Patient

Prologue

Ten months ago...

"Make a wish." Jeremiah whispers in my ear. I lean down and close my eyes.

'All I can wish for is to have a good year.'

I blow out the candles. Whops, and cheers are all said throughout the place as I blow my nineteen candles. I smile, another year completed. This last years have been better than my past. Bel, my best friend, organized me a surprise party with my boyfriend at Le Dumont, my favorite restaurant

I can't believe they did all of this, but they do love me dearly. My roommate Ashton hugs me and then her little sister Carson. They are followed by the rest of my friends. We have all been friends since I moved to Chicago three years prior and they are the best.

There are just two people I wish were here and are not. My dear mother is at home resting from her exhausting shift. As a registered emergencies nurse, she gets very little sleep and told Bel she wouldn't be able to make it. She called me earlier to wish me a happy birthday and apologize but I hold nothing against her. And my sister, well she is somewhere on this planet.

Carson helps me cutting the cake and I start looking around for the plates. "Jere, have you seen the plates?" I ask Jeremiah who I thought was beside me. As I see behind me, I know he isn't around. "Hey, Bel can you get me the plates?"

"Here." Bel answers handing them over. "I'll be right back"

"Okay. If you see Jere, tell him I'm waiting for him."

I serve the fondant birthday cake around the people at the table. I can't believe I have such amazing people around me. Sighing contentedly, I thank everyone around the table.

It's been at least fifteen minutes, and Jeremiah is nowhere to be found. I stand, determined to seek him out.

"Were you going hun?" Ashton asks.

"In search of Jere, he's been gone quite some time."

"Yeah, want some help?"

"I could sure use some."

We open the privacy curtains surrounding our area. My blue eyes seek out his blonde mop of hair and find none. Ashton searches the bathrooms, nothing. We search at the bar, niente. We ask the waiters, nada.

Were the fuck is he?

I am getting quite worked up, so I go to the main entrance and go outside. The cold spring air meets my exposed arms and a rush of goosebumps make their way up my body. My hands rub my arms to try and seep some heat into my skin. I look around trying to find his face. As I get to the corner, I hear some shuffling and then... I gasp.

A moan? What the fuck?

I stop dead on my tracks, I can hear Ashton's heels clicking, signaling she is almost by my side . Walking slower, I get to the corner alley and as I round it to see the inside I gasp my hand flying to my mouth.

No... This can't be.

"Jeremiah!" I yell out to him. He stops doing the dirty deed with...Bel?!

His eyes widen an so do hers both looking like Edvard Munch's The Scream.

They both start straightening their clothes, him buttoning his pants. Pig!

"Baby, Baby, Don't panic, I can explain."

Laughing bitterly, I answer his outrageous comment. "Go fuck yourself! Oh wait you already did with none other than my fucking best friend good job! Awesome!"

"Ryanne, It's not what you think." Bel comments.

"Oh shut the hell up bitch if you don't want my fist connecting with your mouth. I can't believe either of you would betray me like this." I scream at them hurt settlin in my heart. "I thought you were my best friends!"

"Baby just listen to me please!" He pleads.

"You don't get to fucking call me baby you cheating bastard."

He is now in front of me trying to hold my face. "Baby pl...Oww!"

He can't finish whatever he was going to say because my knee has just connected to his groin.

He is on the floor squirming and Bel is now kneeling on the floor trying to et him up a he tries to take a breath.

"Are you nuts why did you do that?" Bel asks exasperated.

"You know what, I am not waisting my time with you. Thank you, Bitch for my birthday party if you hadn't done it I'd have probably gone home and had his small dick inside me without knowing it was inside yours mere hours after." With that, I turn around my strong front crumbling with every step I take. I feel my throat constricting and tears threatening to spill down my cheeks.

"Ryanne, are you alright?" Ashton asks, her small voice behind me.

All I can manage is a shake of my head. I stop and look up at the sky. Closing my eyes, I look back at the past two years. I thought he was perfect, the guy I would marry with her as my maid of honor. Rage fills me and I turn back determined to at least cause her some damage just so she remembers me.

I walk briskly back to the alley where they are now standing. "Hey Bitch!" I call out to Bel. She starts walking towards me and I prepare my stance. My arm swings back and then my fist connects with her nose.

Damn, that fucking hurt but that's why they say there is pleasure in pain. Blood is streaming down her nose, probably broken nose. "That's the least you deserve. And you Mr. Dick, your shit will probably be on the street if you want to go get it."

Ashton's arms are now around me as she tugs me back from a bleeding Isabel. "Come on, let's go before we get arrested."

I thought that would have helped my aching heart but it only helps for about 3000 nanoseconds. Walking inside the restaurant I don't mind the looks people give me and when I walk into our VIP area and my friends stare I just ignore them. Once I have retrieved my purse, I hastily make my way back outside.

My hand goes inside my purse in search of my phone. The minute I locate it, I dial my mother.

"Mom?" I say the my voice broken.

"Honey, what's wrong?" She asks her voice groggy.

Enter waterworks. "He cheated on me Mom. Not only did he do the deed but with my best friend mom! My so called best friend." I weep.

"Oh my lord, Honey. Where are you? I'll go get you."

"I'm still at Dumont."

"I'll be there is ten."

"Thank you mom. I love you."

"I love you too baby."

And those were the last words I ever uttered to my mom...