We got to the hospital about 10 am. Owen had been moved to the same floor as Emily. The staff at hospital thought it would be on better judgment to hold Emily another night too to just keep an eye on her head injury. Owen was sitting up in bed when we got there. Emily was in his room, in a wheelchair. Kathy stayed the night with her, and wheeled her down here before she left. The doctor came in while we were there. They were going to keep him a few days to make sure all went well with surgery. He really busted up his right leg, and had some internal bleeding. So they need to make sure he is ok, before he gets sent to Spaulding for a few weeks for rehab. But, he was alive and that was all that mattered. While we were there Emily got a call from the Police station. The driver of the other vehicle is 100% at fault. They have surveillance video from the stores at the intersection. He Flew through the stop sign, causing the accident. “We will be calling a Lawyer on Mond
When we woke up it was bright out. Really bright. I looked at the clock and it was almost ten. I shot up in bed, shocked that it was almost ten. I never in my life slept this late, after going to bed so early. We got like 9 uninterrupted hours of straight sleep. “Are you alright babe?” Elliot reaches to bring me back under the blanket. “You are so warm.” he snuggles into my back. “I have never slept like this before. The only time I have ever woken up this late was when I went to bed at 4am in college.” I laughed. “I could get used to sleeping late with you.” He kisses my neck. “You have to get into the office and get back here. So get up, snuggle king and get ready.” I jump up and throw some sweats on and grab my hoodie and my sneakers. “ Can you drop me to the hospital first?” I asked while throwing my hair in a bun on the top of my head. He gets up and starts getting dressed. “Can you just come with me, and then we can go up to the hospital together? It will
Our flight left Logan at six thirty in the morning. I was so nervous, I didn’t sleep at all. I thought I would pass out on the plane, but that didn’t happen. I hadn’t flown in over two years. The last time was when I went on vacation to Florida with Tyler and his family and that was the first time I ever left New England on a plane. So, my nervous system is in full effect. The flight was about seven hours in total. And for all of those hours I thought about our night before. We had a direct flight, which was great. I really don’t like flying, but I knew Elliot needed support so I put my fear aside. Leaving Boston at six in the morning and arriving in San Diego at nine thirty in the morning, is a little crazy when you think about it. It was seven hours later, but really only three. It felt like going back in time. As soon as we got outside he pulled me in for a sweet kiss. I was not expecting that, at all. “I’m not sure I could have held off any longer. I love those l
The next day we ordered room service for breakfast and stayed in bed till after noon. We decided to stay an extra day. So it made the morning that much more relaxing. Around two I decided to go work by the pool for a bit, and Elliot went to get a workout in. Another perfect weather day. After a while I decided to walk to the gift shop in the Hotel. I wanted to bring Em back a little souvenir. Anytime one of us would ever go on vacation we would always bring a magnet or coffee mug back for each other. The farthest was Maine and Vermont. I got her a cute magnet with a Dolphin and the words San Diego on it, and a cute set of coasters. There were also these cute beer and wine openers and I saw a beer mug for Owen. Perfect little house warming gifts. I got the sudden urge to send them a text saying I missed them both. We have a group chat so I sent it there. ME: Hey guys! I miss you. I hope everyone is recovering ok. We have to come back here when you guys are better, t
We are sitting in the airport waiting to board the plane. Elliot is working on some things from his laptop and I am pretending to read a book. But, all I am thinking about is the last couple days. Yes, we decided to stay an extra two days. I finished my work and sent it in, and Elliot had a few zoom meetings he had to jump on, but the last two days were perfect. We ordered room service, barely leaving our room. We swam and had some drinks by the pool before our massage, but we stayed inside most of the time. We talked a lot about the craziness that happened. But relieved in a way. Elliot did confess he wanted to have kids, but obviously in a different situation. He talked a lot about his family, he loves them and I love him for loving them. He reminds me a lot of my dad. My dad is amazing. Really big on family and he taught me “You never go against the family. Loyalty is key.” That means some things you take to the grave. He wants me to meet his family, but in ord
Elliot took a ride to his parents house when we got back to the apartment. He asked if I wanted to go, but I decided tonight was just not the right time to meet them. I was tired, but wired and I just wanted to lounge in my tub for a while. That is exactly what I did. It was almost nine and I needed to just chill, so I lit some candles, put on the playlist Elliot made and turned the lights off. I needed to just decompress. It was magical. A nice romantic bath, alone. I checked my phone when I got out of the shower. I had a couple missed calls from an unknown call, a text from Elliot and two random voicemails. I check my text first. ELIOTT:: Hey just leaving my parents now, heading home. Wanna snuggle? ME: Absolutely, Just took the best bath. Changing your name to Els in my phone. ELS: Don’t take that towel off. I love you, be there soon. I laugh and check my voicemail. It’s just someone breathing heavily for a minute, and then “FUCK YOU BITCH” in the most creepi
The next morning was very uneventful. I worked, alot. Elliot was busy with meetings and I just wanted to crush my next manuscript. This promotion was coming up and I needed to get it. I am determined. If I nailed it, I would get promoted to head editor. I would get a contract that would help me out financially. It would help me pay off my student loans faster and be able to save, maybe get a car. Wait, I am definitely going to get a car. A little after noon Elliot got the call from his lawyer friend. He was going to write up a cease and desist letter to be served to Riley. She will be legally served papers to stop contacting us. If that does not stop her we may have to figure out the next steps. I don’t even want to think of that. I just want to go on living my life without her involvement. Elliot has slept here since we have gotten back from California. We will be on night three tonight. I enjoy it, it works. I know it’s the stage at the beginning of the re
On the ride in he told me how proud he was of me. “Babe. I knew you had this promotion in the bag. Your work ethic alone sold you on it, and you are a kick ass assistant editor. The role has been yours.” He kissed my hand. “I know, I deserve this, I do. But , I can’t help but feel bad for Roger. He is really good too.” Roger was the guy I was up against. We were friends, but I am afraid he won’t want to speak to me when he finds out. “If he was a supportive friend Soph, then he will for sure understand. Wait until Monday and then give him a call.” He smiles at me. “But, for tonight and this weekend, lets just celebrate.” The restaurant was really busy, but this place is always busy. It’s one of the most popular restaurants in Boston. It doesn’t matter if it's Monday night or a Friday, this place is always busy. We got Valet, which I was thankful for. It started to rain on the way in and neither of us brought a coat. From the moment we sat down we were treated with