Tristan would definitely rather stay here than be a third-wheel with

like a third-wheel.I was the one that insisted to

I wanted more time with him, I

was just

felt like I was third-wheeling on Ian

so doting on

her lunch every day and feed

that I didn’t know about, and

after three days of that, I gave

Ian go to the hospital by himself and I stayed in his apartment,

New Year's Eve and our

supposed to be the most romantic thing ever, ringing in the

the past three

out a sexy outfit for tomorrow, but I couldn't

the night watching TV and eating Cheetos

you heard that right.A

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