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“Is this déjà vu?” he asked.
“Sort of feels like it, doesn’t it?” I replied.
While Henry stitched me up, he started to ask questions. “So, why were the two of you over at Ashlyn’s place, but most importantly, what was she doing there? I thought she was in jail.”
“Apparently, she posted bail and they let her out on house arrest,” Peyton said.
He put the final stitch in and kissed me on the head. “All fixed up, again.” He smiled.
Co
Great, I thought to myself. I didn’t want to be alone with him. I knew the biggest of arguments was coming, and I didn’t feel good or strong enough to fight with him. He extended his hand to me and helped me off the table. I turned and looked at Peyton.
“I want you and Henry to come over tonight for di
“NO, Ellery. You need to rest,” Co
“Don’t worry about me. We have some things to discuss.”
“We’ll bring di
Co
The ride home was silent. He didn’t say a word and neither did I. I walked up the stairs and into our bedroom. Mason had texted me earlier, saying that he was at the park with Julia and they’d be back later. I sat on the edge of the bed and waited for Co
“What the hell were you thinking?” he snapped.
“Before I say a word, you are to answer two questions.”
His angry eyes glared at me. “You are in no position to tell me what to do, Ellery.”
“Did you know that Ashlyn was out of jail?” I asked.
Co
As my body shook, I set the glass on the nightstand. “You knew and you didn’t tell me? You lied to me, Co
“And you lied to me, Ellery!” he said with a raised voice. “I told you a hundred times that you were to stay away from her and you didn’t listen. That’s your problem: you never listen. You’re always going off and doing whatever the fuck you want to without any consideration for me or my feelings.”
“She’s going to destroy you, destroy us, and our family. I couldn’t sit back and let her do it.”
Co
“How did you know I was there?” I asked as I got up from the bed.
Once again, he wouldn’t look at me and he turned around. “It doesn’t matter how I knew.”
“Were you having me followed?”
“No.”
Then suddenly, my mind kept going back to the times when he would randomly show up at the places where I was. I remembered when he showed up at FAO Schwarz and he knew exactly what floor I was on and what section Cassidy and I were in. I looked over at my phone, which was lying on the bed.
“You motherfucker! You were keeping tabs on me through my phone?! You were tracking me?!” I yelled.
The air was thick and he didn’t need to say anything, because his silence said it all. I closed my eyes as I felt dizzy, and I needed to lay down on the bed.
“You had no right,” I whispered as a tear streamed down my face.
“You gave me no choice, Ellery. I knew you would do something like this,” he said calmly as he took a few steps closer to the bed.
“I want you to get out of this bedroom and leave me alone. My head hurts and I need some space.”
“I think we both need some space,” he said as he walked out and shut the bedroom door.
Chapter 22 Co
After grabbing the bottle of Motrin from the bathroom cabinet, I walked into the living room and straight to the bar. Shaking two pills into my hand, I popped them in my mouth and chased them down with a glass of scotch.
“Don’t you think it’s a little early to start drinking?” De
“It’s never too early to start drinking. Would you like one?” I asked as I held up my glass.
With a wave of his hand, he politely declined. “Did you and Ellery have it out already?”
“Sort of.” I sighed.
“I told you she was going to find out that you knew Ashlyn was out of jail. Did she find out how you’ve been tracking her?”
“Yes,” I said as I sat down on the couch.
“I warned you, Co
“Like I had a choice. Look at what she did.”
“Exactly! She would’ve done it anyway. So wouldn’t it have been better to tell her from the start? Because if you ask me, the pain she’s feeling now is far worse.”
“Yeah, well, what about me and how I’m feeling, De
“You lied, she lied. You two are perfect for each other. Listen, Co
I got up from the couch, walked over to the bar, and poured another scotch. “Don’t start with that, De
“Damn right I’ll start it. Your wife, the mother of your baby, is upstairs with stitches in her head because of that psycho girl you used to date, and instead of apologizing to her and comforting her, you’re down here, throwing back scotch.”
“And talking to you, may I add,” I said with irritation. “You know Ellery, and you know how she can be. She’s pissed off, and she told me to leave the bedroom because she needed space.”
De
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I yelled as the elevator doors shut.
As I sighed and walked over to the bar to set down my glass, I heard the elevator door open. At first, I thought it was De
“There’s my baby girl.” I smiled when I took her from Mason’s arms. “Did you have fun at the park?”
“We had a fabulous time. She has made the most amazing friends and all the ma
I looked at Mason in confusion. “What?”
“Once a week, I meet the other ma
“She had a little accident earlier, and she’s upstairs lying down.”
“What?!” Mason exclaimed. “What happened?”
“She fell and hit her head and needed a few stitches. She’s okay.”
Mason put his hand over his mouth. “Did she fall here?”
“No. It’s a long story. She’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. She needs to rest.”
“Do you need me to take care of the princess for a while longer?” he asked.
“No. Consider yourself done for the day. Go home and relax.” I smiled.