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

eating cereal and watching TV, while

on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

incoherently and

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

his laptop screen

with you? Is it that

to crack a joke, but I wasn't

I just talked to lan on the phone," I

and Tristan exchanged a

then turned to me and asked, "Wait,

were supposed to go to a Van Gogh

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

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He

Tristan asked.

he’s got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

even like

pretended to gag, causing me

told them

always the thorn

that she

but Tristan brought up

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 dream.He might feel indebted to

and mature

decided I should listen to

petty wasn't

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

your game

out there and be the supportive girlfriend that

for lan, then she’s important to

spend Christmas taking care of her,

Emmie.That's a very mature

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

wondered if he thought

act mature, even though

are you guys’ plans for

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

my parents," Sophie said and she did a

"That's a big step,"

dad are dying to

I

just staying here. I got some

were glued

Christmas? Really?" I

happen to be enjoying

a girlfriend.Your life

Sophie commented.

not that bad," He

up at me and said, "Plus, I

me, a real

at him and he

girls for now.Too much drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually make something of

you can do

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

what they say, more honey more

could agree with

I say I never thought about being

get me wrong, I love being in a

sometimes I did think that being single

Tiff for example, she could travel the world without having to worry about

focus on school and his future career without

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

precious time with your boyfriend? No,

what was I thinking? Tristan would definitely rather stay here than be a third-wheel

that insisted to go with lan

I wanted more time with him, I

was just so

I was third-wheeling on Ian

so doting

her lunch every day and

know about, and they

days of

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

Year's Eve and our suite reservation was

in the New

past three days, the romance bone

be shaving my legs or picking out a sexy

watching TV and eating Cheetos and a tub of ice cream

heard that

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