RED WOLF

"Nights in Fiji"

Zion was wrong it didn't get better it got bad it got really bad. Zion and I fought over the smallest things that didn't even make since. The girls kept asking when Isabelle was coming home and Rama was on drugs.

It was hard to explain to the girls that Isabelle wasn't coming back and that they where never going to see they sister again. We had tried at lest a dozen times but they still didn't understand what was going on.

We had caught Rama three days after we had buried Isabelle out back with a jont. Sending him to a therapist was the only thing we could think to do at this time. I had hoped that, that was the only thing he was doing but later on into the week I found him popping pills that wasn't prescribed.

Zion and I had not been on the same page sniping at one another for everything and anything . He didn't look at me anymore, didn't touch me, not even kiss me. What ever Zion felt for me had died and was buried six feet under with Isabelle.

I was hurt, pain and misery have became my best friend. I spent most my day watching the girls and my nights crying.

I had called my father to let them know what had happen. He had suggested that I come home. At the time I didn't think it was a good idea but now it didn't sound like a bad idea at all. I asked Zion twice if I could go, both time I swear the house nearly caught flames.

Zion worked late hours not coming home until around one or two in the morning. After that he sent in his office, if he came to bed I never notice. He was gone when I woke up. The only time I would see him was on weekends and once a week when he had off.

It was Monday, I hated Monday's they had grown miserable to me. I was fixing the girls and Rama some lunch.

"Smells good"

I jump at the sound of his voice, I had come to fear him in the last couple of days.

"You're home early" it comes out a whisper

"They sent me home" Zion says "What are you cooking"

"Southern chicken pasta salad"

"Sounds good" he steps further into the kitchen "Where are the girls and Rama"

"In the living room"

He turns to leave, I turn around looking at him.

"What have I done to make you so mad at me"

He turns back to me

"I'm not mad at you" he says a confused look on his face

"Really you could have fooled me"

He shakes his head

"What are you talking about Reese"

"You don't come to bed any more, you don't kiss me, you don't touch me, you don't even acknowledge my existence since Isabelle died. Its like what every you had for me died with her" I have to look away tears coming to my eyes

"Do you think you would still be here Reese if I didn't love you" I look back up at him, his voice trembles "I am sorry that I pushed you away" he took a step toward me until he was standing in front of me "I am sorry that I made you feel unwanted" tears fall from my face as he talked he grabs my hand turning my ring so I could see the stone in it "This ring is a symbol of my love for you, it's just ever time I look at you, you remind me of her" his hand comes up wiping my tears away "Your eyes, even your lips are hers. I need time baby that all, OK"