Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 87: Bitter Taste 

IAN’s POV : 

"We're just friends,"she said of him once.

Friends my fucking ass! What I saw back there wasn’t what just friends would do.

She was sitting on his lap.He was hugging her and touching her.She was letting him.And they fucking kissed.I had to look away instantly, but the image was already burned into the back of my eyes.

I wanted to gag.I was angry, confused, disgusted, and hurt.Everything all at once.

Suddenly, I couldn't breathe.

My mouth fell open, but no air was coming in or out.I had to get out of there.

Shoving past anyone who was in my way, I made it back to my car and slammed the door shut.Every time I closed my eyes, that image was all I saw.

No matter how loud I screamed or how hard I punched the steering wheel in front of me, nothing could release me from the stinging pain in my chest.

How could she do this to me? Emma, my baby girl, my sweet girl.

The girl who’s got my heart and soul in the palm of her hand.

How could she hurt me like this? And how long has this been going on? Those thoughts were my only company as I sped away out of that town.

For the next two hours, I was left alone with these thoughts and the aching pain in my heart.

Does she love him too? Is this why she wants space from me? This is what she wants to figure out? The more my brain replayed the image in my head, the angrier I got.

I was in the middle of the I-95 N when I swerved my car to the side of the road and stopped.

I couldn't take it anymore.

I let out another angry scream and punched the steering wheel like a maniac.

My bruised up hand picked up my phone instinctively because I wanted to call her and ask her for an explanation.

But when I opened the screen, all I saw was Emma’s face, smiling right at me.

That got me even angrier for some reason.

My fist curled into the phone, wishing somehow I could break it.

When it didn't work, I opened the car door and threw the metal thing straight to the ground.

It cracked and broke into pieces.

That was satisfying to watch.

I stepped on the stupid thing a couple more times, making sure it was pulverized into millions of tiny pieces.

Looking back, I didn’t know why I did that.

The stupid phone never did anything wrong.

I was just so angry, I wanted to break anything.

I'd crash this stupid car if I could.

But that wouldn't get us anywhere.

Literally.

Letting out an exhausted sigh, I got back inside the car and continued driving.

All I wanted was an escape from this pain.

I had to get away as fast and as far away from her as I could.

But even as I got back to New York City and in the comfort of my own apartment, the pain was still there.

It was as strong and stubborn as ever.

And even when I punched my own head with my fists, I couldn't get the image of her and that guy out of my head.

It was getting pathetic.

My eyes went blurry and tears were falling out.

Like a fiicking bitch? Staggering to the kitchen, I grabbed whatever alcoholic beverage I

finished the bottle and it didn’t seem to work on me,

bottle and

Rinse and repeat.

saw was blackness.I woke up to a

too weak to move, so I didn’t

never stopped and it was

piercing through my ears, causing my brain to the

you in there? Open this

was screaming her

"I'm coming..."

I staggered to the

creaked the door open, Ally barged right in and shouted to my ears, "Hey!

"What day is it?"

trying to remember, but I

god, lan, are

was my bloody and bruised

then looked around the room and saw the

broken furniture

break with my

happened

yelling Ally, my head hurts.What do

I want? lan, it's Saturday! It’s the gallery's soft

"Ah shit,"I muttered.

"I forgot about that,"

Saturday already?

so much, I

time I left my apartment was to get food and

hadn’t talked to Emma, or

this black hole, drinking myself into

on here?

sighed, reaching for my battered up

I’m good.Give me ten minutes,

I

should go to a hospital?"she asked

ten...actually

carelessly and sauntered towards

was good with

ready within

bandage on, washed my face, and I put on a

watching

word, but she

she was worried sick.We got to the gallery just in time

was a preview to a limited audience prior to

get some feedback before officially

Things were going great.

room like a rock star, and I made contacts with some of the greatest art connoisseurs in the

wasn't my favorite alcohol of choice, it was

to a bunch of people,

from the open bar and

second, drink some champagne in the peace and quiet, when suddenly I saw Ally

are you

What are you doing here?"I retorted playfully and

tell me what's going on with you?"she asked

left my apartment, I couldn't reach you for days.Your phone was off

it's broken.I broke

"What?"

it out the

you do that

"Meh,"I shrugged.

going on with

gestured to my bandaged hand and the cuts around my face, "All the broken bottles? The

guess he’s back

and my damned anger

was diagnosed with an intermittent explosive disorder

that guy when I couldn't control myself, I had episodes where I reacted in

first time when I found out about my dad’s

was the trigger

it had been a while since then, I was

an episode in

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