Page 142 of Come Back to Me

“Police are two minutes out. Ambulance is barely a minute out from where you are. You’re all going to be okay. I promise.”

“T-thank you.” I hang up the phone, tapping on Noah’s name.

I hear ruffling sounds on the other line. “Violet, what’s going on?” he asks, sensing my worry because I don’t ever call him like this.

“I-it’s Grayson. Blake found out about us, and he p-punched him so many times that he knocked him out. H-he won’t wake up.”

“Your brother is in for a world of hurt when I get my hands on him. I’m coming right now. I’ll tell Xander to meet us at the hospital.”

The line goes down, which tells me that Noah hung up.

Now, the waiting game for thecalvary commences.

The ambulance is parked in front of our house, along with several Sunset Cove police cars with their sirens going off in silence and lighting up the night sky.

Noah pulls up behind one of the police cars down the street.

I’m an emotional wreck. I’m shocked that I can stand up because my legs feel weak.

“Violet.” He hugs me tightly.

“Th-this is all m-my fault.”

“You can’t blame yourself for this. This is your brother’s fault. Where is that piece of shit anyways?”

Taking a minute to stop myself from sobbing, I focus on my breathing until I can talk like a human being. “In the back of the Sheriff’s car, cuffed and ready to be taken in for questioning.”

“I hope he gets thrown into a prison cell for a long time.”

“If my mother has her way, he’ll get off without any consequences. He’s gotten out of so much stuff because of her, and it makes me so angry.”

“Maybe this time, he won’t be so lucky.”

“Don’t hold your breath.”

We watch as Grayson is loaded into the ambulance. The doors slam shut and the EMTs get into the vehicle, speeding off to the hospital.

“You can ride with me,” Noah says.

“I’m going to take Grayson’s truck there.”

“Are you sure you’re okay to drive right now?”

“I’ll be fine.”

“Well, willyou follow me to the hospital?”

I nod.

“Alright, let’s go.” He runs over to his car.

I sprint back inside the house to get Grayson’s keys, which are on my nightstand in my bedroom. Looking down at the hardwood floor, I see a drop of blood and run like hell out of there.

When I secure my seatbelt, I turn the engine on.

I’ve never driven his truck before because he always drove. It’s not that he didn’t let me drive, he liked driving me around. I never asked him why because it’s not something I needed to know the answer to.

I follow Noah to Sunset Cove Hospital like he told me to. He wants to make sure I’m okay, and I appreciate that.