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

Sophie was eating cereal and watching

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.

up from his laptop screen and watched me

up with you? Is it that time

a joke, but I wasn't

to lan on the phone," I

and Tristan exchanged a

"Wait, let

supposed to go to a

got us a room at the Plaza because I said I wanted to be like Kevin from Home

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

He has

Tristan asked.

got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

hate her! I don’t even

pretended to gag, causing me to laugh a

them about Ally

was always the

convinced that she was out to ruin my

the same idea, but

for her? She did help

was the more logical and mature out of

decided I should listen to

being petty wasn't

my Christmas," I

game plan?" Sophie

go out there and be the supportive girlfriend that I

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

spend Christmas taking care of her, I'll be right there

Emmie.That's

hard.Okay, confession time: lan and

I wondered if he thought

and act mature, even though on the inside I

you guys’ plans

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

my parents,"

"That's a big step,"

and dad are dying to

I said to

some work to

eyes were glued to that

through Christmas?

to

to get yourself a girlfriend.Your life is so sad, I'm depressed just hearing

Sophie commented.

not that bad,"

then looked up at me and said, "Plus, I already

me, a real

my eyes at him and

focus on school, actually make

can do both?"Sophie

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

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

agree with

say I never thought about being

I love

sometimes I did think that being single has

without having to worry about a boyfriend

could focus on school and his future

for you too, "I said to Tristan, "And

boyfriend? No,

course, what was I thinking? Tristan would definitely rather stay here than be

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

if I wanted more time

it was just

like I was third-wheeling on

so

and feed her when she didn't

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

after three days of that,

Ian go to the hospital by himself and I stayed in his apartment, watching Home Alone, being ironically

the day before New Year's Eve and our

romantic thing ever, ringing in the New Year together in such a beautiful place...doing...beautiful things with

three days, the romance bone in me

be shaving my legs or picking out a sexy outfit for tomorrow,

eating Cheetos and a tub of ice

you heard that

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