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 about.Tristan’s just

deep

make it

"Looking forward to it,"

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

in one hand, my other hand knocked on

can I come in?" I said

here?"

in the same

I've decided I’m gonna stay in

"Why?"

I just got

took a seat on the edge of the bed and pulled out two things from the paper

Emma, we're twins, but

cream were Sophie's favorite things,

sweets are the first step to getting over a broken

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

friend," I said as I pulled out my

"What?"

on his arm, signaling for him

if nothing works, Sophie’s got some

got Tristan to agree with me, but we ended up going

sang our lungs out for two hours

to Sam Smith, to old

singing was actually good for our

was a good outlet to release stress.I could see it was working for Tristan too.At first, he was reluctant to sing.But after a while, he got right

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

means, but

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

session, our voices were coarse and our throats were dry,

laughing his butt off when I sang super off-key on that last

also sounded like a truck driver because my

it absolutely

karaoke, we got super hungry so we went and got some chicken and beer.Ian didn’t

his words and he spilled his heart out, talking

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

I said to him.

a cliché, but

was the case for Ian

me that

his fifth glass of beer, Tristan was about to go to

an Uber and managed to get him inside

still half awake and I was just praying he wouldn't

think I could carry him all by

be a

managed to bring him into his

still awake, and he was humming songs

the car ride had sobered him up

as I was about to leave

"Yeah?"

for keeping

eyes closed, pausing for a moment before saying, "It

smile before turning off the light in his room and said, "No problem,

back to my room for a

I could get the bigger room

I wrapped a towel around

was just about to pull my PJs out when

was a call

I quickly picked

you," he

miss you too," I said, smiling to

"How's your friend doing?"

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

he

was a little bit of silence after my

could feel like he was about

"So..." he trailed.

"So?"

"What are you wearing?"

caught me

the shower, and I had nothing but a white towel wrapped around

I chose to drop the PJs and

pulled the towel until it fell to

in your room and not with your friend," he

"Of course!"

moment before asking,

stifling a laugh and he said,

"Of course,"

the voice

panicking a little

within seconds and he

you're gorgeous,"

"Oh, stop," I blushed.

showing my face all the way down

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