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.

threw my phone angrily on the bed and walked

eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was

on the school

"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.

his laptop screen and watched me

you? Is it that time of

crack a

to lan on the

Tristan

then turned to me and asked, "Wait,

were supposed to go to a

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

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He has

Tristan asked.

got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

even like

causing me

told them about

the

time, I was convinced that she was out

but

She did help him start the gallery, which is Ian’s dream.He might feel

was the more logical and mature out of all

should listen

petty wasn't gonna get

this ruin my Christmas," I said, full

game

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

then she’s

Christmas taking care of

Emmie.That's

confession time: lan and I were eight years apart,

if he thought I was a

mature, even though

about me.What are you

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

New Jersey to meet my parents," Sophie said and

"That's a big step,"

dad are dying to meet

I said to

staying here. I got some

glued to

through Christmas? Really?"

happen to be

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

Sophie commented.

my life’s not that bad," He

up at me and said, "Plus, I already

a

rolled my eyes at him and he

on school, actually make something of myself, you know what

you can do both?"Sophie

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

say, more honey more problems.I like my life right

could agree with

would be lying if I say

love being in a relationship

sometimes I did think that being single

without having to worry about a boyfriend at

and his future career without any

to Tristan, "And hey,

precious time with your boyfriend? No, but thanks for the

would definitely rather stay here than be a third-wheel with me and

that insisted to go with

more time with him, I had to be there with

was just so

was third-wheeling on Ian

was so doting

every day and feed her when

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

three days of that, I

the hospital by himself and I stayed in his apartment, watching Home

Eve and our

thing ever, ringing in the New Year together in such a beautiful

witnessed the past three

be shaving my legs or picking out a sexy

TV and eating Cheetos and a tub of

you heard

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