Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

IAN’s POV : 

Fucking bullshit! I got in a car as fast as I could and drove until the bridge when I stopped myself.

She didn’t want me to come.

She wanted some space.

Punching the steering wheel in anger, I turned the car around and drove back.

We are ninety miles apart.

How much more space does she want? I didn’t understand this at all.

She chose to talk about big life decisions with that Tristan guy over me, her own fiancée.

What the hell? "I didn’t wanna tell you until I'm ready because I know you're gonna make my decisions for me,"

Her words were stinging in my ear.

What did that even mean? Was she saying that I was controlling? I tried to call her again, but her phone was off.

And even if she picked up the phone, I didn’t know what I would say to her.

She asked for space to think, goddamnit, why can't I be a mature person and give it to her? Suddenly, my phone started buzzing and I picked it up immediately.

My heart was racing at the thought that Emma was calling me back, maybe she was changing her mind? "Emma?!"

I said to the phone without even checking it.

"Hey, no it’s me, Ally,"the voice on the other line said.

"Oh,"I sighed as my shoulders slumped down in disappointment, "What's up, Al?"

"Where are you right now?"

"In the car,"

"Where are you going?"

"Nowhere,"

I said simply.

"Oh...okay...well, I have some things I wanna discuss regarding the grand opening day.I was gonna see if I can come over to your place to talk about it, but it sounds like you're busy, so..."

"No, I can talk.I'll come to your place.I'm not far,"

"Really? Okay then.I'll see you in a bit,"

Turning off the call, I made a quick U-turn and drove towards Ally’s.

If I went home right now, I would just keep kicking myself in the head and replaying all the words Emma said to me.

That wasn't gonna do me any good.

I decided to give Emma her space and I would try her again tomorrow.

As of right now, I wanted to think about something else other than the looming space between Emma and I.

Going over to Ally’s and talking about work seemed like a better idea I reached Ally’s apartment within minutes.

Beaming with excitement, she opened the door for me and led us to the living room.

As much as I wanted to act like everything was okay, all I could muster was a half smile.

"So, listen, I wanna go through the guest list with you,"

Ally said as soon as we sat on the couch.

On the coffee table was a stack of papers and invitations to our gallery's grand opening.

"Our capacity is at 140 people.I know you said you don’t want more than 20 reporters, but I think we should have more.

There are at least 30 important media people from all the five boroughs,"

Ally was going on and on about the guest list and invites.

I nodded along like I was listening, but only half of me was there in that room.

The other half was still thinking about Emma and if I should have done something or said something else.

"What’s going on, lan? What’s on your mind?"

Ally said suddenly, pulling me out of my train of thought.

"Huh?"

"You can barely focus.Tell me, what’s wrong?"

"It's nothing,"

the guest list on the table, "So

Emma, isn’t

Ally pressed on.

sounded worried when you thought

are just shit right

threw the guest list back on

didn’t say

me knowingly and stood

walked towards a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of

Macallan 25 year old single malt scotch.My go

you could use some

thought you don't drink

me,"she poured a generous amount into

took it from

and blacking out for days, Ally made a

weeks in the hospital trying

sober now, I was so proud of

 "Thanks,"

let the fiery warm liquid enter my system.It was exactly

"Whoa, slow down,"

she watched me downed

the table and let

of her own drink before pouring another generous amount of

played with

thought you two were going

talk as much anymore.I feel like I’m losing her.And the harder I try to grasp, the more she’s slipping away from me," the alcohol in

so young, lan.Maybe she’s not ready

problem,"I sighed and stared at

It was empty again.

young, but she’s way mature.I’m the problem

"What do you mean?"

and becoming more and I'm afraid I've passed my

be true, can

"I don't know,"

long have you been feeling this

"For a while,"

never

and

completely honest with Richard and that’s the thing that ended our engagement.Don’t make the

am I supposed to tell her, Al? Sorry for not being

I don’t wanna be that

know what she told me earlier? She said I was

to be honest, you can

I

like her, not in a million

I admitted.

"That's not true,"Ally said.

and see there’s plenty

you talking about, lan.You're a great guy.She’s lucky to have

in a comforting manner, but I

know the

because you never told me the whole

about Emma, but I couldn't tell

unless I wanted trouble.But basically, I was a horrible

was only in high school when she first met me, innocent and

was that young, but the moment I laid eyes on her at

be into guys like me, but I

was young

was selfish and

the back alley and fiicked her next to

student of mine, instead of

sick son of

supposed to be the mature adult,

I took

tight around her,

by a

gave up on her future for me

I finally had the balls to end things and let her move on with her life, I had to come back in and forced myself into

I couldn't

convinced that I love

to church when I

remembered the priests would recite ‘love is patient and

why was my love this unkind? My love for her was nowhere near

was proud

wonder she asked

I was suffocating her.

having there.Care to

the glass in my hand