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.

angrily on the

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

working on the

"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

up with you? Is it

a joke, but

the phone,"

and Tristan exchanged

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

to go to a Van

at the Plaza because I said I wanted to be like Kevin from Home

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

happened? He has to work

Tristan asked.

he’s got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

even like

gag, causing

them

the thorn

she was out to ruin my

but Tristan brought up an interesting

and Ian’s just trying to be a good friend for her? She did help

logical and mature out of all of

should

wasn't gonna get me

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

your game plan?" Sophie

the supportive girlfriend that

then she’s important

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

for you, Emmie.That's

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

he thought I was

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

are you guys’

to them, eager to change the

my parents,"

"That's a big step,"

dad are dying

about you?" I said

staying here. I got some work to

eyes were glued to that laptop

through Christmas?

to be enjoying

life is

Sophie commented.

up, my life’s not that bad," He

at me and said, "Plus, I already have

me, a

rolled my eyes at him

now.Too much drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually make something of myself,

can do

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

say, more honey more problems.I

could agree with

lying if I say I never thought about

me wrong, I love being in a relationship with

did think that being

could travel the world without having to worry about a

and his future career without any soap

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

with your boyfriend? No, but thanks for the offer though,"

definitely rather stay here than be a third-wheel with

was the one that

if I wanted more time with him,

was just so

was third-wheeling on

was so doting

and feed her when she

know about, and

of that,

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

was the day before New Year's Eve and our

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

witnessed the past three days,

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

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

you heard that

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