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.

threw my phone angrily on the bed and

the living room, Sophie was eating cereal and watching TV,

on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

and

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

up from his laptop

with you? Is it that time of

crack a joke, but

lan on the phone," I said with

and Tristan exchanged a

asked, "Wait, let me guess,

go to a Van

us a room at the Plaza because I

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He has

Tristan asked.

got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

even like her

gag, causing me to

them about

always the thorn

a time, I was convinced that she was

had the same idea, but Tristan

sick and Ian’s just trying to be a good friend for her? She did help him start the gallery, which is Ian’s

more logical and mature out

I should listen

wasn't

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

your game

just gonna go out there and be the supportive

lan, then she’s important to

care of her,

Emmie.That's

confession time: lan and I were eight

he

to overcompensate and act mature, even though on

are you

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

my parents," Sophie

"That's a big step,"

are

about you?" I said to

just staying here. I got some

eyes were glued to that laptop

Christmas? Really?" I

happen to be

a girlfriend.Your life is so sad,

Sophie commented.

my life’s not that

up at me and said, "Plus,

me, a

eyes at him and

girls for now.Too much drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually make something of myself, you know what

can do

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

honey more problems.I like

could agree

I say I never thought

me wrong, I love being

that being single has

travel the world without having to worry

Tristan here could focus on school and his future

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

your boyfriend? No, but thanks

definitely rather stay here than be a third-wheel with me

the one that insisted to go with lan to

day, so if I wanted more time with him,

it was just so

third-wheeling on Ian and Ally’s

so doting

and

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

days of

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

the day before New Year's Eve

to be the most romantic thing ever, ringing in the New Year together in such a beautiful place...doing...beautiful things with

the past three

my legs or picking out a sexy outfit for tomorrow, but I couldn't

night watching TV and eating Cheetos and

you heard that

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