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

was eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was typing

on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

groaned incoherently and staggered towards

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

laptop screen and

Is it that time of the month

crack a joke,

just talked to lan on the phone,"

Tristan

me and asked, "Wait, let

go to a Van Gogh

even got us a room at the Plaza because I said I wanted

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

happened? He has to

Tristan asked.

got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

even like

gag, causing me to

told them about Ally

was always the thorn

she was

the same idea, but Tristan brought up an

trying to be a good friend for her? She did help him start

and mature out

decided I should listen to

being petty wasn't gonna get

Christmas," I said, full of resolution as I

your game plan?" Sophie

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

then she’s

taking care of her, I'll be right there

you, Emmie.That's

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

I wondered if he thought I

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

are you guys’ plans

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

New Jersey to meet my parents," Sophie

"That's a big step,"

are dying to meet

I said

I got some

eyes were glued to that

Christmas? Really?" I

to be enjoying

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

Sophie commented.

not that

up at me and said, "Plus, I already

me, a

eyes at him and

on school, actually make something of myself, you know what I mean?"he

you can do both?"Sophie

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

more honey more

could agree

lying if I say I never

I love being in a relationship

think that being

for example, she could travel the world without having to worry about a

on school and

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

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

rather stay here than be a third-wheel with

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

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

it was just

I was third-wheeling on Ian and

so doting

lunch every day and feed her when she didn't

know about, and they would laugh about things as I sat there, scratching my

days of that, I

Ian go to the hospital by himself and I

Eve and our

most romantic thing ever, ringing in the New

the past three days, the romance

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

watching TV and eating Cheetos and a tub of ice cream

you heard that

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