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 down

bottle and it didn’t seem to work on me, I threw the stupid bottle away and the

another bottle and

Rinse and repeat.

was blackness.I woke

weak to move, so I didn’t wanna

the pounding never stopped and

sound was piercing through my ears, causing my brain to

Are you in there? Open this freaking

screaming her lungs

"I'm coming..."

croaked as I

shouted to my ears, "Hey! I’ve been calling and calling! Don't tell me you

"What day is it?"

eyes, trying to remember, but

lan, are

she was my bloody and

and saw the

broken furniture were

I could break with

fiick happened here?"she

Ally, my head

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

"Ah shit,"I muttered.

"I forgot about that,"

was Saturday already? I didn't realize

I didn’t keep track of

I left my apartment was to get food and more

hadn’t talked to Emma, or talked to

drinking myself

on here?

reaching for my battered

me ten minutes, I'll get dressed and we'll

said and I pulled my

should go to

ten...actually give

my hand carelessly and

was good

got ready within twenty

cleaned up all the blood, put some bandage on, washed my face, and I

watching my every

word, but she

was worried sick.We got to

was a preview to a limited audience prior

so we could get some feedback before officially showcasing the

Things were going great.

I made contacts with some of the

flow, and though it wasn't my

bunch of people, I

bottle of champagne from the open bar

drink some champagne in the peace and quiet, when

are you doing here?"Ally

What are you doing here?"I retorted playfully and she just

what's going on with you?"she asked

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

broken.I broke it,"I cut her

"What?"

it out

you do that

"Meh,"I shrugged.

what's going

hand and the cuts around my face, "All the broken

he’s

my

diagnosed with an intermittent

when I couldn't control myself, I had episodes where

when I found

was the trigger

I was

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

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