Ava Bonetti

Part 19

Ava woke up to the smell of breakfast foods. She mainly smelled bacon. She woke up in a very good mood, she'd had a good night sleep. She climbed out of bed, and wrapped her silk Chanel robe around herself. She went and brushed her teeth and washed her face. She took her morning shower. She dried off and applied her female products then put on pink lace underclothes. She wrapped her other silk Gucci robe around her body and pulled out her phone to call Q's hospital room, hoping someone was in there now. It was usually Sloan or Teedo. "Hello?" A familiar voice answered. "Hello? Who's this?" She asked curiously. The voice was familiar but not too familiar. "You called here! Who's this?" the voice argued back. It then clicked and she giggled, after all she was in a good mood today and Carter couldnt blow her high, not today. "I was just calling to check on Q," she warned softly. "Oh I knew this voice was familiar, not as disrespectful so I ain't recognize it immediately," he said. "Look can you tell me how Q's doing?" She asked. "He's doing fine- without you. Matter of fact he's getting moved back home to Cuba with Teedo and Sloan today," he said. She could hear the smile in his voice, her tears welled up. "I can't go to Cuba," she said on the verge of tears. She'd had an drug incident in Cuba they'd never found proof but she was considered a threat so she couldn't go back. "Why you telling me? I'm just the messenger apparently," he chuckled. She rolled her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to listen to Amaris voice in her head, telling her to be the bigger person. "I'm sorry," she said. He was quiet. "I'm sorry for attacking you and calling you out you're name, I didn't know who you were, you can atleast give me that," she said. "You already chose your fate, now get the fuck off my line," he growled angrily. "You're such a pig," she spat before she hung up in his face. She then broke down. The thought of her not seeing Q anymore devastated her. She cried long and hard, until she had to throw up. She hovered over the bathroom toilet throwing up and crying. She was a complete mess. She laid on the floor after she'd thrown up, her chest still heaving. She fell right back to sleep.