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 and

Sophie was eating cereal and watching TV, while

on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

incoherently and staggered

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

his laptop screen and watched

Is it that time of

a joke, but

on the phone,"

and Tristan exchanged a

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

to go to a Van

the Plaza because I said I wanted to be

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He has

Tristan asked.

he’s got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

her! I don’t even like her name,

gag, causing me to

told them

was always the thorn

that she was out to ruin my relationship with

idea, but Tristan brought up an interesting

She did help him start the gallery, which is Ian’s

and mature out of

I should

wasn't gonna

this ruin my Christmas," I said, full of resolution as I sipped a gulp

game plan?" Sophie

there and be the

then she’s important to me

Christmas taking care of her, I'll

Emmie.That's a

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

he

I tended to overcompensate and act mature, even though

are you guys’ plans for

eager to change

New Jersey to meet my parents,"

"That's a big step,"

are

about you?" I said to

some work to

were glued

Christmas?

happen to

need to get yourself a girlfriend.Your life

Sophie commented.

my life’s not that

and said, "Plus,

a real

at him and he

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

you can

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

you know what they say, more honey more problems.I

could agree with

lying if I say I never thought about

I love being in

think that being single has its selling

world without having to worry about a boyfriend at home or

on school and his future

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

boyfriend? No, but thanks for the

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

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

if I wanted more time with him,

it was just

I was third-wheeling on Ian

was so doting on

bring her lunch every day and

know about, and

three days of that,

and I stayed in his apartment,

New Year's Eve and our suite

the most romantic thing ever, ringing in the New Year together in such a beautiful place...doing...beautiful things with

the past three days, the romance bone in me

out a

eating Cheetos and a tub of ice cream with a

heard

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