Stuck With You

Chapter Twenty Six

Kai's POV

"Kai I can do it calm down."

"I know, I know it's just your ribs you need to be careful."

Iliana gave me a look, "I'm just putting a shirt on."

"Well yes when you say it out loud it does sounds kind of ridiculous..." I mumbled the last part.

It's been almost a week since the... accident. And finally Iliana is good enough to go home.

"Are you ready to get out of here?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm sick of this place already."

"Understandable," I nodded. I went and grabbed her bags so we could get going. "Ready?"

Iliana nodded and grasped my hand and we went out of the room. We walked so she could get discharged and then a nurse came with a wheelchair making Iliana furrow her brows and look at it in confusion.

"Uh, was that for?" She asked.

"Is a wheelchair?" I answered.

She glared at me - oh how I missed that beautiful glare. "I know that, but why is it here I can walk."

"Sorry Miss it's protocol," the young nurse said.

"Whatever." Iliana huffed and sat on the chair.

I chuckled at the blonde's behavior and then asked the nurse if I could take her - she agreed but still walked out with us.

Today it was only me with Iliana, her mom was on a business trip all the way in Asia. April had work and couldn't keep missing. Alex and Emma wanted to come keep me company but I decided against it since well - Emma is the girl I was hooking up with so it didn't seem appropriate and Alex... well she's Alex so I didn't think it was a good idea either.

We got to the car and I put the things on the trunk while Iliana got inside.

When I got in the car Iliana was looking out the window and seemed deep in thought. "Hey," I said trying to gain her attention - she turned to me with a questioning face. "Everything okay blondie?"

"Yeah I'm fine, just thinking," she forced a smile.

I know she's anything but fine.

I sighed, I intertwined her hand with mine and kissed the back of her hand. As I started the car I noticed the action made Iliana's cheeks turn slightly pink.

So freaking cute.

We rod in silence for a while until Iliana spoke again. "Kai, this is not the way to the penthouse."

"I know," I looked at her briefly before turning my eyes back to the road.

"So where are we going?"

"I rented a house in the beach for us to stay in while the penthouse is getting remodeled."

"Remodeled?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I thought a change of scenery would do us some good."

"Sounds good," she replied.

The truth is that I couldn't look at the appartment without wanting to trash and burn the whole place down. All I could think when I walked in was how I found Iliana there that day. Since that day I've gone just a few times and not stayed long, I slept in the hospital room's couch all the week and sometimes in the bed with Iliana.

The rest of the ride our hands remained intertwined over the console - only letting go when I had to use the hand. The ride was quiet except every now and then when either of us would comment on the song playing on the radio or the traffic. It wasn't an awkward silence at least.