Fractured (kendall jenner x gigi hadid)

Crossfire

She glances down at the bandage on the right side of her abdomen. The pain pales in comparison to everything else. Her body feels like wet sand. It is a strange feeling to be alive, Kendall is getting less and less attached to the whole idea of it.

"Are you in pain?"

Kendall nods. She tells her yes because she knows it will satisfy Binx, and if she is satisfied then she might let Kendall rest. And when she lets Kendall rest Kendall gets the painkillers.

"What about the incision?"

"It's starting to throb but it's a different kind of pain. More a burning pain but it's okay if I lie still. It feels like it's getting infected though, my whole body itches. All over. Why did you decide to become a psychologist?" Kendall asks, steering them off topic.

"I'm not," Binx says. "I just read some books and then called you up."

"But you have medical training, it's pretty obvious." Kendall replies, trying to focus on the woman who sits next to her but it's difficult.

"I worked as an ER nurse, I went to medical school but I dropped out."

Binx smiles before running her hand down the length of Kendall's cheek. "I would have made an excellent doctor don't you think?"

"I'm probably the wrong person to ask that question."

Gigi had spent Saturday writing up Kendall's interview as tastefully as she could, and now the second story was in she was taking a celebratory bath. There was a radio in the bathroom, but she didn't put it on. This was thinking time. Music was too easy a distraction for her. She had been in the bath for almost half an hour and the water had cooled, she turned on the hot water with her toes and let it run until the bath was as warm as she could take it.

She jumped when the phone rang. She never took a bath without her phone, she never done anything without her phone but still, it made her jump in surprise when it rang. Now in an effort to get to her phone that sat on the edge of the sink, she knocked over her half full glass of white wine. It exploded on the tiled floor, sending the wine everywhere.

She fumbled with her phone, not looking at the caller ID and then nearly sent it into the soapy water as she sank back into the warm water.

"Kendall?"

"No honey it's me."

"Oh," she tried not to sound disappointed. "Hi, Mom."

"I saw your story,"

Gigi sat up in the bath, bringing her knees to her chest. A smile plastered on her face. "You did?"

"Yeah, we had to go online for it but we remembered you were writing this big piece. It's very good, your father agrees with me."

Gigi's body hummed with happiness. She didn't like to draw her parent's attention to her work, she was always afraid they would think that she was just exploiting people for stories. She didn't like to admit that it actually mattered to her what her parents thought.

"Anyway I just wanted to call and let you know you're doing a great job. Is everything okay there?"

"Yep, I'm in the bath so it's probably best I go before I drop my phone in the water." Gigi laughed gently and she heard her Mom do the same.

"Okay honey, we will talk later."

She hung up the phone and leaned back into the bath, letting the hot water fill her ears as she waited for her heartbeat to slow down. Gigi smiled to herself. Kendall Jenner. She had to admit that she'd secretly hoped that it would be her who had been on the phone.