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 bitch? Staggering to the kitchen, 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 and

grabbed another bottle and

Rinse and repeat.

faded away and all I saw was blackness.I woke

to move, so I didn’t

the pounding never stopped and it was

sound was piercing through my ears, causing my brain

there? Open this

was screaming her

"I'm coming..."

I

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

"What day is it?"

squinted my eyes, trying

god, lan, are

she was my bloody and

looked around the room and saw the

and broken

break with my hands, I

fiick happened here?"she sounded

yelling Ally, my head hurts.What

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

"Ah shit,"I muttered.

"I forgot about that,"

was Saturday already? I didn't

so much, I didn’t keep track of

only time I left my apartment was to get

hadn’t talked to Emma, or talked to

black hole, drinking myself into

on here?

sighed, reaching for my battered up

good.Give me ten minutes,

said and I

should go to a hospital?"she asked

ten...actually give me

my hand carelessly and

good with

got ready

blood, put some bandage on, washed my face,

watching

a word, but she

sick.We got to the gallery

a limited audience prior

feedback before officially showcasing the

Things were going great.

made contacts

wasn't my favorite

a bunch of people, I was feeling tired

picked up a bottle of champagne from the open bar and sauntered towards the back office

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

you

are you doing here?"I

me what's going on with you?"she asked

couldn't reach you for days.Your phone

broken.I broke it,"I cut her

"What?"

it out the

did you do

"Meh,"I shrugged.

going on

broken bottles? The broken furniture? I

he’s

my damned

diagnosed with an intermittent explosive disorder

became that guy when I couldn't control myself, I had episodes where I reacted in violent, angry

the first time when I found

the trigger that started

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

an episode in years.But now, it was coming back to

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