State of Grace
Chapter 25
Chapter 25
When the two cars arrived at Luke’s house, Luke was fast asleep in the bed of his truck. Grace ran up to knock on the door when she saw a note posted on it. The Taylors were staying at the hospital. May had parked Luke’s truck, scribbled a note on it, and was in the front seat of Michael’s car by the time Grace returned.
“They’re not home,” said Grace, “We shouldn’t leave him here alone.”
They drove off towards Grace’s house with Luke’s head in her lap. She cleaned up the blood as best as she could with her sleeve. Her mother did a better job when they got there.
“He might need stitches, girls,” she said, looking up. May and Grace looked terrible. May looked worried and exhausted and Grace’s face was puffy from crying. Michael had carried his friend inside and went to call the Watson’s.
“Grace, did you know you are covered in Luke’s blood?” asked May, disgusted, “I guess that’s true love.”
“Oh shut it. I don’t…not anymore. I mean he is with Ashley still,” replied Grace.
“Probably not after this,” said May, “He ran through a corn field looking to punch whoever was hurting you. Not Ashley, you, Grace. He likes you.”
Grace shook her head, “I’m an idiot. I should have known John was drunk.”
“No,” said May, “I’m the idiot who left you alone with John Holmes. I knew who was drinking and who wasn’t…. and I didn’t warn you.”
The two girls had walked out onto the front porch to wait for May’s parents. May hugged Grace tightly as their car pulled up the drive way. They hurried up the steps and into the kitchen where Luke was passed out.
Fifteen minutes later they walked out with good news. Luke was up and not in that much pain. He had thirteen stitches near his right eye.
“Come on, honey,” said Mr. Watson, “Let’s go home.” Michael had left an hour ago, trying to make it home before curfew. May held both her parents hands and was led to the car like a little girl.
When Grace entered the kitchen, her mother was leaving a message on the Taylor’s voicemail. “Hi, this is Mary Foster. Your boy got in some trouble at the party and he had to get stitches. We got him fixed up alright though. He can stay here in the guest bedroom and we’ll bring him home tomorrow. He’s really fine so you don’t need to worry. I hope Ella is okay,” finished her mother.
Luke was sitting on the counter with his head in his hands when Grace had come into the room. He looked up when Grace’s mom hung up the phone.
“Thanks Mrs. Foster,” he said, as she left the room. His eyes were bloodshot and his face had dried blood all over it. Grace grabbed a wash cloth and ran it under warm water. She gently ran it over his face and he closed his eyes. She washed his face until all the blood was gone. She pulled her hand away but Luke caught her wrist. She looked up from her feet and into his eyes.
“You’re amazing,” he said, “And I’m so sorry. I humiliated you in front of everyone.”
Grace shrugged and patted his hair down. “Luke,” she said and he looked up at her again, “Thanks for saving me, again.” He laughed and leaned his head back against a cabinet.
“I have a lot of damage to fix tomorrow, huh?” he asked.
“Yeah you better get some rest.”
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