Well, where was she?
Elliot had moped around long enough. But everything was just a little too cold at home. He missed Amanda's expirments in cooking. They weren't great, but little surprises he always smiled about, her trying.
He would pace from room to room, thinking what kind of life would be here if she wasn't here. He could hardly stand it. Or was it himself?
Elliot didn't mean to be so angry. But he just was. It was all so hard to swallow. She'd lead him on, hadn't she? Just when would she have brought this up, about the baby? On the kid's 26th birthday. Well, that would have set him off, now wouldn't it?
It hurt that she hadn't been honest. Was she that afraid? Did she think he'd hate her, that much?
He just couldn't hate her. She was like this innocent doll that he really wanted all to himself. He guessed. Funny, how she'd shocked him. And he'd thought of her as someone he didn't want to know before he met her. Especially, when Ellie talked about her in the beginning. Funny, how things changed. Amanda was the one who made him like kids. It was as if she'd given him something he'd always missed. They were friends, but more.
Naturally, no one was home at Kyle's. He stood there in the driveway with his arms crossed. Why hadn't he called? He didn't want to wait, but now she was making him wait. It was getting on his nerves.
Finally he saw her coming in her little car. Really, it was a miracle that thing worked, he thought. Obviously, she needed something new.
She rolled down her window.
"What are you doing here?" She looked at him as if he were crazy. But she didn't give him a chance to answer before she ran over his foot.
He wasn't sure what he said, but he was sure something was broken. More than a toe. perhaps. He let out a holler, and damn, if she didn't back up and run over the second foot. He was beginning to think she just liked seeing him in pain.
His feet were crushed. She helped him to the passenger side. He could hardly speak. A glare was all he could manage as she drove to the emergency room. Maybe he wasn't hurt at all. Just his ego. It was really hard to tell. It was so freaky. But he couldn't stop over-reacting. His feet did hurt.
"Are you trying to kill me?" He finally asked as she almost got them hit on a left turn she took.
"No." She wouldn't even look at him. "Just shut up."
Finally they got to the emergency entrance. She got out to help him in. Some people saw how helpless she looked, a pregnant girl trying to carry a grown man in. She let them take him. He looked back as she went to her car.
"You are coming back, aren't you?" He was in pain as he squinted. He wanted her here with him.