Song: Flames-Mod Sun and Avril Lavigne

"You made it clear that you wanted nothing to do with me. I know you were mad at me and I should have never stepped over that line." He moves his one hand on my knee and rubs it back and forth, soft and gentle. "I do care for you alright, more than you think."

"But you didn't even bother trying to kiss me last night. I tried to come on to you and you put me to bed like a little kid."

His hand slowly moves up my leg and more inward towards my inner thighs. I can feel myself starting to have a little more moisture down there just by his touch. He doesn't bother looking right at me. "I wanted to kiss you. I wanted to do so much more but you smelled like him and it pissed me off." His hand finally reaches between my legs and he cups it hard and tightens round my opening in a firm grip. I let out a small gasp. "Because this is mine and I can't handle anyone else touching you that way."

The words slice through my thoughts, making little chills run down my body hitting every little nerve. Did he just say that I was his? I reach down and grab his hand, placing mine over his. I swallow and look up at him as he slowly looks up at me. "You never came back over. You have been gone for months now. You say you love me and that I am yours but you have never said that before and why now because now you realized that I have moved on without you. You can't just show up like a knight in shining armor and try to protect me and pretend that you are in love with me and not even bother to..."

He takes his other hand that is around my back and swiftly moves it to the back of my neck as he leans in and holds me firmly is his grasp. His lips come crashing into mine. Hard, hot and passionate lips to shut me up and it works. I reach up and grab the bottom of his cheek and pull him more into me. I open my mouth just enough to let his tongue slip in and I so forgot about his other hand that is not grabbing me harder. Before I can even stop to breath he pulls away and gives me this corky smile.

I lick my lips. "So that is how you feel about me?"

"I want you Vi...I have wanted you for so long. I never wanted to leave but I knew it was what you wanted. I want you right now but we need to get this leg to the doctor."

"It can wait," I whisper back.

He starts to laugh, "I know it can wait but we need to get this looked at or your parents are going to kill me."

"You still have contact with my parents...please tell me you really didn't call them?"

"Yes, I have contact with Mekhi. Hell I have ever since I can remember but no I swear to you I haven't mentioned this to him. But I am taking you to have this looked at now and we can finish this later."

I can't help but not roll my eyes at him. I give in and let him take me to the doctor office. He wouldn't even let me walk down to the garage. He carried me the whole way and placed me in the car. Even when we got to the office he made sure that he carried me in. I wanted to argue with him but I knew that no matter what I said he was going to have the last word and get his way.

I thought he would wait in the waiting area for me but I was dead wrong. When they call me back, he picked me up again in front of the whole onlookers and everyone was in awe about how he was attending to my needs. I just know it gave him a major ego boost.

The door opens and Eli jumps over to my side. My doctor just looks down at my leg and shakes his head. "What happened, you were doing so well."

"I kinda slipped and my leg went underneath me. I felt it pop."

"Well let's see what we got going on here." He pulls out another part under the table so that I can rest my leg up where he can look at it. He touches it and I nearly jump off the table. "Sorry...I think we need to get some x-rays done." He then turns to leave the room and in seconds comes back with a wheel chair. "Well let's get you down t x-rays." He turns to look at Eli. "We will be right back." He doesn't bother waiting for him to reply and wheels me away.

Once back in the room, he comes in and places the pictures up on the lighted board for us to see. I see it in his expression already before he even has to say anything I know that it is bad.

"Violet it's not good." He points to the fine break. "This is where we fixed it the last time. Here is the screw that was in place but as you can see you broke it just in the right location. By looking at your feet, I can tell that you have been straining on them way more than you should be. I know you love dancing but I'm not sure after this second surgery you will be able to dance that way again. I will need to take you in right away to fix it."

"You are saying I need to have surgery...again." My voice starts to break as I fight back the tears. Eli's hand suddenly finds mine and he squeezes it to reassure me that he is there for me. "Another surgery will take me out. I just don't..."

He interrupts me, "You really don't have a choice here Violet. I can fix it and you will be able to walk again. I'm not sure about running and dancing around the way you do but at least you will have functioning and some feeling to it."

"And you want to do it like right now?"

"The sooner the better. I'm sorry but this is the only option."

I swallow hard as one tear finally escapes down my cheek. I should have never been wearing those fucking high heals. I should never have been out drinking. I should have stayed home. I have been dancing and pushing myself, knowing that it was already hurting and I kept pushing myself to prove that I can handle the discomfort and for what, just to be right back here doing this all over again. I slowly nod my head. "Fine...do what you have to do."

"I will have the nurse get you ready for surgery alright. I will see you in a few."

Once he leaves, Eli embraces me in his arms. I quickly clear my eyes and pretend that everything will be alright. "I will be alright. I need you to call Davenport tell him I will not be coming back."

"You don't know that. What last time it was a good year so maybe it will take another year but you will be back out there doing what you love."

I shake my head no. "No Eli, I'm done. It's all over."

"You can't mean that, you will see your parents will get you the best therapy and you will be right back out there."

"Eli...stop." I close my eyes briefly. "They warned me the last time and I knew that this was going to happen eventually I just wasn't expecting so soon. Please just call him for me."

He was about to say something when the door opens back up and a nurse walks in. "I see that Dr. Mateo wants me to get you prepped for surgery." She looks over at Eli then. "You can wait back in the waiting room if you like this may take a couple of hours. We will let you know when she is out."

I can tell that he doesn't want to leave my side but he has no choice in the matter. He leans down to kiss me softly on the lips and she wheels me away. Once on the table they give me the sedative and I am out in no time. When I wake up, the room is dim but I see him sitting over in the corner chair. I start to move around and when I let out a moan he is up on his feet rushing over to me.

"Hey there, glad to see you awake. How are you feeling?"

"Fine...how was the surgery did everything go as planned?"

"Doc says it was great. You did good; we should have you outta here in no time."

And he was right; I was back home within the few hours. Eli carried me to bed the moment we walked in the door to my apartment. I watched as he raced around the room to get a blanket and a pillow to prop my leg up on. He even went to grab me a glass of water and hands me two pain killers. "Here doc says you will want to take these."

"I will be fine."

"You are taking them." He drops them in my hand and then hands me the glass of water to wash them down with. I hate pain killers because they knock me out and when I am knocked out I dream of things that I don't want to dream about. However with Eli here with me, I take the pills and pop them my mouth and then I swallow them down with the water. I hand him the glass and he smiles back at me knowing that he would have his way in the end.