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.

Staggering to the kitchen, I grabbed whatever alcoholic beverage I had in my arsenal and chugged it

finished the bottle and it didn’t seem to work on me, I

grabbed another bottle and

Rinse and repeat.

I saw was blackness.I woke up to a loud pounding at the

was too weak to move, so I didn’t

never stopped and it was

was piercing through my ears, causing my brain to the brink

in there? Open

was screaming

"I'm coming..."

croaked as I

creaked the door open, Ally barged right in and shouted to my ears, "Hey! I’ve been calling and calling! Don't tell me you forgot about

"What day is it?"

eyes, trying to

god, lan,

she was my bloody and

room and

broken furniture

break with my hands, I

happened here?"she sounded

head hurts.What do you

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

"Ah shit,"I muttered.

"I forgot about that,"

Saturday already? I

so much, I didn’t keep track of

my apartment was to get food

or talked

drinking myself into

going on

sighed, reaching for

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

I pulled my

should go to

me ten...actually give me twenty

my hand carelessly

was good with

got ready within

put some bandage on, washed

watching my every

say a word, but she didn't have

was worried sick.We got to

a limited audience

get some feedback before officially

Things were going great.

star, and I made contacts with some of the greatest art

on free flow, and though it wasn't my

to a bunch of people,

open bar and sauntered towards the back office where there

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

you doing here?"Ally

doing here?"I retorted playfully and

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

you left my apartment, I couldn't reach you

it's broken.I broke

"What?"

out the

did you do that

"Meh,"I shrugged.

what's going on with

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

guess he’s back now,"I

and my

intermittent explosive disorder when I

myself, I had episodes where I reacted in

the first time when I found out about my

the trigger that started

it had been a while since then, I was

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

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