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.

now? Like a fiicking bitch? Staggering to the kitchen, I grabbed whatever alcoholic beverage

work on me, I threw the stupid bottle

bottle and repeated the

Rinse and repeat.

saw was blackness.I woke up to a loud

weak to move, so I

pounding never stopped and it was

causing my brain to the brink

Open this freaking door right

was screaming her

"I'm coming..."

I staggered

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

"What day is it?"

trying to remember, but

my god, lan, are you

gasped when she was my bloody

looked around the room and saw the gigantic mess that it

and broken furniture were

break with

the fiick happened here?"she

yelling Ally, my head hurts.What

want? lan, it's

"Ah shit,"I muttered.

"I forgot about that,"

already?

I didn’t keep track

apartment was

to Emma, or talked

into this black hole, drinking myself into oblivion every

on

sighed, reaching for my battered

minutes,

and I pulled my hand

to a

ten...actually

my hand carelessly and sauntered towards

good

ready

up all the blood, put some bandage on, washed

watching

didn’t say a word, but she

sick.We got to the gallery just in time for

limited audience prior

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

Things were going great.

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

it wasn't my favorite alcohol of choice, it

bunch of people, I

bar and sauntered towards the back office where there were no

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

you

here?"I retorted playfully and she

going on with you?"she asked point

you left my apartment, I couldn't reach you for

it's broken.I broke

"What?"

it out

you do that

"Meh,"I shrugged.

going on with

face, "All the broken bottles? The broken furniture? I thought that

he’s

my damned

an intermittent explosive disorder when I was

control myself, I had episodes

happened the first time when I

trigger that

was not the same stupid kid

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

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