SECOND CHANCE AT FOREVER

SUSAN'S P.O.V "You brought this upon yourself. I don't ever want to see you again." The last thing I saw as my sight got blurry, was the face of my husband with his arms around a strange woman. His gaze held disgust and so much hatred that I wondered how I never noticed it. "Why?...I only ever loved you...only you..." were my whispered words before I let myself slip into unconsciousness. *************************************** Loud, beeping noises pierced through my lucid state and made me pry my eyes open. I saw that I was in a white room, a hospital. My hand was linked to a syringe and something yellowish was being pumped into me. Why was I here? I thought I was going to die. I'm pretty sure Abel left me out there to die. Then why was I here? Alive, in a hospital bed. "She's awake." A Female voice called out softly. "Oh thank goodness." A male voice this time. "He has been waiting for her. I was shaking thinking she would'nt wake up." "Me too. Let's call him?"

"So ma'am you tried to poison his wine, why!""I wasn't going to poison him only, we were supposed to die together" the loud voice came from a young lady dressed in a body hugging dress but looked haggard now due to her hands being in handcuffs and her long brunette hair scattered in multiple directions, she had a crazy look in her eyes as she squirmed under the hold of the policeman holding her.Sargent Clara nodded her head as if in understanding, "And why were you both supposed to die together?""Since he won't love me, I won't let him love anyone else, we have to be together even if it means in death..." she turned to face the direction of a young man being tended to by paramedics, "...baby! If only you had taken the wine we would be together in hell!" She cackled madly.Sargent grant turned away from her as they took her away. "Grant""Yes ma'am""Go see how the man in question is doing, he is the victim so be careful as you ask him questions" she told her while looking through h

Susan rolled and rolled in her bed feeling restless, and empty ache rang inside her. She was in need of a certain someone's hands around her, on her, his body ramming deep into her. She had tried satisfying herself but she was not skilled in that aspect so she didn't know what she was doing. She had sent him leaving after throwing that statement on him. He had left with his face filled with questions but too sad, she couldn't answer his questions. He had left but not without whispering something in her ear as he brushed her waist with his rough hands."I stay in the hotel just up ahead, in case you change your mind." The offer was blatant and plain and she was being a fool for not considering it. After all it was just sex, both of them needed something out of each other. Quickly she dressed in a pair of black sweats and left the house quietly. She didn't need her car, the hotel was just within a distance. By the time she was in front of his room her body was already pulsing with ant

"Hey, are you listening to me?" Susan couldn't help but question as the hooded man crept closer to her, unconsciously, she took a step backwards as he reached out a gloved hand towards her face."Who...what are you doing?" She began to panic a little but stood still in front of the man, she was a cop goddammit. But the man in front of her was dressed as a typical night terrorist, with black jeans, black shirt and even a black jacket with black boots to top the whole thing off, how could she not be scared.As if noticing what he had just done, the man turned towards the cars and checked carefully for any damage. Thankfully, their cars were strong so no distinct damages were made."You know,..." she started cautiously, "...it would have been a different case if someone had been injured, and I could have your license for that...in fact can I see your license?""You don't need my license to know who I am Susan" the voice that came from under the hoodie was a but gruff and drawn out, as if

"What didn't happen?" She asked him again when he had kept quiet not saying anything, was he going to talk about the sex they had, or the fact that she had been avoiding him? Which one?. He leveled a hard gaze on her then he smirked, "That you didn't stay here last night with me and watch me get better""Oh" her chest deflated, half in relief and half in disappointment. She had wanted him to speak about the sex but it seems like she was going to talk about it herself."Why won't you address it" she blurted.He frowned, "Address what?"She waved her hands in the air, "Us. The sex. How I avoided you"He opened his mouth to speak but she held up a hand to stop him, "I know you think I've been avoiding you because I'm shy but I just wanted to say...that...that it was a mistake""What was a mistake?"She groaned, frustration evident in her voice, "The sex, it was a mistake, I was feeling horny and I decided to use you to get it over with. Besides you offered" there, she crossed her hands,