“I get the impression comfort food is in order, so I stopped at the store and picked up some cookie dough ice cream and a dozen cupcakes from your favorite bakery.”
“Aw, thanks.”
She followed me into the kitchen and put the ice cream in the freezer.
“So tell me, what’s going on?”
Taking down two plates, I took them to the table.
“I haven’t heard from Sebastian in two days.”
“Well, maybe he’s really busy and hasn’t had a chance to call you.”
“Too busy to text his girlfriend before he goes to bed at night? I tried calling him and it appears his phone is turned off.”
“Huh?” She twisted her face. “Why would he turn off his phone?”
“I don’t know. Something isn’t right, Sienna.” I took a bite of my pizza and threw the slice on the plate, pushing it away. “I don’t feel like eating right now.”
“Okay. Let’s go back to the night he was over for dinner. You said that Damien called him and said that he needed him back at the office.”
“Yes, and then he texted me a couple of hours later saying that he needed to fly to Seattle for an emergency meeting and that he’d be gone for at least a week, if not longer.”
“Why wouldn’t he call you and tell you that? I would think that was something he would want to tell you over the phone, not via text.”
“I really didn’t think anything about it. But I told him I loved him, and he didn’t respond at all.”
“If you want my honest opinion,” she spoke as she chewed her food, “I think he has a multiple personality disorder.”
I sighed as I rolled my eyes. “He does not.”
“Eat your pizza. I have to go to the bathroom.” She pushed my plate towards me. “If you don’t eat dinner, you can’t have ice cream.” She grinned.
Picking up my pizza, I took a small bite and slowly chewed it as I thought about Sebastian. A few moments later, Sienna walked back to the table.
“Umm, Chloe.”
I glanced up at her as she stood there holding the pregnancy stick in her hand.
“You said that Sebastian went to the bathroom in the middle of dinner. I think I found the reason he ran out of here so fast.” She held up the stick.
My eyes widened, and my heart started racing. “Oh my God, he thinks I’m pregnant.” I placed my hand over my mouth.
“I would say so. You hadn’t told him yet that your mom is pregnant?”
“No. I didn’t have a chance to. We were talking about that business deal of his. I was going to tell him after.”
“I could totally understand why he thought it was you. I mean, come on. I never would have thought in a million years your mom would get pregnant again.”
“You and me both.”
As the confusion and sadness were swept away by the tide, anger roared throughout my body. Getting up from the table, I walked over to the counter and downed a shot of tequila. Slamming my fists on the counter, I looked at Sienna.
“So he just ran away?” I yelled. “Like a fucking coward? Instead of asking me or talking to me about it, he took off?” My voice raised so loudly that I was sure the whole building heard.
“Calm down there, tiger.” She put her hands up. “But it looks that way.”
“FUCK HIM!” I shouted as I threw the vase of daisies he gave me at the wall, and it shattered all over the floor, with water spilling everywhere.