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.

phone angrily on the bed and walked

and Tristan were in the living room, Sophie was eating cereal and

on the

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

groaned incoherently and

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

looked up from his laptop screen

up with you? Is it that time

to crack a joke, but

to lan on the phone," I said with

and Tristan exchanged a

asked, "Wait, let me guess, he bailed

to go

got us a room at the Plaza because I

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He has

Tristan asked.

got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

hate her! I don’t even like her

causing me to

them

the thorn

that she was out to ruin my relationship with

same idea, but

friend for her? She

more logical and mature out of all

decided I should listen

wasn't gonna get

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

game

gonna go out there and be the

for lan, then

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

you, Emmie.That's a very

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

wondered if he

even though on the inside I was petty

me.What are you guys’

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

to meet my

"That's a big step,"

and dad are dying

I said

just staying here. I got some work to do for the

glued to

through Christmas? Really?"

happen to be

a girlfriend.Your life is so sad,

Sophie commented.

my life’s not that bad," He shushed

up at me and

me, a real

eyes at him

on school, actually make something of myself,

you can do

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

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

could agree

say I never thought about

love

think that

travel the world without having to worry about a boyfriend at

school and his future career without any soap opera

if you're happy, we're happy for you too, "I said to Tristan, "And hey, if you get bored, you can always take the train to

disturb your precious time with your boyfriend? No,

thinking? Tristan would definitely rather

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

more time with him, I had to be there with

was just so

felt like I was third-wheeling

was so doting on

bring her lunch every day and feed her when

that I didn’t know about, and they would laugh about things as I sat

three days of that, I

to the hospital by himself and I stayed in his apartment, watching Home

the day before New Year's Eve and our suite

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

the past three days,

or picking out a sexy

TV and eating Cheetos and a tub of ice cream with

you heard

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