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

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

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 screen and

up with you? Is it that time of the

crack a

lan on the phone," I said with another

and Tristan exchanged a

and asked, "Wait, let

to go to a

Plaza because I said I wanted

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

happened? He

Tristan asked.

he’s got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

her! I don’t even like her

to gag, causing me to

them about

the thorn on

that she was out to ruin my relationship with

idea, but Tristan brought up

to be a good friend for her? She did help him start the gallery, which is Ian’s dream.He might feel indebted to her in

more logical and mature out

decided I should listen

petty wasn't gonna get

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

your game plan?"

go out there and be the supportive girlfriend that I

Ally’s important for lan, then she’s

have to spend Christmas taking care

you, Emmie.That's a

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

if he thought

and act mature, even though

about me.What are you guys’ plans

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

Jersey to meet my parents," Sophie said and

"That's a big step,"

dad are

I said to

got some work to do for the

were glued to that laptop

through Christmas? Really?" I

to

yourself a girlfriend.Your life is so

Sophie commented.

up, my life’s not that bad,"

then looked up at me and said,

me, a

at him and

on school, actually

you can

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

more honey more problems.I like my life right

agree with

be lying if I say I never thought about

I love being

sometimes I did think that being single has

having to worry

could focus on school and

said to Tristan, "And hey, if you get bored, you can

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

definitely rather stay here than be a third-wheel

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

if I wanted more time with

was just

third-wheeling on Ian and

so doting on

lunch every day and feed

inside jokes that I didn’t know about, and they would laugh about things as I sat there, scratching my

after three days of that,

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

was the day before New Year's Eve and our

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

three

out a sexy outfit for tomorrow, but I

eating Cheetos and a

heard that right.A

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