Right Now.

Chapter 20

With Kian gone, and the phone call that we had last night, my mind is in a frenzy.

All I think about it Kian. While that might be good sometimes, the way I'm thinking of him and the reason I am thinking of him are both terrible.

To try to keep my mind off of Kian, I thought of calling someone up to go to the mall. Before I called anyone, though, I realize that going to the mall would be too much of a hassle and I would have to maneuver through stores with my leg propped up. It would be way too much work.

Instead, I do what I've been doing for the past week. I lay on the couch and watch movies.

The part that sucks the most is that he hasn't called me again. He probably doesn't even remember calling me in the first place. If he and whoever that girl was did anything, he probably doesn't even remember.

It's infuriating and disheartening all the same.

I can't do anything about it because I'm stuck here in my house-our house-with no way of knowing what is going on.

Three days pass before I finally decide to give Kian a call.

I wouldn't be calling him if he hadn't called me the other night when he was drunk. I would still be being stubborn and trying to make my statement. But this statement is more important.

I call him once at twelve o'clock. I figured that since it was the middle of the day and he was a few hours ahead of me that he'd answer or possibly not be busy.

I was wrong.

He didn't answer.

Instead of just giving up like I usually do, I call back.

Three calls later, I finally get an answer.

"Hello?" A strange voice answers, throwing me off guard and keeping me from blowing up into a huge lecture.

"Who is this?" I ask in return, wondering why someone besides Kian is answering his phone.

"This is Kyle, Kian's assistant," the person answers in a duh tone. "Who is this?"

Excuse me?

"Did you read the caller ID?" I ask, testing him.

"Yeah? It just says Madison," he replies, confusion and annoyance in his tone.

"Just Madison? Well I'll let you know that this is Kian's wife. I would like to speak to him now," I grit out, already angrier than before and I haven't even talked to Kian yet.

"He's busy right now, can I leave a message?" Kyle replies nonchalantly, as if I don't matter that much.

"Yeah, tell him that his fûcking handicapped wife called him and expects a call back soon," I tell him before hanging up.

Being completely infuriated, I throw my phone down before changing the channel on my tv trying to find a distracting show. I know that I need to calm down, but I'm not sure that will happen.

What would I do if Kian cheated?

Would I leave him?

Maybe. I don't know.

I've always thought that there was nothing that could tear me away from Kian. And there might not be. But if there is something that could make me leave him, it would be him cheating on me.

Now, if he kissed someone, i wouldn't leave him. I couldn't for that reason. But if he did anything with another woman, I don't know if I would ever see him the same again. Or if I even could.