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Her hands fumble with her keys before she finally unlocks the door. When she pushes through, she stumbles again, hitting the hardwood floor on her knees.
Her security alarm is blaring, so I quickly cross the room, punching in the code I’m not supposed to know before the alarm can sound.
I’m back at her side in an instant, reaching down to help her when she pushes away from me. “I’m fine.”
“Rosie, let me hel…”
“No,” she snaps. Her hands travel down, removing her heels before they're sailing across the living room, knocking over a lamp in the process. “Leave me alone, Greyson.”
“I’m just making sure you get in safely.”
“Ha!” She staggers up to her feet. “Just being the obedient best friend, huh?”
Here we go.
“Poor Tilly can’t handle herself. Poor Tilly needs someone to talk to. Poor Tilly is so rebellious. Poor Tilly is going to end up marrying into a miserable family…” she shakes her head and brushes past me. “I don’t need anyone!” She shouts. “I don’t need you. I don’t need you pretending to give a shit about me. You left!” Her voice is rising with each word that slips past her lips.
“Till…” I start.
“You. Left. Me.” Her voice cracks.
I can see the tears as I move towards her.
“Don’t come any closer.” Her hands fly up.
Fuck. I did this to her.
“You’re drunk. We aren’t doing this now.” I take a step to her.
Mascara filled tears roll down her face, then her hand flies to her mouth. Her eyes widen just as she darts to the bathroom off the living room.
My eyes close when I hear the toilet lid flip up and she starts to vomit.
With guilt and remorse riddling my bones, I step into the half bath, grabbing a washcloth in the cabinet before I’m running it under the water. She heaves again and I pull her hair away from her face, dropping the washcloth on the back of her neck.
My palm rubs soft circles on her back, and all I want to do is take care of her. Wrap her up in my arms and apologize over and over for being gone. Apologize for making her think I didn’t care. That I didn’t love her.
When her head rests against her forearm, she groans.
“You done?” I ask.
Her eyes are closed, but she shakes her head yes. I could tell the fight had left her, so I pick her up and carry her upstairs. I remove her hearing aids, placing them on her charger, then put her to bed.
I wasn’t leaving. I sat next to her, watching every breath she took. Wondering how the hell I can make things right. Make her see that it’s always been her.
Chapter 24
Tilly
My eyes blink open, followed by a pounding sensation behind my eye sockets.
Geez.
I roll over, pressing my face into my pillow as I try to remember exactly how many shots I took last night.
The dinner.
Blaine.
