Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 80: Bubble Burst 

EMMA’s POV : 

"Is that her? What did she say?"

Sophie gasped when we heard Tristan's phone buzzed.

"Nothing… it wasn’t her..."

Tristan sighed as he scanned his screen, "And she left me on read..."

"See! I knew it!" Sophie exclaimed.

Tristan rolled his eyes and threw his phone on the bed.

He looked upset and defeated.

He rolled over to his side, avoiding eye contact with us.

"Soph, don’t gloat," I nudged her elbow because she was being insensitive.

"But we're right about her, Emmie. She's a bitch!"

Sophie announced.

"She is a bitch, but Tristan’'s still getting his heart broken," I hissed.

Sophie’s eyes softened as she realized that her brother was hurting because of this.

Even though it was the truth and it was what he needed to hear.

"I'm sorry, I.."

Sophie said as she brushed Tristan’s arm lightly.

"Whatever. It's whatever," Tristan waved his hand carelessly.

"You'll find someone better, I promise.You deserve someone so much better than her," Sophie cooed.

"Whatever.Just leave me alone,"

Sophie and I shared a look and we knew we had to get out of there.

Once we stepped away from his room, I turned to Sophie and asked, "Is he gonna be okay?"

"I hope so.He's been in love with this girl for years.But I guess it's better that he knows now than later," she sighed.

"Yeah..."

"Are you going to the station? I'm going out for a club meeting, I can drop you off?"

Sophie said when she noticed I was dressed up and ready to go.

I thought about saying yes, but then I took another glimpse at Tristan who was lying on his bed and I felt bad for him.

When I was having problems with Ian, he stayed up all night with me and listened to my sob stories.

"Actually...on second thought, I think I’m gonna stay here today,"I said.

"You're not going to the city?"

"I'll stay with Tristan.I think he could use a friend,"

"You're such a good friend, Emmie," Sophie smiled appreciatively.

"You two will do the same for me if the situation was reversed,"I shrugged.

"Thanks.Please take care of my brother for me,"

"Will do,"

I walked back into the apartment carrying a shopping bag full of stuff.I was struggling to carry everything while holding a phone to my ear.

"Hello?"I heard Ian’s voice on the other line.

"Emma? Are you on your way?"

"Ian, hey, I'm sorry I'm gonna have to bail on today.Tristan’s having a rough time and I think I should stay with him for a bit," I said apologetically.

"Tristan? Your roommate?"

"Yeah, he’s having girl problem and I feel bad for him,"

"So you can’t come today because you stay with him?" I could hear the note of disdain on his voice.

"Ian, he really needs a friend right now,"I pleaded, 

"..Yeah, sure, I guess..."Ian sounded disappointed, "

But no drinking and you stay five feet apart from each other at alltimes,"

 "Alright, alright, you possessive man,"I laughed.

"I’m not kidding, Emma.I don’t know him.I don't trust him,"

"But you trust me, right?"

"Of course,"

then, you have nothing to worry

out a deep sigh before saying,

it up

"Looking forward to it,"

turned off the call and put my phone away.I walked over to Tristan’s room and

the paper bag in one hand, my other hand knocked

I come in?" I said as I peered the door

here?" Tristan

was still in the same position on

I've decided I’m

"Why?"

what I

on the edge of the bed and pulled out two

ice cream? Emma, we're twins, but I’m not Sophie," he

tea and ice cream were Sophie's favorite things,

first step to getting over a broken

from me.Tristan took a sip of the bubble tea and said, "And

my friend," I said as I pulled out my discount coupon for

"What?"

I tugged on his arm, signaling for him

can sing your heart out.Scream it all out.And if nothing works,

me, but we ended up going

lungs out for

sang everything from Adele to Sam Smith, to old school rock songs like Queen

that singing was actually good for

working for Tristan too.At first, he was reluctant to sing.But after

I'll find someone like you~ I wish nothing but the best for you too~ Don’t forget me! I beg! I remember you said sometimes it lasts in

were not singers by any means, but screaming our

don’t know what it’s like.Baby, you don’t know what it’s like to love somebody.To love somebody the way

we finished our karaoke session, our voices were coarse and our

butt off when I sang super off-key on

like a truck driver because my voice

it

super hungry so we went and got some chicken and beer.Ian didn’t want me to drink, so I wasn't drinking,

and he spilled his heart out, talking about his unrequited love for Monique and how he was gonna

be alone forever, Tristan.One day you'll find someone who'll make you realize why it never worked with anyone

I said to him.

was a cliché, but

was the case for Ian

me that we were

of beer, Tristan was about to go to sleep in

an Uber and managed to get him inside

was just praying he

him all by myself up

be

I managed to bring him into his

was still awake, and he was humming songs

car ride

as I was about to

"Yeah?"

keeping me

moment before saying, "It was

gave him a smile before turning off the light in his room and said, "No problem, T.Sweet

back to

paid a little extra in rent so I could get the bigger

shower, I wrapped a towel around my body and walked

pull my PJs out when

was a call

quickly picked up

miss you," he

I said, smiling

"How's your friend doing?"

better now.Thanks for being so understanding.You really are the

am," he said smugly

little bit of silence

he was about to say something,

"So..." he trailed.

"So?"

"What are you wearing?"

caught me off

from the shower, and I had nothing but

all," I chose to drop the PJs

naughty smile, I pulled the towel until it fell to the ground

me you’re alone in your room and not

"Of course!"

for a moment before

and he said,

"Of course,"

the voice call to a

panicking a little

up within seconds and he was beaming at

gorgeous," he

"Oh, stop," I blushed.

screen was showing my face all the way down

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