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.

on the bed and walked

room, Sophie was eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was

working on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

and staggered

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

up from his laptop screen

up with you? Is it

crack a

lan on the phone," I said

and Tristan

me and asked, "Wait, let me guess, he bailed

supposed to go to a Van Gogh

at the Plaza because I said I

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He

Tristan asked.

got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

don’t even

pretended to gag, causing me

told them about

was always the thorn

convinced that she was out to ruin my

had the same idea, but Tristan brought up

She did help him start the

was the more logical and mature out of all

I should listen to

petty wasn't gonna get me

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

game

gonna go out there and be the supportive girlfriend that I am," I

lan, then she’s

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

Emmie.That's a very

hard.Okay, confession time: lan

he

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

about me.What are you

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

meet my parents," Sophie said and she did

"That's a big step,"

and dad are dying

I

got some work to do for the

glued to that

through Christmas? Really?" I

happen to be enjoying

yourself a girlfriend.Your life is so sad, I'm

Sophie commented.

not that bad," He shushed

me and said, "Plus,

me, a

eyes at him and

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

can do both?"Sophie

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

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

agree with

I say I never

wrong, I love being in a relationship

think that being single has

example, she could travel the world without having to worry about

Tristan here could focus on school and

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

boyfriend? No, but thanks

was I thinking? Tristan would definitely rather stay here than be a third-wheel with

was the one that insisted to go with

if I wanted more time

it was just so

I was third-wheeling on Ian

was so

and feed her when she didn't feel

always had these inside jokes that I didn’t know about, and they would laugh about things

after three days of that, I gave

by himself and I stayed in his apartment, watching Home

was the day before New Year's Eve and our suite

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

past three days,

my legs or picking out a sexy outfit

spent the night watching TV and eating Cheetos

you heard that

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