Your Future, the thought brought with it a puzzled look. Only an hour ago she was fine with Her Future. Her Future involved Tonya; her future was Their Future, complete with months and years. Her Future was now complicated by just a few moments, moments that seemed to last a lifetime. Moments that created doubt. Doubt that created one question after the next. How did you get to this point? Where do you go from here? Does Tonya go with you? Do you really want her to? Need her to? Can you do it by yourself? The reality of each question was more and more depressing because no answer followed. She rose from her spot on the floor and once again reached for the door handle. She slowly looked around wondering if she would again hear the voice. Nothing. Taking this as her chance to get away, she opened the door and slammed it shut before she realized what she had done. Honey, is that you, where have you been? I tried to wait up but you took forever. Is everything alright? The aching in her stomach began to intensify; at that moment she realized that the ache was not one of anxiety, but one of guilt. Oddly enough, that was a feeling that she was all to familiar with, thinking back to how the ache had grown steady after her break-up with Lara. But what was she most guilty of? The kiss with Alice or the uncertainty of Her Future and that Tonya didnt fit into it.

Tonya sat up on her elbows and turned on the bedside lamp. The light was almost blinding and she covered her eyes. Taking a quick glance at Dana, she realized that the light didnt have the same effect on her. Honey are you alight, whats wrong? she asked.
Dana stood looking at Tonya. What was Their Future? They had talked about a few things, here and there; well mostly Tonya had talked about a few things. How they could move into a bigger house in a better neighborhood, and how the ton of endorsement offers and tours would keep them busy living the Jet Set life. All this would require, as Tonya put it, A complete and total makeover from head to toe and how she with her vase knowledge and connections to the all the right people would take care of every little detail so that Dana wouldnt have to worry her pretty little head over it. Dana realized in that moment that in all their talks about the future, she never once said what she wanted for Tonya or herself. Did she know? She didnt know what she wanted out of Her Future let alone what she want for Their Future. Tonya began to grow impatient. She got out of bed and walked over to Dana. She stood in front of her fianc and looked in her eyes. Dana you havent heard a word I said a hint of annoyance in her voice. As Tonya stood and looked at Dana, her eyes glazed over, a wave of fear washed over her. Dana seemed to be in some sort of trance. Ok, honey, whats wrong. Youre starting to scare me Tonya looked behind her hoping to see what had her attention, but there was nothing. She took Dana by the hand and led her over to the bed. Fear was staring to be replaced by uneasiness. Ok, Dana, tells me whats wrong, say something Tonya began to beg.