Ava Bonetti

Part 7 Ava

Ava laid in bed sobbing. Nobody could console her, not her girls, not her mother, not even her father. Q leaving her behind broke her heart. She couldn't eat or drink anything, she cried herself to sleep. Everyone was surprised at her behavior, they didn't even know this side could be for someone else besides Johnny. This wasn't the hardcore bad broad they knew of, in the bed lay a young girl with a broken heart. She called Q's phone atleast 20 times, she left him a voicemail every time. In the middle of the night, when everyone had left her, she tried calling Q for the last time. "What ma? This has got to stop," Q's deep dreary voice came on the other line. She sat up, stunned he'd answered. "Q, please come over- I just want to talk once more before you leave in the morning, get closure," she lied, she plan on every way screwing him until he agreed to end this little "break" he was talking. "I don't think that's a good idea Ava," he sighed. "Please Q- I need to understand," she begged. Begging was never her thing but Q's sudden leaving act, had her desperate. She was even surprised at her own actions and emotions. "Come on Q-please," she said gently. "Aight- I'll be there in a few," he said before he hung up. She jumped out of bed. She jumped in the shower and scrubbed with his favorite scent she wore, her coconut milk with jasmine scent dove body wash. After she washed her body, she got out and dried off and rushed over to find one of his sweatshirts, she didn't want to wear lingerie off the bat and scare him off. She would manipulate and lure him in. She ruffled her hair and spray on some Chanel spray. She eyed her face. She had washed off all of her make up in the shower. She was natural and bare just like he liked. She only wore diamond studs in her ears. She heard the doorbell ring and heart sped up. She checked herself out again and made her way out her room toward the door. She opened the door and took a breath. The man was handsome. He'd changed out of his suit, and was now in a Gucci v neck t shirt and some dark True religion jeans on and some white low top Gucci shoes. His white Gucci hat was twisted back. She liked when he dressed casual like this. "You coming in?" She asked softly. He walked in and by instinct she got on her tiptoes to kiss him. He even leaned in then caught himself. "What are you doing?" He asked aloud. She realized it too then backed away. "Sorry- habit," she admitted before closing the door behind him. She led her way to her bedroom, then turned and eyed him. He was still standing in the hall. "What? We're gonna talk," she said. "We can talk out here Ava," he said sternly. "Q, come on, stop tripping," she sighed. "I'm not- come out here B," he said with authority. She groaned and followed him into the living room. "Talk," he said sitting on the couch in front of the one she'd sat down on. "You left me remember?" She asked softly. "Fair enough," he shrugged. "I don't want you hurt in any type of way Ava, I'd go insane if something happened to you through my shit," he said. "I love you Ma, from the bottom of my heart and though it hurts like hell, I gotta let you go. If you love someone you gotta let them go, and if it's meant to be, it'll be," he promised sincerely.. She shook her head tears in her eyes, "why now Q? After everything we been through? After how much I'd had my guard up, and finally let it down for you- you go and break my heart again," she said tears falling down her face. He shook his head and rubbed his hand over his face. "I don't know how to function without you in my corner Q, don't you get it?" She asked. He continued to stay silent. "Quincy, say something," she said sniffling. He eyed her and she could see the confusion, hurt, sorrow, love yet lust all in his eyes. She knew he was hurting just as bad. "Q," she said again walking over to him, she pushed him back a little and straddled him. She was secretly stunned he wasn't pushing away but she could see in his eyes he was lost. "You don't really want to leave me do you?" She asked forehead against his, staring in his eyes. She began slowly grinding against his member just before she began sucking on his bottom lip. She made out with him, giving him slow deep kisses until he pulled away abruptly. "I can't do this shit," he said before grabbing her leg to move her. "I love you," she whispered to his lips before she made out with him again. "You what?" He scoffed pulling away. She smiled at him, "I love you Daddy, now make love to me," she moaned seductively, and just like that, she was sucking, throwing it back, meeting his strokes, giving his monster death grips and riding him to sleep. She fell asleep with a smile on her face. She'd had her baby back.