Forever You by Lynn, Sandi (autobiographies to read .txt) 📗

over and over. I was blinded by rage when Ellery confirmed she has cancer

and that she’s not seeking treatment for it. I know I said some pretty mean things, but I’m so angry, and

I feel betrayed. I wondered if she was ever going to tell me that she’s sick. I knew something was off

with her from the start, but I never dreamed her cancer came back. I turned my phone off. I didn’t

want to talk to anyone or hear anything. I was trying so hard to hold it together because the last thing I

needed was to fall apart. I couldn’t stop thinking about her sitting on the floor and the look on her face

when I yelled at her. I couldn’t stop thinking about the fear in her eyes right before Kyle told me.

She’s alone, but there was no way I could stay there with her. What she did to me was so fucking

hurtful. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to forgive her. Tears started to fall down my face as I was

driving down the road. I glanced over and saw a field to the right. I pulled over to the side of the

road, got out of the Range Rover, and started running towards the field. I felt a few raindrops hit my

face. I ran until I couldn’t run anymore. I stopped in the middle of the field and screamed. The hurt

and betrayal I felt was unreal; something I’ve never experienced before. The sky opened up, and the

rain came pouring down upon me as I dropped to my knees and sobbed. My heart physically ached,

and my chest felt like it had been punched. I felt like my life had just been ripped away from me.

I got up from the ground and headed back to the Range Rover. I was soaked, cold, and I needed to

change into some dry clothes. I opened the back, grabbed my bag, and threw it on the front seat. I

climbed in the back seat and changed out of my wet clothes. I had a towel in my bag that I used to dry

off my body and hair. After I put on some dry clothes, I climbed in the driver’s seat and took in a deep

breath. I needed to call Peyton to tell her what happened and find out if she knew Ellery was sick. I

called my associate, Scott, and had him get Peyton’s number. As soon as he called me back with it, I

dialed her number as I pulled onto the road.

“Hello,” Peyton answered.

“Peyton, its Connor Black, and I need to talk to you.”

“Connor, is everything ok? Is Elle ok?” she asked in a panicked tone.

“I have a question for you, and I want you to be honest with me, please.”

“Connor, you’re kind of scaring me here. What the fuck is going on?”

“Did you know that Ellery’s cancer came back?” There was silence on the other end.

“No, Connor, I didn’t know that. She never said a word to me about it.”

I could tell Peyton was telling the truth, and I hated that I was the one to tell her, but I needed her to

be there for Ellery, so I had to explain what happened.

“Kyle came to the hotel room in Michigan and told me that Ellery’s cancer is back. He also said

that she’s refusing to get treatment, and that’s why he left her, because he couldn’t sit there and watch

her die.”

“What a fucking douchebag,” she said. “And what do you mean she isn’t getting treatment?”

“She won’t get treatments, because she said she can’t go through it again. Peyton, I said some

horrible things to her, and I left her. I booked a flight back to Michigan for her, and I left her alone in

the hotel room. I’m having my driver pick her up from the airport and drive her home. She’s going to

need you when she gets there. I need you to be with her and make sure she’s ok and safe.”

“Connor, are you ok?” she asked.

“I don’t know, Peyton. I feel all fucked up inside, and I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to forgive

her for keeping this from me.”

“You’re hurt and upset right now; I get that, but if you love her like I think you do, that’s what will

get you through this.”

“I have to go, Peyton. Please just be there for Ellery.”

“I will, Connor. Don’t worry about her; I’ve got this.”

I hung up and continued driving. My head was pounding and the sting of tears still clouded my eyes.

My head was a clusterfuck with everything that had happened. How could I be the happiest person

alive a day ago, but the most miserable person alive today? I drove straight through to New York. The

only stop I made was to get gas.

When I finally made it home, I stepped off the elevator and into the darkness of my penthouse. It felt

lonely because the last time I was here, Ellery was too. I threw my keys on the table in the hallway

and walked over to the bar. I grabbed the bottle of scotch, a glass, and walked upstairs to my room. I

threw back my glass and downed the first shot. I needed the alcohol to stop the pain. I got up from the

bed