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.

I grabbed whatever alcoholic beverage I had in my arsenal and chugged it down in a

it didn’t seem to work on me, I

grabbed another bottle and

Rinse and repeat.

faded away and all I saw was blackness.I woke up to a loud pounding at

was too weak to move, so I didn’t

pounding never stopped and it was annoying

my ears, causing

Open this freaking door

screaming

"I'm coming..."

croaked as I staggered

the door open, Ally barged right in and shouted to

"What day is it?"

eyes, trying to remember,

lan, are

she was my

looked around the room and saw the gigantic mess that it

broken furniture were

I could break with my

happened here?"she sounded

head hurts.What do you

lan, it's Saturday! It’s

"Ah shit,"I muttered.

"I forgot about that,"

was Saturday already? I

much, I didn’t keep track

only time I left my apartment was to get food

or talked to anyone for that

this black hole, drinking myself into oblivion every

going on here?

reaching for my battered

I’m good.Give me ten minutes, I'll get dressed and

and I pulled

should go to

ten...actually give me twenty

hand carelessly

was good

got ready

blood, put some bandage on, washed my

was watching

didn’t say a word, but

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

to a limited audience

so we could get some feedback before officially showcasing the gallery

Things were going great.

like a rock star, and I made contacts with some of the greatest

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

talking to a bunch of people, I was feeling

of champagne from the open bar and sauntered towards the back office where

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

are you doing here?"Ally

What are you doing here?"I retorted playfully

me what's going on

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

it's broken.I broke it,"I cut her

"What?"

it out the

you

"Meh,"I shrugged.

going

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

guess he’s back

and my

diagnosed with an intermittent explosive disorder when I was

when I couldn't control myself, I had

first time when I found out about

trigger

while since then, I was not the same stupid kid I was

hadn't had an episode in years.But

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