I Drank The Poison and I Passed The Fuck Out.

You're Torturing Me With A Beautiful Thing.

Michelle.

It was a week.

Adam had been in the hospital for a week now, and tomorrow he was finally getting to go home.

Vic hadn't left Adam's bedside since he got here.

Adam was better for the most part, but we would still have to watch him.

Vic put Adam in the car.

"I'm going to head to the airport." he said hugging me and Tony.

"You're more than welcome to come to the house with us if you want." I said.

He shook his head, "I've intruded enough. I'm going home. Take care of our boy for me." He told me with a smile.

After his cab had driven away, Tony and I looked at eachother, "That was peculiar." I said.

Tony shrugged, "Maybe he's homesick. It's obviously a lot different here in New Mexico than it is in Southern California." He said.

I sighed, "I'm homesick too. But I can't just hop on a plane and go home whenever I want to.

This was the remark that started the worst fight Tony and I ever had.

Worse than the fight that caused us to come here to begin with.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"You know what it means. I want to go back to San Diego, where it's humid and warm, and I know the people I walk past in the grocery store, because I see them there everytime I'm there. I want to go back to 46th street, to my cozy house and watch movies on the couch with you. I want to go back to my sister, who hasn't been more than two miles away from me since she was born, and who's probably an emotional wreck without me. I want to go back to getting up early to wish you a good tour and kiss you bye. I want to go back to the life I know. This isn't my life. This is a life you threw together for us because you can't stand the thought of me and Vic being even slightly attracted to one another. We have a son together for christ sakes! We were in love at one time. That attraction doesn't just go away whenever you want it to, it has to fade over time, and taking me away from everything I know, taking Madison away from her family and Adam away from his own father, isn't going to make that go away. So far it's made me resent you more and more, until now I just can't keep my mouth shut anymore, and I'm telling you that I hate it here and I want to go back home." I said.

He glared at me, "If you go home, you're just going to end up screwing Vic again, I fucking know it." He said.

"No I am not! Tony, oh my god, I'm engaged to you! I made a mistake once, but I won't do it again, because I know what it did to everyone. Vic wouldn't do that again, he sees what it does to us. He wants his son back. If you really don't trust me to be faithful to you, then I will take Adam and Madi and I will leave by myself, and I will go back. If you can't trust me, then there's no point in me even being here." I said getting in the car.

He got in and started the car, "Fine, fucking run back to California and crawl back under the covers with him. You know, I just don't care anymore. I thought I could change you, but I was wrong. Nobody ever changes, no matter what."

And then he said the thing that hurt me the most.

"Stephanie was fucking right about you all along."

I bit my lip, "Then I guess you don't love me or Madison, then do you? That's okay, not everyone needs a father to be a family. It'll just be me and the kids." I said getting out of the car.

"I do love Madison, with every fiber of my being, I love my daughter, but you, you're just so god damn stubborn and promiscuous. You'll fuck any guy that'll have you." He said.