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.

angrily on

eating

working on the school

"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

with you? Is it that time of

to crack a

lan on the phone," I said

and Tristan exchanged a

me and asked, "Wait, let me

to go to

a room at the Plaza because I said I wanted to be

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He has

Tristan asked.

got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

her! I don’t even

to gag, causing me to laugh a

them

always the

convinced that she was out to ruin my relationship

idea, but Tristan

her? She did help him start the gallery, which is

logical and mature out of all

should listen

petty wasn't gonna get me

enough.I’m not gonna let this ruin my Christmas," I said,

your game

go out there and be the

Ally’s important for lan, then she’s

gonna have to spend Christmas taking care

you, Emmie.That's a very

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

wondered if he thought

overcompensate and act mature, even though

you guys’

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

my parents," Sophie said

"That's a big step,"

are dying

about you?" I said

I got some work to do for the

eyes were glued to

through Christmas?

happen to be

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

Sophie commented.

my life’s not that bad,"

looked up at me and said,

me, a real

eyes at him and

on school, actually make something of

you can

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

you know what they say, more honey

agree with

I say I never thought about

get me wrong, I love being

sometimes I did think that being

without having to worry about a boyfriend at home or

could focus on school and his future career without any soap

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

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

would definitely rather stay here than be

the one that

I wanted more

was just

felt like I was third-wheeling

so

her lunch every day and feed her when

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

days of that, I gave

I

Year's Eve and our

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

what I’ve witnessed the past three days, the romance bone in me

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

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

heard that right.A

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