“Lay off, Connor. The two of you can talk about it later. The most important thing is that we get her head looked at,” Denny said.
Connor turned away and looked out the window. I reached for his hand, but he pulled away. The last time he was this mad at me was back in Michigan when he found out about the cancer. Denny pulled up to the emergency entrance, and Peyton was waiting for me with a wheelchair. I opened the door myself and started to get out. Connor came around and grabbed my arm. I jerked away from him.
“Don’t touch me,” I snapped as I sat down in the chair.
Peyton looked at him and then at me. She wheeled me to the registration desk and the nurse took me back into a room right away. She took the cloth from my head and looked at me.
“Dr. Henry can fix that up for you.” She smiled as she patted my hand.
After she walked out of the room, Connor stood at the side of the table. I couldn’t stop thinking about how he and Denny knew that I was at Ashlyn’s apartment. It was bothering me on a whole new level. As I was about to ask the dreaded question that I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer to, Henry strolled into the room. He stood in the entrance with a smirk on his face.
“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.
Connor didn’t say a word. He just kept staring at me with a look of disappointment and anger. “Peyton, I’ll drive you home and Connor can take Ellery home in the Range Rover,” Denny said.
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 dinner.”
“NO, Ellery. You need to rest,” Connor said.
“Don’t worry about me. We have some things to discuss.”
“We’ll bring dinner. So don’t worry about anything,” Peyton said as she walked over and hugged me.
Connor pulled the Range Rover up to the entrance and sat there. I thought he would’ve gotten out and opened the door, but he didn’t. He was being a complete asshole, and I didn’t appreciate it. My heart started beating faster when I climbed in and shut the door as he took off out of the hospital parking lot and drove us home.
***
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 Connor to come and start yelling at me. He walked into the room and handed me a white pill and a glass of water.
“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.
Connor ran his hands through his hair and took in a sharp breath as he turned away and walked across the room. “Yes, I fucking knew!”
As my body shook, I set the glass on the nightstand. “You knew and you didn’t tell me? You lied to me, Connor.”
“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.”
Connor became enraged as he stepped closer to me and pointed his finger in my face. “I told you that I wouldn’t let her do that, yet you didn’t believe me and had to take matters into your own hands. You could’ve been killed. She’s crazy like that!”
“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.