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.

phone angrily on the bed

was eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was typing on

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.

from his laptop screen and watched

it that

tried to crack a

lan on the phone," I

Tristan exchanged

"Wait, let me guess, he bailed

to go to a Van Gogh

room at the Plaza because I said I wanted to

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He

Tristan asked.

he’s got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

hate her! I don’t even like her name,

pretended to gag, causing me to laugh

them about Ally

always the thorn on my

that she was out to ruin my

but

friend for her? She did help him start the gallery, which is Ian’s dream.He

more logical and mature out of

should

being petty wasn't gonna get

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

game plan?"

there and be the supportive girlfriend

then she’s

lan's gonna have to spend Christmas taking care of

for you, Emmie.That's a very mature

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

I wondered if he thought I

I tended to overcompensate and act mature, even though on the

you guys’ plans for

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

Micah to New Jersey to meet my parents,"

"That's a big step,"

are

I said

staying here. I got some work

were glued to that

through Christmas?

to

to get yourself a girlfriend.Your life is so

Sophie commented.

not that bad," He shushed

looked up at me and said,

me, a

eyes at

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

you can do

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

know what they say, more honey more problems.I like my

agree with

would be lying if I say I never thought

wrong, I love being in a relationship with

I did think that being single has its selling

having to worry about a boyfriend

could focus on school and his future

for you too, "I said to Tristan, "And hey, if you get bored, you

your precious time with your boyfriend? No, but

rather

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

more time with

it was just so

was third-wheeling on Ian

so doting on

bring her lunch every day and feed her

jokes that I didn’t know about, and they would laugh about things as I

after three days of that, I

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

Year's Eve

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

witnessed the past three days, the romance bone in me had

out a sexy outfit

TV and eating Cheetos and

you heard that right.A

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