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 bed and walked

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

on the

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

incoherently and staggered towards

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

his laptop

up with you? Is it that

to crack a joke, but

on the phone," I said with another

Tristan exchanged a

"Wait, let me guess, he bailed on you

go to a

us a room at the Plaza because I said I wanted

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He

Tristan asked.

he’s got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

don’t even like her name,

pretended to gag, causing me to

them about

always the thorn

she was

the same idea, but Tristan brought up

her? She did

the more logical and mature out of

I should listen to

wasn't

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

your game

there and be the supportive girlfriend

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

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

for you, Emmie.That's

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

wondered if he thought I was a

and act mature, even

about me.What are you guys’ plans

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

Micah to New Jersey to meet my parents," Sophie

"That's a big step,"

are dying to meet

I said to

got some work to do for the

were glued to that

Christmas? Really?"

to

life is so sad, I'm depressed just

Sophie commented.

my life’s not that

up at me and said, "Plus, I already

a

rolled my eyes at him

drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually make something of

can

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

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

could agree with

lying if I say I never

I love being in a

sometimes I did think that being single has its

the world without having to worry about a boyfriend at home

focus on school and his future career

"And hey, if you get bored, you can always take the

with your boyfriend? No, but

definitely rather

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

was there every day, so if I wanted more time with him, I

was just so

was third-wheeling

so doting

and feed her when she didn't feel like

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

of

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

day before New Year's Eve and our suite reservation was for

thing ever, ringing in the New Year together in such

witnessed the past three

a sexy

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

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