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.

the kitchen, I grabbed whatever alcoholic beverage

on me, I threw the stupid bottle away

and repeated the

Rinse and repeat.

was blackness.I woke up to a loud pounding

was too weak to move,

never stopped

my ears, causing

you in there? Open this freaking

was screaming

"I'm coming..."

as I staggered to the

and shouted to my ears, "Hey!

"What day is it?"

eyes, trying to remember, but I

my god, lan, are you

when she was my bloody

and saw the

bottles and broken furniture

with my

the fiick happened

Ally, my head hurts.What do

want? lan, it's Saturday! It’s the

"Ah shit,"I muttered.

"I forgot about that,"

Saturday already? I didn't

was drinking so much, I

only time I left my apartment was to get food

hadn’t talked to Emma, or talked to anyone

hole, drinking

going on

sighed, reaching for my battered

minutes, I'll get dressed and

I pulled

we should go to a

me ten...actually give me twenty

my hand carelessly and sauntered

good with my

ready

blood, put some bandage on,

watching my

a word, but she

all, she was worried sick.We got to the gallery just in

a limited audience prior to the

this so we could get some feedback before officially showcasing

Things were going great.

working the room like a rock star, and I made

champagne on free flow, and though it wasn't

of people, I was

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

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

are you

are you doing here?"I retorted

me what's going on

left my apartment, I couldn't reach you for

broke it,"I cut

"What?"

it out

you

"Meh,"I shrugged.

going on

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

guess he’s back now,"I

my damned anger

an intermittent explosive disorder when I was

couldn't control myself, I had episodes where

happened the first time when I found out about my dad’s

the trigger that started

a while since then, I was not the same stupid kid I was in high

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

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