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.

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

me, I threw the stupid bottle away and the glass broke into tiny

grabbed another bottle and repeated the process

Rinse and repeat.

everything faded away and all I saw was blackness.I woke up to a loud pounding

too weak to move, so I didn’t wanna

stopped and it was

causing my brain

in there? Open this

screaming

"I'm coming..."

as I staggered

soon 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

"What day is it?"

my eyes, trying

god, lan, are

gasped when she was my bloody and bruised

the room and saw the

bottles and broken furniture

break with my hands, I

happened here?"she sounded

head hurts.What

do I want? lan, it's Saturday!

"Ah shit,"I muttered.

"I forgot about that,"

Saturday already? I didn't

so much, I didn’t keep

time I left my apartment was

Emma, or talked to anyone

black hole, drinking myself into oblivion every chance

on

reaching for my battered up

ten minutes, I'll get dressed and

and I

we should go to

give me ten...actually

carelessly and sauntered

good with my

got ready

on,

watching my

didn’t say a word, but she didn't

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

to a limited audience prior to the

feedback before officially showcasing the gallery to

Things were going great.

I made

on free flow, and though it wasn't my favorite alcohol of choice, it was better than

talking to a bunch of people, I was

of champagne from the open bar and sauntered towards the

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

you doing

doing here?"I retorted playfully and she just

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

reach you for

broken.I broke it,"I cut her

"What?"

out the

did you

"Meh,"I shrugged.

what's going on

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

guess he’s back now,"I

and my

diagnosed with an intermittent explosive disorder when I

myself, I had episodes where I

first time when I found out about my dad’s

the trigger that started

while since then, I was not the same stupid kid I

I was better.I hadn't had an episode in

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