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

Sophie was eating cereal and watching

working on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

groaned incoherently and staggered towards

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

his laptop screen and watched me

up with you? Is it

tried to crack a joke,

just talked to lan on the phone,"

Tristan exchanged

me and asked, "Wait, let me guess, he bailed

go to

even got us a room at the Plaza because I

"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

pretended to gag, causing

told them

the thorn

that she was out to

had the same idea, but

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

logical and mature out of

I should listen to

being petty wasn't gonna get me

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

your game plan?" Sophie

there and be the

for lan, then she’s important to me

care of

for you, Emmie.That's a very mature

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

wondered if he

tended to overcompensate and act mature, even though on the

are you guys’ plans

change the subject.The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I

my parents,"

"That's a big step,"

are dying to meet

you?" I

just staying here. I got some work to do

glued to

Christmas? Really?" I

to be

girlfriend.Your life is so

Sophie commented.

life’s not that bad,"

at me and said,

a real

rolled my eyes at him and

off girls for now.Too much drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually make something of myself, you know what I mean?"he

can do both?"Sophie

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

honey more problems.I

could agree with

say I

me wrong, I love

think that

she could travel the world without having to worry about a boyfriend at home or

school and his future career without any

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

No, but thanks for

what was I thinking? Tristan would definitely rather

was the one that insisted to go with lan

more time with him, I had to

was just

felt like I was third-wheeling on Ian and

so doting on

lunch every day and

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

three days of that,

himself and I stayed in his apartment, watching Home

New Year's Eve

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

the past three days, the romance

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

night watching TV and eating Cheetos and

heard that right.A

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