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

in the living room, Sophie was eating cereal and watching TV,

working on the school

"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 screen

Is it that time of the

crack a joke,

lan on the phone," I said with another dramatic

and Tristan exchanged a

"Wait,

to go to a Van

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

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He has to work

Tristan asked.

got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

even like her name,

gag, causing me to laugh

told them

was always the thorn

I was convinced that she was out to ruin

had the same idea, but

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

the more logical and mature

decided I should listen to

wasn't

ruin my Christmas," I said, full of resolution

game plan?"

be the supportive girlfriend that I am,"

then she’s important to

lan's gonna have to spend Christmas taking care of her, I'll be right

for you, Emmie.That's a very mature

confession time: lan and I were eight years apart, I was

I wondered if he thought I

even though on

are you guys’

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

to meet my parents," Sophie

"That's a big step,"

and dad are dying to

you?" I said to

I got some work to do for the

eyes were glued

Christmas? Really?"

to be enjoying

get yourself a girlfriend.Your life is so sad,

Sophie commented.

up, my life’s not that bad," He shushed

looked up at me and

me, a real

eyes at him and he

now.Too much drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually make something

you can do both?"Sophie

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

what they say, more honey more

agree

be lying if I say I never

wrong, I love being in a relationship with

did think that

the world without having

Tristan here could focus on school and his future career without any

"And hey,

disturb your precious time with your boyfriend? No, but thanks for the offer though," he

rather

third-wheel.I was the one that insisted

wanted more time with him, I

was

I was third-wheeling on

so doting

would bring her lunch every day and feed

I didn’t know about, and they would

of

the hospital by himself and I stayed

was the day before New Year's Eve and our suite reservation

in the New Year together in such a beautiful place...doing...beautiful things

past three days, the romance bone in me

picking out a sexy outfit for tomorrow, but I

night watching TV and eating Cheetos and a tub of ice

heard

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