Ava heard the front door slam shortly after and the car gassing up violently. She wondered where he was going, but she couldn't keep him on a leash 24/7.

She had to admit that she was disappointed. One thing was a fast fuck to get the tensions between them released, but they way he had treated her in Venezuela, like they were in a relationship and then just nothing, that was kind of cold.

Ava was second guessing her own feelings. She liked him, especially when he was sweet, passionate and honest, but she was holding herself back, because the next moment he was moody and impossible, and she didn't want to set herself up to be hurt.

When it started getting dark she began to worry. It had been to many hours without contact, and she feared he might be getting himself into trouble again.

At last she gave up and called him, even though it kind of made her feel like a controlling girlfriend.

It rang several times and she was just about to hang up when he answered. "What do you want Ava ? I thought you didn't care about me".

"Tom it is my job to make sure you don't get yourself in trouble and right now I don't know what you are doing or where you are". She sighed. It was obvious he had been drinking.

He laughed, but it wasn't a happy laugh. "Oh yes your job, then I get it. I thought you might be worried about me, but no it is just your job. Was the weekend just your job too ? Oh no that was exactly what you shouldn't do right ?"

What the fuck, she thought. He was the one saying it was nothing. What was he getting his knickers in a twist about, that she didn't started begging or what ?

"Tom stop that, I heard you talk to Ben. I heard you say you were done running after me. Fine, good thing you got it out of your system, but don't be angry with me". She said annoyed.

He sighed. "And let me guess, that was when you left right ? If you have to fucking eavesdrop on my private conversation, could you please be so kind as to hear the whole thing ?"

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I was looking for you and didn't want to interrupt". She said.

It suddenly dawned on Ava that she heard cars in the background. "Tom what are you doing ? Please tell that you are not driving right now ?"

"Uhh do you believe me if I say no ? Okay okay I am on my way home". His voice gave away that he knew he was in trouble.

Ava flew up from the bed. "Tom for God's sake, what on earth were you thinking ? You have been drinking, pull over right this instance and then tell me where you are so I can pick you up".

"I am perfectly capable of.. Oh shit..". He sounded scared, then there were a thumb and the line went dead.

Oh no no please call back and say you accidentally hung up. Please let him be okay. Ava looked at her phone in panic. She called him but there were no answer. She called ten times, it rang but he didn't pick it up and she started to panic.

She turned on the tv and scanned the news sides on the net, to see if there had been any accidents and she constantly feared seeing images of a smashed jag.

She should probably have called Luke or Eric, but she was in to much of a panic. The only thing on her mind was if he was okay.

She was pacing the house, calling, checking the news and once in a while sitting down sobbing in fear. It was unbearable, where was he ? What had happened ?

Ava was sitting with her face in her hands, why had she let him leave ? She would never forgive herself if he was hurt.

When she after almost two hours was on the verge of a total breakdown, her phone rang and she grabbed it hoping to see his name on the screen, but it was an unknown caller.

She stared at it, did she dare pick it up ? She feared what the person on the other end would tell her.