Yes, Sir - ONGOING

Chapter Sixteen - Highway 154

Jared D'Amore

"Um Jared?" His wife called out to him as he rummaged through his stuff, looking for his keys. "Son, if your having a sexual relationship with your housemaid I'm gonna be very upset." His mother said, folding her arms as they all crowded by his door, just watching him.

"She wasn't just my house maid. I love her." He said, surprising himself, and he put on his shoes.

"She was nothing son. Shelia has everything. The money, the looks, the fame. Just give it up and be faithful already, you'll be the worlds biggest power couple." His father said and he grabbed his keys, shoving them in his pocket.

He moved pass them and made it to the front door.

His wife, Sheila, moved in front of the door, blocking him from leaving.

"But I love you, poo-bear." She said in a annoying tone and he lowered his gaze to a deadly one.

"I don't love you. I told you guys a million times that I don't want this. What don't you get about it?" He growled, and tried to open the door again. "Son, just stay here and we can talk it out. You're being indecisive and not thinking of the future." His father said, irritated.

"Move Shelia." Jared growled, and she didn't budge.

"Stay with me." She whined, and it ticked a nerve. He took her by her arms and moved her out the way, and she threw herself into the floor, crying out. "You hit me! How dare you hit me! I'm gonna sue your ass for hitting me!" She fake-cried out as his mother came to her aid.

"Cut the shit. I want you all the cancel the fucking contract I have with her. I don't want to see her again. Next time I won't be so friendly." He growled and went outside, slamming the door. I have to get her back, I have to get her back. He repeated in his head over and over as she went to his garage, impatiently waiting for it to open.

Once it did, he looked between his motorcycle and his car.

Jared picked up his helmet and put it on, starting it up.

He knew it would be faster than his car in traffic, and that just what he needed.

He backed out of the driveway, and speed off, going down the street. After he passed a couple of blocks, his rage cooled down. Where would she even be? He thought as he slowed down, seeing a jam of cars ahead. He took out his phone and scrolled through his contacts.

In a very sudden move, a semi truck was barreling towards him like lightning, with a loud sound of a horn, and he was too slow to move out of the way. It rammed him off of the road.

Pain.

He could feel pain everywhere and hear a loud ringing, along with shouts.

He groaned out, trying to hold a hand up to his line of vision.

His hand was bloody, and two figures came above him, both saying thing that he couldn't comprehend.

"Can... me.. it's Jared D'Amore... somebody call... sir are you..."

He couldn't form a sentence with their words, and a dark and silent pull came strong to him. A comfort.

"A-asa..." He breathed out, closing his eyes..

****

Asa Benoist

She had stopped crying, and currently laid on the lap of Camille. "Well you can stay as long as you want." Camille smiled, flipping through channels on the tv. "I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for being to reliant on you. I'm a shit friend. I'm so sorry." Asa said, sniffling and wiping her nose.

"It's okay. No you aren't." Camille said with a laugh, trying to cheer her up.

"An accident on highway 154 here we are live on the scene, over to you Hellen." The two girls went quite, and watch the tv with interest.

"Thanks Ken. We're here at the highway and there's been a crash involving a semi-truck and someone on his motor cycle. We've yet to uncover more information but from our understanding the man in the semi-truck tried to move out the way, or wasn't paying any attention and crashed the poor biker, sending them both off the road and both obtaining injuries." The new reporter said, and Asa felt a chill run up her spine.

"Dang. I swear the people here drive the worst." Camille said while chuckling, and Asa slowly nodded, watching the screen.

"This just in the make on the bike was identified as the one and only Jared D'Amore. Paramedics are on the scene and-" Asa sat up straight, feeling like her breath was taken away.

"Oh my god." She said above a whisper and held her hand to her mouth as they showed the damages on him. She could hear her heart beat in her ears and it seemed as if the world stopped.

"Hey, isn't that-"

Asa shot up, slipping in shoes and grabbing her keys, trying to to cry.

"I-I'm sorry I have to go." She whimpered out as she left the apartment, and she got in her car and sped off in the direction that she knew the highway to be in, there was a hospital near by it and that's where they must have taken him, She was sure of it.

*****

"Hi i'm Asa Benoist, I'm here to see Jared D'Amore it's urgent." She said, and the receptionist looked up at her through her glasses. "Are you family?" She asked, rather bored. Asa hesitated, but she didn't want to lie. "N-no but I-" "The waiting room is over there ma'am." She receptionist cut her off, pointing to a room to the side.

"No I have to see him he's my-"

"And you will. When he's better and out, if he decided to see you. Next." She said, looking past Asa and carried herself over to the seats, dejected and woeful.

She covered her self in the green cardigan that she had on and brang her knees to her chest, laying her head on them. She felt as if it were her fault, he probably was coming after her. It's all my fault. If I wasn't such a cry baby and left then he wouldn't be in there on his death bed. It should have been me instead. I'm a fucking selfless idiot. She ranted to herself in her head and the waterworks made another appearance for today.

A loud commotion could be heard from the entrance and she looked up, seeing his parents and the woman from his house stoped through, looking angry.

"Where is he?" His mother demanded to a nurse walking by, and he spoke calmly to her.

He said something inaudible to Asa, and the family speed-walked pass her in the waiting room. The woman from his house had puffy eyes, as if she'd been crying, and she noticed her. She stopped, glaring at her like she was the devil.

"This is your fault. If he didn't go chase after you he would have never even left and gotten hurt! I hope you get ran over by a car or something you bitch!" She yelled in her face and her words only hurt more, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Shelia! Let's go." His mother called out and they disappeared beyond the doors as she laid her head on her knees, hugging herself.

She felt like she was right. And this "Shelia" had just confirmed her thoughts.

Asa sat in the seat, silently sobbing for hours, feeling sorry for herself and for Jared. She wished she wasn't there. She wish she never met him, so he would even waisted anytime on someone like her. She was no reason to get hurt. He shouldn't have came after her.

She wanted to tell him she was sorry.

She would tell him she was sorry.

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