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

my eye, I saw a small smile

escape her lips.

“Why are you doing this?” I asked as I turned and looked at her.

“Because I can lay here and no one will know I’m crying,” she said, looking up at the sky.

I felt a pain in my heart when she said that. She was out here, in the pouring rain, to mask the tears

that plagued her face. She was trying to put on a brave front, but I knew she was torn apart inside. I

reached over and put my hand on top of hers. She didn’t look at me. We just laid there, staring up at

the sky without saying a word. We didn’t need words. Holding her hand was all the both of us

needed. After a while, Ellery sat up on her elbows and said she was cold and ready to go. We stood

up. I grabbed the rain soaked blanket and opened the umbrella as we started to head out of Central

Park. All of a sudden, Ellery turned the other way and started to vomit in some nearby bushes. I stood

behind her until she was finished. I handed her the corner of the blanket so she could wipe her mouth.

I asked her to hold the umbrella as I picked her up in my arms and carried her to the Range Rover. We

arrived back at the penthouse, but she still wasn’t feeling well, so I carried her to the bedroom. She

told me she was going to take a bath and then lay down for a while. I took a quick shower to warm up

and changed into some dry clothes. I went downstairs to talk to Claire and Denny.

“I hope you weren’t too hard on her, Connor,” Denny said.

“I can’t even explain how I felt when I saw her laying in the middle of Central Park in the pouring

rain. I wasn’t hard on her at all. She just wanted to be alone for a while,” I said as I sat down at the

table for dinner.

Denny left to go home for the night, and Claire was cleaning the kitchen when my cell phone rang,

and a familiar number appeared.

“Hello, Connor Black here.”

“Connor, Peyton here,” she laughed.

“Hey, Peyton, what’s up?” I asked as I rolled my eyes.

“I don’t want you to worry, but I haven’t been able to get a hold of Ellery for two days. Do you

know anything?”

“Ellery started her chemotherapy treatment yesterday morning, and she’s staying with me.”

“WHAT?!” she screamed into the phone. “She didn’t tell me anything about starting her chemo

treatments so soon. Why the fuck didn’t you tell me, and are the two of you back together or

something?”

“I’m helping Ellery out as a friend. She doesn’t have anyone else,” I said.

“Excuse me, Connor, but I didn’t know Ellery was starting her treatment yesterday. I never would

have left if I’d known.”

“I’m sorry she didn’t tell you, but she probably didn’t want to ruin your vacation with Henry.”

“Well, sit tight, Connor Black, because I’m coming straight from the airport and kicking your ass.

You should have called me and told me. Put her on the phone so I can speak to her.”

“Peyton, she’s sleeping right now, and I don’t want to wake her up. She needs her rest.”

“Fine, tell her to call me tomorrow. I was supposed to be coming back tonight, but my flight was

cancelled, so I’ll be there tomorrow afternoon.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Peyton. Have a safe flight,” I said.

I hung up the phone and heard noises coming from upstairs. I stepped out of my office and stood

next to the staircase as I thought I was hearing things. It sounded like whimpering. At that moment, I

realized it was Ellery. I ran up the stairs, skipping one step in between, and as I reached the top, I

saw Ellery lying on the floor, curled up in a ball, and shaking.

“Ellery, my god, what’s wrong?” I said as I knelt down beside her.

“Don’t touch me; it hurts,” she cried as she put her hand up to me.

I didn’t know what to do. Seeing her lying there like that, crying and in so much pain, was killing

me. I felt helpless. I yelled for Claire and told her to call the nurse to get her over here immediately.

Ellery then told me to pick her up and get it over with. I asked her if she was sure, and she nodded her

head. I was so afraid to touch her; I didn’t want to hurt her. I stood up and bent over, picking her up

slowly from the floor. I flinched as she screamed when I picked her up. I carried her back to the

bedroom and gently laid her down.

“The nurse will be here soon; she’ll help you,” I said as I gently brushed the hair away from her

face.

She looked at me and cried. “I’m so sorry, Connor. I never wanted you to see me like this.”

At that moment, when she said those words, it finally hit me why she didn’t tell me about her

illness, and why she’s been so angry towards me. She knew what was going to happen, and she didn’t

want me seeing her like this. She was trying to protect me and spare me the pain of having to go

through it with her. I knelt down beside