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 and

eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was typing

on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

and

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

looked up from his laptop

you? Is it that time of the month

to crack a

on the

and Tristan exchanged

"Wait, let

go to a Van Gogh

Plaza because I said I wanted to be like Kevin

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

He has to

Tristan asked.

he’s got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

I don’t even like her name,

causing me

told them about Ally

the thorn on

I was convinced that she was out to ruin my

idea, but Tristan brought up an interesting

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

logical and mature out of

I should

being petty wasn't gonna get

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

your game plan?"

the supportive girlfriend that I

for lan, then she’s important to me

Christmas taking care of her, I'll

you, Emmie.That's a very

hard.Okay, confession time: lan and I were

he thought I was a

overcompensate and act mature, even though on

are you guys’

slumped down on the couch next to them, eager to change the subject.The

my parents," Sophie said and she did a little

"That's a big step,"

dad are

you?" I

staying here. I got some work to do for the

eyes were glued

Christmas? Really?" I

happen to be

to get yourself a girlfriend.Your life is so sad,

Sophie commented.

up, my life’s not that

and

a real

at him and

focus on school, actually make something of myself, you know what I

can

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

more honey more problems.I like my life right now.It’s

could agree

lying if I say I never thought about being

love being in a

did think that being single has its

having to worry about a boyfriend at

and his future career without any soap opera

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

your boyfriend? No, but thanks for

thinking? Tristan would definitely rather stay here than

that insisted to go with lan

more

it was just

felt like I was third-wheeling

was so doting on

bring her lunch every day and feed her when she didn't feel like

I didn’t know about, and they would

after three days of that,

himself and I

New Year's Eve and our suite reservation was

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

the past three days, the romance bone in

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

the night watching TV and eating Cheetos and a tub of

heard that right.A

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