The Forgotten Past

Chapter 8

After 3 days in hospital I was finally allowed to go home. Thank God. I was so sick of seeing needles and sick people all day long. My head hurt really bad for the most part of the days, but it got better each day. Ava kept me company most of the days. We laughed and played some games which was really nice.
I have not seen Blake ever since he and dad were here talking. Well... it didn't sound much like talking. To me it sounded more like a threat. Dad did come to visit sometimes, but most of the time he was at work which didn't bother me. I did want to ask him why Blake was here and what he said to him, but I just didn't have the courage.
It was like this most of the time when I wanted to ask something serious or something that I found scary. I just couldn't do it and I hated that so much about myself.
Dad gave me my phone and keys back and I don't know how he even got them because I remember them being tossed on the passenger's seat. How he got them, he never told me.

I really wanted to go do something productive after three days of doing absolutely nothing.
At least if you call photographing productive. I definitely do. Of course dad wasn't thrilled about my plan, but that wasn't going to stop me.
The air outside was colder and the leaves on the trees were almost gone. You could feel the winter coming. I wasn't going to stay here long, that was for sure. Walking toward the lake I don't see a lot of people, which I like. Now I can have this place all for myself.
God I wish mom could be here right now with me. She would know what to say to me, so I got the courage to go and speak to my father. I just can't do it without her.
I'm walking along the lake thinking about different things when I spot someone walking in my direction. I look up and see the last thing I had expected: Blake with Eddie.
I stop my step and so does Blake. When Eddie sees me, he runs right toward me. I've have missed this amazing dog. "Eddie come back here.'' Blake's words are cold and give me shivers all over my body. I look up at him and the expression on his face has changed. It has changed in something much darker.
I start walking toward him slowly when he suddenly speaks and his voice is cold and harsh, "no Grace, go home.''
When I hear his words I freeze and my legs don't move a single inch. Why would he say that?
"Blake, what- '' I try to ask but he interrupts me, "Just stay away from me, it's better that way.''
No, no no this person standing right in front of me isn't Blake, it can't be.
"Did my dad say something to you? Is that it?''
He looks at me with his brown eyes which are filled with anger.
"Yes Grace,'' he scowls at me, "I was the one that got you out of that car after the crash and he wasn't even thankful. Geez, that word doesn't even describe it. He was freaking out!
He said that I had to stay away from you otherwise something bad would happen and that- ''
I interrupt him because I cannot hear another word that's coming from his mouth.
He was the one who took me to the hospital. That's why he was there. That's how he knew.
I cannot believe what I hearing.
"And you listened to him?!'' I yell at him because I just cannot keep calm anymore.
"Yes Grace. I listened to him! Too many bad things had happened in my life and I don't want that to happen again. I want to keep the ones I love safe and not take any risks,'' he scowls at me and I can see that his eyes are filled with so much rage.
I swallow hard, unable to speak.
What the hell did dad say to him? Was he seriously threatening him? I can't believe this.
I turn around and almost run from him with my heart racing and my mind spinning.
I got to go back home and find out what dad said.
Blake is yelling back at me but I don't care anymore.
I need to know what happened between them.