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 the bed

was eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan

working on the

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

incoherently and staggered towards the

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

from his laptop screen and watched

with you? Is it that time of the

a joke,

talked to lan on the phone," I said with another dramatic

and Tristan exchanged

then turned to me and asked, "Wait, let me guess, he bailed on

go to a Van Gogh

us a room at the Plaza because I said I wanted

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

happened? He has to

Tristan asked.

got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

hate her! I don’t even

causing me to laugh

told them about Ally

was always the thorn on my

she was out

had the same idea, but

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

more logical and mature out of all

should listen to

being petty wasn't gonna

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

game plan?"

out there and be the supportive girlfriend that I

Ally’s important for lan, then she’s important to me

have to spend Christmas taking care of her,

you, Emmie.That's a very

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

wondered if he thought

tended to overcompensate and act mature, even

are you

to change the

New Jersey to meet my parents," Sophie said

"That's a big step,"

and dad are dying to

about you?" I said

some

eyes were glued

Christmas? Really?"

happen to be

a girlfriend.Your life is

Sophie commented.

my life’s not

then looked up at me and said,

a

eyes at him and he

much drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually make something of myself, you know what I

can do both?"Sophie

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

more honey more problems.I like my life right

could agree

lying if I say I never thought about being

get me wrong, I love

did think that being single has

world without having to worry about a boyfriend

focus on school and his future career

to Tristan, "And hey, if you get bored, you can always take the train to the

No, but thanks for the offer though,"

Tristan would definitely rather

a third-wheel.I was the one that insisted

so if I wanted more time with

it was just so

was third-wheeling on Ian and Ally’s

was so doting on

day and feed

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

days of that, I gave

to the hospital by himself and I stayed in his

was the day before New Year's Eve

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

I’ve witnessed the past three

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

eating Cheetos and a tub of ice cream with

you heard that

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