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.

on the bed

eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan

working on

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

and staggered

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

up from his laptop screen and watched me

with you? Is it that time of the month

crack a joke, but

talked to lan on the phone,"

and Tristan exchanged

me and asked, "Wait, let me guess, he bailed on

were supposed to go to

room at the Plaza because I said I

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

He has to

Tristan asked.

got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

her! I don’t even like her name, Ally.Alley.Ew,

gag, causing me to laugh

them about

the

she was out

same idea, but Tristan brought up an

for her? She did help him start the gallery, which is Ian’s dream.He might

was the more logical and mature out of all of

should listen

being petty wasn't gonna get me

this ruin my Christmas," I said, full of

game plan?" Sophie

there and be the supportive girlfriend

important for lan, then

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

for you, Emmie.That's a

time: lan and I were eight

he thought I was

I tended to overcompensate and act mature, even though on the inside I was

you guys’ plans

slumped down on the couch next to them, eager to change the

my

"That's a big step,"

dad are dying to

I

some work to do

glued to that laptop

Christmas? Really?" I

to

need to get yourself a girlfriend.Your life is so sad, I'm depressed

Sophie commented.

life’s not that bad," He shushed

up at me and

me, a real

my eyes at him

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

can do both?"Sophie

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

what they say, more honey more problems.I like my

agree with

say I never thought about

I love being in a

sometimes I did think that being

she could travel the world without having to worry about a boyfriend at home or

focus on school and his future career without any soap

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

No, but thanks for the offer though," he

what was I thinking? Tristan would definitely rather stay here than

like a third-wheel.I was the one that

if I wanted more time with him, I had to be there

was just so

I was third-wheeling on Ian and

so doting on

lunch every day and feed her when she

didn’t know about, and they

of

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

Year's Eve and our

in the New Year together in such

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

my legs or picking out a sexy outfit for tomorrow, but

and eating Cheetos and a tub of

heard that right.A

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