Chapter 166: Upper East Side
Thursday, January 12th, Night
The internal line rang, once, then twice, it was the third time, that woke her up. Getting out of bed, she wandered down the hallway half in a daze. She stopped by one room and peeked in on her son. In the background, the phone started ringing again. Finally, she arrived in the open concept living room and grabbed the phone.
"Hello," Trinity "Trin," Adams said, on the phone, "Whoa! Whoa! Slow down; I'm just waking up… Okay, yeah, want me to start coffee? Something stronger, I can see what I have. Okay, I'll buzz you in." After pressing a few buttons, she looked over the room.
Shaking her head, Trin returned to her bedroom and got her short silk robe. That was just in case Wyatt got up. She didn't need to scare him with what she wore to bed, not that it was revealing, things needed to be covered. Next, Trin went to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee, from the sounds of it she was going to need it. Finally, she dug through her special cabinet to find a bottle, which she put on the breakfast bar.
That was when she heard the knock on the door. It was a muffled knock because it was late at night, or was it early in the morning. Trin went to the door and looked through the peephole. Backing away, she unlocked the door and opened it, and the sight she saw was more shocking than how she looked through the peephole.
Ellie stood before her, dressed for the night on the town. Her blonde hair was loose and messed up; her eye makeup was running from her eyes, which were puffy from crying. In short, Ellie looked like a hot mess in her vintage, as in real vintage, not new production vintage, leather moto jacket.
Trin just held her arms wide and let Ellie step into them. Ellie was slightly taller than Trin, and the heels Ellie wore didn't help the height difference. Still, it didn't matter as Ellie buried her face into Trin's shoulder and cried.
"We can't stand in the door all night, or morning, people will talk," Trin said.
Ellie murmured something. Trin just shook her head. "Come inside, I just put on a pot of bourbon," Trin said.
Ellie nodded, and Trin leads her in. Once the door closed, Ellie slipped off her moto jacket and hung it on the back of the nearest stool. Trin noted Ellie was wearing a halter neck sleeveless backless bodysuit, with her leather mini-skirt.
Trin shook her head, sighed, and walked into the kitchenette. Taking two ceramic mugs out of the cabinet, Trin poured coffee into one, and an amber liquid into both. She pushed the liquor only mug to Ellie.
"Thanks," Ellie murmured.
"Okay, we have our beverages, are you ready to spill?" Trin asked.
"No, foreplay?" Ellie asked, trying to make a weak attempt at humor.
"I'm like your cousin, right into it," Trin said.
"EWW, I didn't need to hear that," Ellie said.
"Ellie, we've known each other how long? So, don't bullshit me and tell Mother Confessor all your sins," Trin said.
"You know Ainsley?" Ellie asked.
"That crazy girl from Port Washington?" Trin asked.
"She's a year younger than us," Ellie said.
"She still acts like a child," Trin said, "At twenty-eight, you shouldn't be worried about the latest club or hook up." Trin sighed, "So, what did Miss Port Washington do?"
"Well, remember last week when we helped Fallon with her date?" Ellie asked.
"Yes," Trin said, not drawing a connection.
"After I saw Fallon off, I went out with my friends," Ellie said.
"You mean the prototypes for Gossip Girl," Trin said.
"You were part of that set," Ellie pointed out.
"No, my older sisters were, I was brought to Tree Hill before I could join it," Trin said.
"So, anyway we had a great night, and Ainsley came home with me, sometimes she would crash at my place, well before I could open the door, Ainsley kissed me," Ellie said.
"So, I kiss you all the time," Trin said.
"Not on the cheek, like, well how you use to kiss my cousin," Ellie said with a shudder.
"So, you kissed a girl and didn't like it," Trin said.
"Hun?" Ellie asked.
"So, I take it, you didn't take the plunge," Trin said.
Ellie shook her head, "No," she said, and took a sip from her mug, "Not with Ainsley."
Trin looked at her, "I thought you were an equal opportunity game player," she said.
"I'm open to whoever strikes my interest," Ellie said, trying to be cavalier.
"I take it that she didn't strike your interest," Trin said, deflating Ellie's attitude.
"No, not Ainsley, she's fun to hang out with, and party with, but," Ellie shook her head, stopped, and to another sip from her mug, "I don't know if I want more with her."
"So, there is a possibility?" Trin asked.
"I don't know," Ellie said.
"So, how did you handle this kiss?" Trin asked.
"I told her I wasn't sure," Ellie said, took another sip from her mug, "And I needed some time and space to think about it."
Trin nodded, "Did she give you space?" Trin asked.
"No, she kept calling and texting me. Before you ask, I did tell her to give me space," Ellie said.
"I take it that's why you changed how you dressed this week," Trin said.
Ellie nodded, "Yeah, and you weren't the only one to noticed," she said.
"You went out with the rest of the GG crowd," Trin said.
"Yeah, I went out to a wine bar with two of them, and tonight; last night," Ellie said, checking the time, "They invited me out tonight, and Ainsley showed up."
"You had it out with her, didn't you," Trin stated.
"Yes, it was dark, Trin," Ellie said, "Very dark, I don't ever remember that coming from me."
"Your temper?" Trin asked.
Ellie nodded, "I never felt that much anger or darkness well up inside me," she said.
"Well, what do we do now?" Trin asked.
"I don't want to go to the brownstone tonight," Ellie said.
"Why?" Trin asked.
"She knows where I lived, and I don't want to face her," Ellie said.
Trin nodded, "Well, go to my bathroom and shower. Go into my closet, find something to sleep in," she said.
"Thanks, Trin," Ellie said.
"Find some of my old shorts to wear too," Trin said.
Ellie tilted her head, "Why?" she asked.
"From the look of your outfit, you're going commando," Trin said.
"How would you know?" Ellie asked.
"We've known each other how long?" Trin asked.
Ellie shrugged, "Fair enough," she said, "What room?"
"The usual, just don't wake Wyatt up," Ellie said.
"I won't," Ellie said and wandered down the hallway. Trin sighed and cleaned up the mess that they created. Once, she finished cleaning up, and when she heard the shower, Trin returned to her room and claimed her smartphone. With her smartphone, she returned to the kitchenette. She reclaimed her coffee/whiskey mix and pressed a speed dial button.
She sipped from her mug and waited for the person on the other end to pick up. It took a few attempts, but they finally picked up.
"Hey, Jacinth; yes, I know what time it is, and I'm working from home in the morning. Yes, I need a favor, go to the local store and get somethings and invoice them to me. Yes, drop them off at my apartment, after you wash them. I'll send you a list of what will be needed and what sizes. Yes, first thing in the morning, get there as they unlock the door. You'll get the afternoon off, yes, off the books—the instructions on what to do with the email. Just remember Brooke is in town this weekend so that you will need the rest. Thanks, Jacinth," Trin said, on her smartphone and hung up. Next, she typed up a quick email and fired it off.
She finished her drink and put the mug in the sink. Trin took a deep breath and headed down the hall. See peeked inside Wyatt's room to see him still asleep. Next, she looked in on Ellie, who was curled up in bed and seemed to be sleeping. Finally, Trin headed back to bed for more sleep.