A week has gone by. Things have really heated up between Dante and me, but Dante unexpectedly had to go out of town for the weekend. He is due to come back sometime this evening. He said he would call me this morning, but he hasn't, and it's now a little past three in the afternoon. I try not to read too much into it, he had to go get the rest of his belongings, I figure he is busy and not paying close attention to the time.

After putting my laundry away, I decide to go outside and sit on the porch swing wanting to get caught up on my blanket I've been crocheting. I grab my crochet bag and head outside on the porch. I put the hook in the stitch and glance over to my right. I see this young, black hair girl climbing out of Dante's truck. She looks over at me and smile. I stand up and step down on the first step on the porch. Dante then exits his truck and completely ignores me.

"What the hell? Who is that girl he's with?" I make my way down to the bottom step and see them holding hands. I feel my blood begin to boil, my heart begins to race, and my face burning with anger. I force my feet to move in their direction, but I'm stopped dead in my track when he lifts her up wrapping her long tanned legs around his waist. Her hands travel up his tank top and he presses his lips on hers.

"Oh my god, he is seriously kissing her right in front of me. What the fuck kind of asshole does this? The kind I'm stupid to trust, apparently? I whisper. As I turn to stomp my way back up my porch steps, I hear someone behind me.

"Hello, how are you?" His voice asks me infuriating me. I turn and look down to see his smile plastered on his face. I take a deep breath, ball up my fist, and before I can stop myself, my fist makes contact with his jaw. He stumbles back losing his balance and falls flat on his ass.

"Shit, where did you learn to punch like that?" He asks me pissing me off even more.

"You are a cheating, backstabbing, whore man. My god, this was your plan all along, wasn't it? Show some sexual desire to the poor old lady across the street after her husband cheated on her with his secretary. You wanted to just use me for your own sexual perversions. I can't believe I let myself buy into your cruel lies. I actually let myself be your personal bed whore. Oh my god, how stupid am I? Never again. You want someone to obey your personal sexual needs, the black hair girl can take my place because I am done."

"Wait, you don't understand," he says.

"Oh, believe me, I do understand. I understand you are a damn liar, and you get off on using people you view as being weak and pathetic, and you can manipulate them to please your every perverted desire. And I was stupid enough to let you use, exploit my desire to be wanted, and loved. I wanted to feel like I was irresistible, that was my stupid mistake."

"Listen to me, you are very beautiful, and any man in his right mind would find you desirable, and see that you're worth loving, but that isn't me, just listen to me, please."

"No, I've heard more than enough. You have made this crystal clear. I hope you and miss fake tits are very happy together. You can go straight to hell for all I care," I say as I climb into my car and speed out the driveway.

After driving around for more than two hours, I decided to head back home, but when I start to make the right hand turn onto Moore street, out of nowhere this black truck slams on its breaks and slides right into my small car. I have no time to react, I hear what sounds like metal crunching before blacking out.

"Oh my god, Ava? Shit, oh God, please be alive. Someone call 911, now."

As the louder the sirens get, the more panicked I become. I look down to see her beautiful face now covered in her blood streaming down. I grab a small cloth out of her car and gently wipe the blood from her face. I want so desperately to cradle her in my arms, but I know I could end up hurting her more, so I grab both of her hands and place gentle kisses on them.

"God, Ava, you came out of nowhere. Why were you speeding around that turn?" I ask. I look down to see her eyes flutter open, she gasp for air and looks in my tear filled eyes.

"No, get away from me," she whispers before blacking out.

"Ava, why are you telling me to get away from you?" I ask, then it finally hits me.

"Sir, you will have to step back and let us help your wife," he innocently says.

"Wait, oh god, please let her live. I have to explain it was all a misunderstanding. Shit, I was supposed to call you this morning, Ava. God this is all my fault. I am so sorry, I know why you were speeding, why you were angry. Please don't die."

After several hours go by, I remove my hands from my face to see Dr. Warner walking towards me. The look on his face is not the look of relief, or encouragement. My heart feels like it's about to beat out of my chest. I am not looking forward to hearing what I already know will be devastating words.

"Dante, will you please follow me to my office so we can speak in private?" He asks me with a sad look in his eyes. Once we arrive at his office, we both sit on the small sofa.

"I wish I had better news to give you, Dante. Ava is hurt bad. Her left lung collapsed, she has a devastating gash in her forehead that will require plastic surgery, and she has slipped into a coma. We will do everything we possibly can to save her life, but she needs the will to live." his devastating word cut through me like a knife.

"Oh my god, and she now thinks I, like her husband, betrayed her. I need to see her, now," I command.

"I'm so sorry, Dante, but you're not her family," he replies causing me to jump up.

"Doc, Ava and I have become close, and she is now lying in a coma thinking I betrayed her. I have to talk to her, she needs to hear my voice telling her I did not betray her."

"I'm sorry, Dante, I can't legally allow you to see her," he says. My eyes glare at him.

"I'm going to go see her, you will have to kill me to stop me," I insist opening the door.

"Damn it, Dante, you can't go see her," he snaps. I turn my head back towards him.

"I will search for her in this hospital until I find her. There is nothing that will stop me."