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

and Tristan were in the living room, Sophie was eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was typing on his

working on

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

groaned incoherently and staggered towards the

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

from his laptop screen and watched

it that

a joke, but I wasn't

talked to lan on the phone,"

Tristan exchanged a

"Wait, let me guess, he bailed on

supposed to go to

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

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

He has

Tristan asked.

he’s got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

I don’t even like her

pretended to gag, causing me

them about Ally

was always the thorn

a time, I was convinced that she was out to ruin my

same idea, but

really is sick and Ian’s just trying to be a good friend for her? She did help him start the gallery, which is Ian’s

the more logical and mature out of all of

should

petty wasn't gonna get me

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

game

out there and be the supportive girlfriend

then

Christmas taking care of her,

Emmie.That's a very

eyes sarcastically.She knew I was trying too hard.Okay, confession time: lan and I were

he

to overcompensate and act mature, even though

are you guys’ plans for

down on the couch next to them, eager to change the

meet my parents," Sophie

"That's a big step,"

and dad are dying to meet

I said to

staying here. I got some work to do for the

glued to

Christmas? Really?"

to

life is so sad,

Sophie commented.

up, my life’s not that bad," He shushed

and

a

eyes at

drama.I'd rather focus 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 problems.I like my life right now.It’s

could agree with

lying if I say I never

I love being in a

that being single

the world without having to worry about a

school and his

"And hey, if you get bored, you

No, but thanks

rather

third-wheel.I was the one that insisted

there every day, so if I wanted more time with

it was just so

was third-wheeling on

was so

day and feed her when she didn't

and they would laugh about things as I

days of

and I stayed in his apartment, watching Home Alone, being ironically

day before New Year's Eve and our suite reservation

was supposed to be the most romantic thing ever, ringing in the New Year together in such a beautiful place...doing...beautiful

after 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

and eating Cheetos and a tub of ice cream

heard that right.A

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