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

Sophie was eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was

on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

groaned incoherently and staggered

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

looked up from his laptop

with you? Is it that time of the

to crack a

I just talked to lan on the phone," I said with another dramatic

Tristan exchanged

to me and asked, "Wait, let

were supposed to go to a

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

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

He

Tristan asked.

he’s got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

even like her name,

causing me to laugh a

told them about

the thorn on

that she was out to ruin my

same idea, but Tristan brought up

Ian’s just trying to be a good friend for her? She

was the more logical and mature out of all of

should listen to

being petty wasn't

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

your game

go out there and be the supportive

for lan, then she’s

lan's gonna have to spend Christmas taking care of her,

Emmie.That's a very

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

he thought I

I tended to overcompensate and act mature, even though

about me.What are you guys’

slumped down on the couch next to them, eager to change the subject.The more I thought

meet my parents," Sophie said and she

"That's a big step,"

are dying to meet

about you?" I

here. I got some work to do for

glued to that laptop

through Christmas?

happen to be enjoying

life is

Sophie commented.

not that bad,"

and said, "Plus,

a

at him and

on school, actually make something

can do

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

honey more problems.I like my

agree with

be lying if I say I never thought

love being

think that being

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

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

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

third-wheel.I was the one that insisted

so if I wanted more time with

it was

was third-wheeling on

so doting on

day and feed her when she didn't

and they would laugh about things as I

three days of

the hospital by himself and I

the day before New Year's Eve and our

romantic thing ever, ringing in the New Year together in such

three days, the romance

my legs or picking out a sexy outfit

spent the night watching TV and eating Cheetos and a tub of ice cream with

heard

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