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.
right now? Like a fiicking bitch? Staggering to the kitchen, I grabbed whatever alcoholic beverage I had
and it didn’t seem to work on me, I threw
bottle and repeated the
Rinse and repeat.
all I saw was blackness.I woke up
move, so
the pounding never stopped and it was
ears, causing my brain to
in there? Open this freaking door right
screaming her
"I'm coming..."
as I staggered to the
the door open, Ally barged right in and shouted to my ears, "Hey! I’ve been calling and calling! Don't tell
"What day is it?"
squinted my eyes, trying to remember, but
god, lan,
she was my
looked around the room and saw
and broken furniture were
I could break with
the fiick happened here?"she
yelling Ally, my head
I want? lan, it's Saturday!
"Ah shit,"I muttered.
"I forgot about that,"
was Saturday already? I didn't
so much, I
my apartment was to get food and
talked to Emma, or
fell into this black hole, drinking myself into oblivion every
going on
sighed, reaching for my battered
okay, I’m good.Give me ten minutes, I'll get
I pulled my hand
to a hospital?"she
give me ten...actually give me twenty
my hand carelessly and sauntered
was good
got ready within
bandage on, washed my
watching
word, but she didn't
worried sick.We
to a limited audience prior to the grand
this so we could get some feedback before
Things were going great.
and I made contacts with some
flow, and though it wasn't my favorite alcohol of choice, it
bunch of people,
of champagne from the open bar and sauntered towards the back office where there were no
champagne in the peace and quiet, when suddenly I saw Ally standing in front of
you doing
What are you doing here?"I retorted playfully
me what's going on with
apartment, I couldn't reach
it's broken.I broke it,"I cut
"What?"
it out
did you do that
"Meh,"I shrugged.
going
"All the broken bottles? The broken furniture? I thought that
guess he’s
and my
an intermittent explosive disorder when I was
that guy when I couldn't control myself, I had episodes where I reacted in
happened the first time when I found
was the trigger that started
been a while since then, I was not the same stupid kid I was in
I was better.I hadn't had an episode in years.But now,
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