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

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

working on the

"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.

looked up from his laptop

you? Is it that time

tried to crack a

on the

Tristan exchanged a

then turned to me and asked, "Wait, let me guess,

to go to a

Plaza because I said I wanted to be like Kevin from Home

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

He

Tristan asked.

got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

I don’t even like

pretended to gag, causing

them about

was always the thorn

a time, I was convinced that she was out

had the same idea, but Tristan brought up an interesting

She did help him start the gallery, which is Ian’s dream.He might feel indebted

more logical and mature out

should listen

petty wasn't

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

your game plan?" Sophie

there and be the supportive girlfriend that I am,"

Ally’s important for lan, then she’s important to

have to spend Christmas taking care of her, I'll be right there

Emmie.That's a

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

wondered if he thought I was

tended to overcompensate and act mature, even though on

me.What are you guys’

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

Micah to New Jersey to meet my parents,"

"That's a big step,"

and dad are dying to meet

I said

some work to

eyes were glued to that

through Christmas?

to

a girlfriend.Your life is so

Sophie commented.

my life’s not

me and said, "Plus, I already

me, a real

at him

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

can do

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

more honey more problems.I like my life

could agree with

would be lying if I say I never

wrong, I love being in

that being single has its selling

without having to worry about a

and his future

if you're happy, we're happy for you too, "I said to Tristan, "And hey, if

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

definitely rather stay here than be a

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

day, so if I wanted more

it was just so

third-wheeling on Ian and

so

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

always had these inside jokes that I didn’t know about, and they would laugh about things as

three days of that, I

the hospital by himself and I stayed

Eve and our suite reservation was for

to be the most romantic thing ever, ringing in the New Year together in such

the past three days, the romance

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

Cheetos and a tub of ice

heard

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