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 walked

living room, Sophie was eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was typing on

on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

and staggered

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

looked up from his laptop screen and watched me

it that time of the month

a joke, but I wasn't

talked to lan on the phone," I

and Tristan exchanged a

turned to me and asked, "Wait,

go to

us a room at the Plaza because I said I wanted to be

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

He has to

Tristan asked.

he’s got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

hate her! I don’t even like

causing me to laugh a

them about Ally

was always the thorn on

she was out

idea, but Tristan

good friend for her? She

the more logical and mature

decided I should listen to

wasn't gonna get

is enough.I’m not gonna let this ruin my Christmas," I said, full

game plan?"

just gonna go out there and be the supportive girlfriend that I am,"

important for lan, then

taking care of her, I'll be right there

Emmie.That's

confession time: lan and I were eight

if he thought I was

act mature, even though on the inside

are you guys’ plans

eager to change the

to New Jersey to meet my parents," Sophie

"That's a big step,"

are dying

I said

I got some work to

were glued to that

Christmas? Really?" I

happen to be

to get yourself a girlfriend.Your life

Sophie commented.

up, my life’s not that

at me and said, "Plus,

me, a

my eyes at him

rather focus on school, actually make something of myself, you know what I

you can do

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

they say, more honey more

could agree

I say I

love being

sometimes I did think that

travel the world without having to worry about a boyfriend at

school and his future career without any

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

disturb your precious time with your boyfriend? No, but thanks for

would definitely rather stay

felt like a third-wheel.I was the one that insisted to go with lan to

there every day, so if I wanted more time with

it was just

like I was third-wheeling on Ian

so doting

lunch every day and feed her when she didn't feel like

inside jokes that I didn’t know about, and they would laugh about things as I sat there, scratching

days of that, I gave

by himself and I stayed in his apartment, watching Home Alone, being

Eve and our suite reservation was

ever, ringing in the New Year together in such a beautiful

what I’ve witnessed the past three days, the romance

my legs or picking out a sexy outfit for tomorrow, but I couldn't care

Cheetos and a tub of ice

heard that

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