The Young Grey Years: The Words of the Heart {Book Three}

Chapter Eight

Two days had passed, and Christian was up, quietly packing his bags filled with two weeks of clothes. He bumped into something and Amber woke up.

"Christian?" She asked.

"Sorry, honey, I was looking for my Tablet." He murmured.

"On the desk in your study. Why?' She stretched. He looked away.

"I just need it." he left the room. She pulled on a shirt and walked to Elliot's room. He sat up, watching TV.

"Where the fuck is Christian going?" She asked.

"He never told you. Dammit." Elliot stood up. He grabbed Amber's hand and they walked down to Christian. She noticed his Tablet and grabbed it.

"Where the hell is it?" He growled.

"Looking for this?" She held it up.

"Yeah, thank-." he noticed Elliot's glare.

"You promised you'd tell her yesterday." He growled. He grabbed the Tablet and pushed his way out.

"Where the hell are you going?" She asked.

"No where." He growled.

"Christian Grey! Tell me where the fuck you are going!" She raced up to him. She grabbed onto him and he pushed her onto the bed.

"You don't have to worry. I'll be fine." He murmured.

"You might be, but what about me? I'm your fucking wife!" She growled. "Where are you going?" She asked.

"I'm heading up to Seattle for a couple weeks. My parents need some help, and I thought I'd head up and help out." He murmured.

"Then whose supposed to watch the shop?' She asked.

"You and Elliot." He murmured.

"No, you know what, I'm done." She pulled of the rings. "I can't live with a man who can't even tell his wife he's going somewhere." She walked off. She grabbed her keys and got into her truck. Christian raced after her as she pulled out. She sped off into the darkness. She could see Elliot's truck go past her. She pulled along the side of the road, and Elliot did the same. He got out and she rolled down the window. He leaned against the door.

"You don't have to do this, Amber." he murmured. She leaned against the door and sighed.

"We vowed not to keep secrets. And he broke it. What am I supposed to do?" She asked.

"The same." He murmured.

"He'd find out. I can't keep any secrets." She muttered. Elliot brushed her cheek.

"We'll think of something, Amber. Just head home, Christian wants to talk to you." He murmured. They got home and she stood outside her truck. Nazareth's Love Hurts was playing over the radio. He walked over with his bags. She walked to the tailgate and opened it for him. He pushed his bags in and shifted his backpack. He closed the tailgate and grabbed her left hand. He pushed the rings back on her finger.

"I'm so sorry, Amber." He murmured.

"You broke a Vow." She growled.

"I know." He held her. "You can't break them because I can tell when you're hiding something." He murmured.

"Maybe I should put you through the Lie Detector test." She giggled.

"You'd love that, wouldn't you?" He murmured. He kissed her softly. She wrapped her arms around him and he lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him. "Let's do a quick one right here." He murmured.