Roots Before Branches by Abigail Tyrrell

Author:Abigail Tyrrell [Tyrrell, Abigail]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Roots and Branches Publishing
Published: 2020-05-16T04:00:00+00:00

FLIGHT

After what happened at college I didn’t leave the house. aunt Hildie had called a doctor who had said that I did have a broken rib and that all I could do was rest. My side bruised horribly and it hurt to move or even lay down. I had asked repeatedly if I could sit outside while I recovered so I could speak with Andre and Ezra but Monsieur Bardet was completely against the idea and I was confined to my bedroom. Hildie had informed my father of what happened and he had been dealing with the college and was adamant that I would not be returning for the rest of the term. I was pleased, I didn’t want to be anywhere near Henry. It also meant that my family had decided to come and visit a lot sooner than originally planned, dad being incredibly worried about me, especially as I was not giving any details away about what had happened. I wasn’t sure if he was more worried about the attack or the effect it was going to have on my mental health. Hildie was making sure to get my tablets in me though, even if it meant her sitting by my side and watching me swallow them.

After a week of being in basic isolation Ezra finally climbed the trellis again one night to be with me. I had been keeping the balcony door open each night while it was warm enough in case he did come, and until he did each night I felt saddened that he hadn’t. It was the biggest relief when I finally heard him come through the door and he sat himself down on the edge of my bed and gently stroked my hair.

“Charlie…” he whispered softly to me, “who did this to you?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“It does to me.”

“It shouldn’t do,” I said and shook my head slightly. “All that matters is that you’re here.”

“Andre said you have a broken rib. Does it not hurt to lay down?” he asked.

“It does,” I nodded, “but I can’t sleep in the chair any more it is giving me back ache.”

“I wish I could stay here and look after you,” he said regretfully.

“I wish you could too. But…my dad is coming next week, he will make sure we get to spend time together.”

“Okay,” he sighed, “I wish you would tell me what happened Charlie.”

“Someone just really doesn’t like me,” I said and he gently brought his fingers to my cheek that was badly bruised.

“I would have never let anyone hurt you if I was there.”

“I know.”

“I’ve brought you something,” he said and moved a bit to get something out of his pocket. It was a small wooden box and he opened it to show me a thin silver ring.

“Ezra. You better not be proposing to me right now,” I said seriously, feeling like he would have been doing it out of sympathy.

“No. It’s not an engagement ring,” he smiled softly, “it’s a promise ring though. Not even

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