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Afraid that I’ll break down and give in, I leave my room and drop on the sofa in the living room. Sleep escapes me for the rest of the night, and before the house wakes up, I make my way back to my room with a heavy heart.
Felicity isn’t there, which means at some point during the night she went back to her brother’s room.
I go through my shower and the goodbyes with my family, hoping that Felicity will appear. She doesn’t.
Leaving the farmhouse once Mateo arrives to give me a lift to the airport, I freeze when I’m about to climb into his truck. “Give me a minute.”
Running back into the house, I head straight for Blake’s room, and knocking, I enter. Blake is showered and in his chair but there’s no sign of Felicity. “Where is she?”
“She’s my sister. No matter how much you’ve helped me, my first loyalty is to her.” He turns away. “She doesn’t want to see you.”
“I can’t leave without seeing her.”
“You don’t have much choice.”
Closing my eyes and clenching my fists together, I realize that I really don’t have much choice. “Tell her this between us, isn’t over. It will never be over, because she’s mine and I love her.”
With those words spoken, I walk away, and feel like there is a large piece of lead lodged inside my stomach.
28
Felicity
“Violet’s late,” I say to my brother, who is hiding out in his room. “She’s never late.”
“She isn’t coming.”
My eyes snap to Blake’s. “What?” I question. “What did you do?”
He smirks. “I told her not to come back until I called her.”
Exasperated, I stand facing him with my hands on my hips. “Why the hell would you do that?”
“Because I’m going to refuse physical therapy until you get your ass on a plane to New York.” He folds his arms and gives me a smug look. “He loves you, and you love him. These past two weeks he’s been gone, you’ve been acting even more stubborn than me. That isn’t you. He did what he thought would make you happy, which was leaving you here. You know good and well that you’d have been miserable in New York.”
“Like hell I would have,” I counter. “As long as I would have been with Kasey then I’d have been happy. He’d have come home to me every night, and even if he were exhausted, at least we’d have been together. But no, he didn’t give me a choice.”
“Is that why you won’t talk to him or answer his messages?”
“If he wants to talk to me, then he knows exactly where I am, although,” I bite my lip, wondering how Blake will take the next bit of news, “I’ve found somewhere in town for us to move to.”
Blake blinks a few times. “I get it,” he pauses trying to find the right words, “but are you sure?”
Tears threaten as I sit on the edge of his bed. I’m not sure about anything other than I don’t want to stay here with Kasey’s family when I don’t even know whether or not we still have a future. Blake told me what Kasey said when he was leaving, but when he isn’t here with me, it feels like a lifetime has passed since we were together. Not a day has gone by that I haven’t thought about him and I miss him terribly.
I just don’t know how we are supposed to move forward when he lives in New York and refuses to have me with him. He’s right that I don’t like the city, and yes I hate New York because there are too many people and I’m uneasy when everyone is pushing and shoving and dodging out of the way of others.
“Yes. I just have to figure out a way of moving us.”
“Do they know?” Blake indicates out of his room with his head.
I shake mine. “Not yet. I wanted to tell you first.”
“I think you need to talk to Kasey first. He doesn’t want you to leave.”
Closing my eyes to hide the pain, I say, “Kasey is the one who left first.”
Swiping at a tear, I grab one of the large bags that we used for our clothing when we flew out here, and start tossing my clothes inside, along with Blake’s. He watches me with a puzzled look on his face but stays quiet.
