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
finished the bottle and it didn’t seem to work on me, I threw the stupid bottle away
bottle and
Rinse and repeat.
was blackness.I woke up to a
move, so
never stopped and it
my ears, causing my brain to the brink
Open this freaking
screaming
"I'm coming..."
as I staggered to the
soon as I creaked the door open, Ally barged right in and shouted to my ears, "Hey!
"What day is it?"
eyes, trying
my god, lan, are
was my bloody and
then looked around the room and saw the gigantic mess
bottles and broken furniture
I could break with my
happened here?"she sounded
head hurts.What
it's Saturday! It’s
"Ah shit,"I muttered.
"I forgot about that,"
was Saturday already? I didn't realize
was drinking so much, I
left my apartment was to get
or talked to anyone for that
this black hole, drinking
going on
reaching for my battered up
ten minutes, I'll get dressed and we'll
and I pulled
we should go to a hospital?"she asked
give me ten...actually
waved my hand carelessly and
was good with my
got ready within
cleaned up all the blood, put some bandage on, washed my
watching my
say a word,
on her face said it all, she was worried sick.We got to the
was a preview to a limited audience
could get some feedback before officially showcasing the gallery to the
Things were going great.
a rock star, and I made
also had champagne on free flow, and though it wasn't my
a bunch of people, I was
of champagne from the open bar and sauntered towards the back office where there were
chill for a second, drink some champagne in the peace and quiet, when suddenly I saw
are you
here?"I retorted playfully
what's going
I couldn't reach you for days.Your phone
broke it,"I
"What?"
out the
you do that
"Meh,"I shrugged.
going on
cuts around my face, "All the broken bottles? The broken furniture? I thought that lan was
he’s back
and my damned anger
was diagnosed with an intermittent explosive disorder
guy when I couldn't control myself, I had episodes where I
time when I
the trigger that started
a while since then, I was not the same stupid kid
hadn't had an episode in years.But now, it was coming back
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