After the day she kissed Thomas things between Brettly and her seemed to get a little better, even though she felt like she was missing something.  Thomas was not returning her calls or her phone messages, even though she was not telling Brettly because he would not understand.  She knew that Thomas was still working for Brettly, but they only spoke through e-mails if needed.  Miranda felt like it was her fault and she hated that she come between the two of them.  Even though Brettly was not saying anything she could tell that he missed Thomas and Miranda caught him looking at his phone all the time as if he was hoping that Thomas would call him.<br/><br/>Brettly had still refused to have sex with her even though the doctor had released her two weeks ago to have sex.  The shrink told her that he thought Brettly was still a little nervous about hurting her because he could not get the way she looked out of his mind.  She just sighed and never gave up, but man she wished he would cave in.  Many nights would find her sleeping in see-thru teddies and no panties, but all he would do was cover her up with a blanket and roll over.<br/><br/>Miranda was frustrated, but she knew she had her plan in the works to go up to her cabin for awhile so she could think.  She felt that everything was her fault and the only way to change things was to take herself out of the equation, maybe with her out of the picture maybe Brettly would have to call on Thomas to help him find her.  The only way she knew to get away was to head out for a night with Rissy.  She had been spending the last few weeks getting to know Rissy all over again and she had not had so much fun in a long time.<br/><br/>The night she was due to go out with Rissy, Brettly and her had gotten into another little fight because he wanted to go with them.  He said he would stay out of the way and not bother them, but he wanted to be there just in case.  “Rissy is very capable to look out for me.”  Miranda yelled, “I have been working hard, I can walk with just a cane now.”<br/><br/>Miranda at least kissed Brettly before she grabbed keys to her purple convertible 67 mustang.  Brettly never understood why she wanted such an old car, but she loved it and it was basically a present to herself and she refused to let him place any tracking or any other specials on her car.  She wanted it just the way it was, which of course was something else they fought about because he was worried about her safety.<br/><br/>Rissy and Miranda had a wonderful time and they had a few drinks, but Miranda knew she would be ok to drive.  It was about midnight and Brettly had texted Miranda at least 10 times and after the first six she quit replying.  “You know he is just worried about you.”  Rissy stated, “I know, but he needs to back off a little.”  Miranda responded.  “But you have to remember you almost died this last time and he is just afraid.”<br/><br/>Rissy and Miranda talked and drank a little while longer and then Miranda gave Rissy a ride back home.  Once she dropped Rissy off she headed off to the cabin she had out in the middle of nowhere.  She had a bag of items she was going to need that she had put in the trunk.  She had managed to put it in the trunk once while Brettly was on a phone call in his office.<br/><br/>Before Miranda got to the cabin she typed out a quick text to Brettly on her phone.  “Just wanted to let you know that I am ok and safe, just need time to think.  Always remember that I love you.”  Miranda had tears in her eyes as she arrived at the cabin, so afraid of what she was going to discover about herself.  “You need to fix your issues with Thomas; you both need each other more than you need me.”  Miranda also sent the same messages to Thomas, except the last one said Brettly instead of Thomas.<br/><br/>Thomas and Brettly both got the messages and Thomas was confused what the message meant so he called Brettly on the phone, “What the hell is going on with Miranda and you.  What did she mean by these texts?”