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.

fiicking crying right now? Like a fiicking bitch? Staggering to the kitchen, I grabbed whatever alcoholic beverage I had in my arsenal and chugged it

had finished the bottle and it didn’t seem to work on me, I threw the stupid bottle away and the glass broke into tiny

another bottle and repeated

Rinse and repeat.

was blackness.I woke

move, so I

never stopped and

was piercing through my ears, causing my brain to the brink

there? Open

was screaming

"I'm coming..."

as I staggered to the

creaked the door open, Ally barged right in and shouted to my ears, "Hey! I’ve been calling and

"What day is it?"

my eyes, trying

god, lan, are you

she was my bloody and

and saw

bottles and broken furniture were

I could break with my hands, I

fiick happened

Ally, my head

I want? lan, it's Saturday! It’s

"Ah shit,"I muttered.

"I forgot about that,"

was Saturday already? I didn't

drinking so much, I didn’t keep track

apartment was to get food

or talked to

black hole, drinking myself into oblivion

going on here?

sighed, reaching for my

I’m good.Give me ten minutes, I'll

I

to a

give me ten...actually give me twenty

my hand carelessly

good with my

ready within

up all the blood, put some bandage on, washed my

was watching my

say a word,

look on her face said it all, she was worried sick.We got to the

to a limited audience prior to

this so we could get some feedback before officially showcasing the gallery to

Things were going great.

star, and I made contacts with some of

champagne on free flow, and though it wasn't my favorite alcohol of

of people, I was feeling tired

from the open bar and sauntered towards

the peace and quiet, when suddenly I

you

doing here?"I retorted

going on with you?"she

you left my apartment, I couldn't reach

broken.I broke it,"I cut her

"What?"

it out the

did you do that

"Meh,"I shrugged.

going

my face, "All the broken bottles? The broken

he’s back now,"I

my

an intermittent explosive disorder when I

guy when I couldn't control myself, I

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

was better.I hadn't had an episode in years.But now, it was coming back to me

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