Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 74: Missed Opportunity 

IAN’s POV : 

The last time Emma and I talked on the phone was probably last week.

We discussed our plans for spring break and that was it.

She planned on staying in the dorm, catching up on much needed rest because she was slaving away through her midterMs.I, on the other hand, was planning to do more work.

There was so much to do with the gallery’s grand opening in just two months.

I was commissioned to make about seven pieces for the gallery and so far I only had three.

I was in a rut.

I felt so uninspired because I wasn't able to see my girl.

Okay, maybe I was just a big procrastinator.

But still, with Emma around I always felt motivated and inspiration would flow so easily out of me.

My life without her was bIand and that translated to my work.

Everything was so bIand.

Looking down at my hand, I was holding on to a paintbrush and the bracelet Emma got me was wrapped around my wrist.

Putting the brush away, my other hand went to squeeze the bracelet, sending her my thoughts.

Usually, when I squeezed the bracelet, she would squeeze back.

It was a cute way of saying ‘l miss you’ and ‘I miss you too’.

Weirdly though, when I squeezed it this time, there was no response.

I tried it again and there was nothing still.

It was around 5 PM and Emma should be done with her exams hours ago.

"Maybe she was busy or something?"

I thought to myself.

Letting out a sigh, I turned away from the bIank canvas and slumped down on the couch.

It was spring break and school was off for a week.

It was the perfect time to catch up on my work for the gallery, but without an inspiration, I couldn't do anything.

This was probably the most important thing in my art career, and I wouldn't wanna half-ass it.

I started thinking back on the times when I was most inspired.

They were always moments when I was with her.

She made me feel things I’ve never felt before.

She made me feel full and art was spilling out of me.

I never had to force anything out.

I started thinking about her and how much I wished she was here.

I missed her eyes and her smile, her kiss, and the way she buried her face into my chest when she got embarrassed.

I missed her little humming and the little dance she did whenever she sipped her first cup of coffee.

God, I even missed the way she breathes.

Everything she did was beautiful.

Everything about her was always right.

With that thought in mind, I reached for my sketchbook and a pencil, and I started drawing.

I wanted to see her face so bad, I started drawing her features on the piece of paper.

I drew her hair long and it was flying all over the place.

I loved it when strands of her hair fell on her face and I got to be the one to put them away.

Damn it, I miss her so bad, my heart was hurting.

My hand reached for my phone instinctively and I called her.

Putting the phone to my ear, I was excited at the thought of hearing her voice.

Goddamn, I'm whipped.

and

Weird.

turn off

was in class, she would just put

must be a mistake,

still, the line

her? We just texted each other this

wished her good luck for her

Everything was fine.

out to celebrate and her battery's dead? If she was in Georgia or I was in Philly, I would get in my car and drove

make sure she was okay.Why can’t I just do that? Or...wait a second. Why don’t I just do that? I'm a grown ass man, I could get on a

spring

That's crazy though.

to see his

do it? Why didn’t I think of this sooner? That's right, I'm

leaped to my feet and went straight

My hands were busy.

was shoving clothes into the bag and the other

later, I was all packed and a

was getting on the next

anything this spontaneous or crazy in a long time, and this felt so

I got all my keys and wallet and everything else I needed, I jumped into an Uber and headed

again, but her phone was still

That didn't matter, though.

her in a couple of

was 6 PM now, and

would arrive in Philly at around 10, and before the night was over, I would get to hold her in

her tonight made my heart feel

I made my

smiling as they were being patted down by the airport

two hour plane

a window seat and my eyes were glued to

I was getting closer and

never knew I could miss someone this

I could

I was feeling so

me at the beginning of the

hand reaching out for mine

"We're almost there,"

I said to myself.

hand in

my bags, I grabbed a taxi and

little over 11 PM, and I really wanted to see her

kept telling the driver to speed up

I didn’t care though.

know what I

thought of seeing her in

her phone again, I wanted

was gonna show up at her

the door and see me standing

lose

see

smile I'll put

taxi stopped in front of her building, I paid the guy and got out of there in a

coming out of the building right at the moment I was about to go in, so I managed to get in without the

Perfect.

like the universe was on

I was standing in front

a deep breath, I knocked on the door and waited for a few

hear a response or any sounds for

and there

right at that moment,

pulled it out and saw the screen, Emma was calling

as I pressed the

tried calling you, but I

a

calling you too,

long story too, but basically I was on

Where are

how she is, right? She demanded that we come here for spring break and

Wait a minute.

flight out to Florida? "So that’s why I haven’t been able to reach you, you were on a

I asked again.

so fast.Sophie found these cheap tickets

right now?" I said again, still unable to process the irony in

trying to get a cab.There are so

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