PHOEBE GREY

Chapter 72

(Phoebe's pov)

I wake up in the morning to my phone ringing and a splitting headache. I grab my phone and answer it groggily. It is fucking eight in the morning. I'm still my clothes from last night.

"Hello?" I say.

"Phoebe it's me I need a huge favor," it's Ava. She sounds worried. I sit up and rub my head.

"What happened?" I ask slowly standing up.

"I kind of need a ride," oh lord.
"Text me the address I'll be there soon," I say. I change into different clothes. I walk past the mirror and I look like a hot mess. I still have last night's makeup on.

As I walk downstairs my dad is in navy Armani suit getting ready to leave for work. "Hey bubs… you okay?" He asks. He came in checked on me last night I do remember that. I pretended to be asleep.

"Yeah I am just going to get Ava," I say. He looks me up and down.
"Okay, after that why don't you get yourself a coffee and take a shower," he says coming over and kissing my head.

"You flatter me, but I really have to go get her. Have a good day at work," I say and give him a hug then start walking towards Sawyer's office. Dad follows me. Shit.

"Phoebe where is Ava?" He asks. Truth is I have no clue where Ava is I only got texted an address.

"She slept at Brooklyn's and needs a ride home," I say.

"Why can't Elliot get her?" He asks. I am starting to get frustrated because I am worried about Ava.

"I don't know okay, I didn't ask. Please, can I just go get her?" I say. Sawyer leaves the room to go pull the car around.

"Phoebe please don't use that tone of voice with me. Do I need to go with you to get her?" He says calmly but sternly.

"No… look I am sorry I don't feel well. Please, can I just go?" I say exhausted and really not in the mood to fight.

"Go ahead, but please call me when you get her. Or I will call Sawyer," he threatens.

"Okay got it, bye," I say and walk by him. He grabs my arm and pulls me to him giving me a hug.
"You looked like you needed one," he says and kisses my head letting me go. I smile at him then walk out to my car. I plug in the address and this drive seems very familiar, but I can't put my finger on it. Within 10 minutes I am at the brick house. I have been here before and I can't remember why.

Ava runs out of the back in a men's t-shirt that comes down to her mid thigh and by the look of it, she doesn't have any pants on. She gets in the car and she smells like booze and men's cologne.

Jesus, I never thought that I would be doing a pick up like this, this early in my life.

"Whose house is this?" I ask.
"Phillips, don't kill me. Please just drive away," she says keeping her head down. I back out of the driveway and pull away. Sawyer follows me.

Oh my god that is why I know this house. Nathan had to drop off a jersey for basketball here once. Then it all hits me. Nathan carrying me upstairs, Ava pressed against Philip him smirking at me then glaring.

"Ava please tell you guys didn't…" I sigh and rub my head. Just when I thought my headache couldn't get worse.

"Phoebe, he is a really sweet guy, I know you don't think so, but he is. We are going to lunch tomorrow," My heart sinks. What is his motive? He grabbed me and told me when I was done with my boyfriend to come to him. Is this him trying to get back at me? Or maybe he really likes Ava.