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.

threw my phone angrily on

and Tristan were in the living room, Sophie was eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was typing on

on

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

incoherently and staggered

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

from his laptop screen and watched me

Is it that time of the

tried to crack a joke,

the phone," I said

and Tristan exchanged a

"Wait, let me guess,

go to a Van

room at the Plaza because I said I wanted

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

He has to

Tristan asked.

he’s got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

I don’t even like her

causing me to laugh

them about

the

I was convinced that she

had the same idea, but Tristan brought up

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

the more logical and

I should

being petty wasn't gonna

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

your game plan?"

go out there and be the supportive girlfriend

then she’s important

spend Christmas taking care

you, Emmie.That's a very

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

if he thought I was

to overcompensate and act mature, even

me.What are you guys’ plans for

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

to New Jersey to meet my parents," Sophie

"That's a big step,"

and dad are dying to

about you?" I

staying here. I got some work to do for

eyes were glued

through Christmas?

to

a girlfriend.Your life is so sad,

Sophie commented.

life’s not that bad," He shushed

up at me and said, "Plus, I already

me, a real

at him

focus on school, actually make

can

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

know what they say, more honey more

could agree with

I say I

wrong, I love being in a relationship

that

example, she could travel the world without having to worry about a boyfriend at home or long distance

and his future career

to Tristan, "And hey, if you get bored, you can

with your boyfriend? No, but thanks for

thinking? Tristan would definitely rather stay

one that insisted to go

day, so if I wanted more time with him, I had to

it was just so

I was third-wheeling on Ian

was so doting on

lunch every day and feed her when she didn't

and they would laugh about things

of that, I

I stayed in his apartment, watching Home Alone,

Eve and our suite reservation was

thing ever, ringing in the New Year together in

after what I’ve witnessed the past three days, the romance bone in

or picking out a

spent the night watching TV and eating Cheetos and a tub of ice cream with a

you heard that right.A

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