Addie was pinned, or maybe it was whatever she’d landed on, but her shoulder was throbbing. She fumbled at her hip for her phone. Her arm screaming in objection, she lifted it up. She couldn’t get her arm to move right, though, so she had to lift her head and squint.
She tried to jab Favorites and call Eric, but when she saw Toni’s name, she called her instead.
Chapter 46Toni
“Toni?” Addie’s voice sounded wrong, and it felt like a punch to the heart.
“Are you okay?”
“Not really.” Addie made a strange noise. “I’m at the studio, and there’s a sofa on me.”
“Awhat?”
“Sofa. And my arm feels funny,” Addie continued. “I need help, Toni. Can you send someone here to move the sofa? I can’t get up, and it hurts.”
Toni stood up, pacing like there was a solution that didn’t include hanging up on Addie. The best she could think was a conference call. “I don’t know if I’m going to do this right. Let me try to call Marcela.”
“Don’t hang up!”
“I’m not planning on it,” Toni swore. “I’m going to try a conference call. Add her to the call.” She looked at her phone and jabbedADD CALL. She tapped Marcela’s name, and in short order, she had her on the phone, too.
“Addie’s at the studio and hurt.”
“What?Where?” Marcela sounded like she was in her car.
“I’m pinned under the sofa. Philip flipped it, dropped… liquoron me, and my arm feels funny,” Addie said in a burst. Then she gasped. “I thought… I thought he was going to… I don’t know. I backed up and—”
“Let me call security. I’ll be right there, but there’s security on site.” Marcela disconnected.
“Are you still there?” Addie asked.
“I am. Let me get a flight out, and I’ll be there,” Toni started.
But Addie cried louder. “I don’t want you here. I don’t want to see you.”
“Addie…” Toni didn’t want to upset her, but she sure as hell wasn’t going to stay away when Addie was hurt. “Listen.”
“No.” Addie sniffled. “Someone’s coming. I hope it’s not Philip.”
Toni’s stomach twisted at the thought of Philip hurting her again. This was Toni’s fault, insisting he be fired. He wasn’t to know until Addie was gone for Thanksgiving. “Who’s there? Is it him?”
“They’re here. Security.” Addie made a whimpering noise. “I’m going to go shower and maybe get a sling for my arm. Just… thank you for sending help. Stay away, please, Toni. My heart already hurts too much even hearing your voice.”
Then she hung up, and Toni was left staring at her phone in shock.She’s safe now. She said so.But she was hurt. That homophobic jerk had hurt Addie. Toni’s fist curled into a ball, and she realized she was shaking.
Addie was injured, and of all the people she could call, she picked Toni.
And then she said not to come.
Toni wasn’t even sure whom she could call for updates. Marcela was driving, and Toni didn’t have Addie’s roommate’s number. Or her parents’. Or her…
What about her manager?
Before the thought was fully processed, she called Emily. “I need Addie’s manager’s number. She’s injured, and I need to know what’s happening.”
“Call Addie then.”
“She won’t talk to me, Em. It’s been a month. I have been trying to talk to her every damn day,” Toni blurted out.
