I swiftly put my drink back on the bar and left it as I made my way to the toilets.

I exited the toilet a few minutes later and hoped that Kyle had decided to come back. I was feeling lonely without him.

As I was rushing back to the hall, I collided with a chest.

"Shit," I rubbed my nose which had collided full force into the body first thing. My eyes were watering.

"Sorry," a man's voice came out. I shook my head and smiled reassuringly as I looked to him. He was a young man with blonde hair. He wore dark jeans with a suit jacket and a dark shirt. His eyes were brown and alive with happiness and excitement of the party in swing.

"It's alright, don't worry about it," I smiled again and went to push past him. I needed to see if Kyle was back yet.

"Wait, I'm Danny," he stook out his hand and I laid mine in his as we shook.

"Cali," Danny smiled my way and pulled on his suit jacket.

"Nice to meet you, Cali," he stated. "Hey, do you want to dance? I mean, you seem as if you're a little distracted, or that you need distracting, come on, let's have some fun," he smiled wide and I couldn't deny him. Where was the harm in that? He seemed like a nice guy, and he was right, I did need to distract my self.

"Sure," he linked his arm through mine in reply and led me back into the hall which was now full of dancing bodies. The place did look beautiful, it truly did.

"Here," he stopped his walking and then we got to dancing together. Danny talked loudly all the way through the song, but I didn't mind at all.

He then pulled me into his chest and gasped. As he felt me wanting to pull back, he whispered in my ear. "I'm gay, don't panic,"

I relaxed in his arms and let out a steely breath.

"I saw the wedding ring anyway," he shrugged his shoulders and I laughed infront of him.

I then thought of Matt back at home, would Danny be the perfect guy for him? I had to remind myself to get them to meet.

"I need your number so we can meet again, are you single?" I asked. Danny looked down to me with a quirked brow. I laughed again. "No, it's just my bestfriend is gay and-"

"I'm single," Danny winked down at me and I smiled his way.

"Good," Danny left me distracted for a while, but after an hour and a half, my mind was wandering else where.

Where was he?

"You look distracted again, do you want to tell me?" I thought about it for a minute or two but let out a breath after.

"My husband went off with a girl called Casey a while ago and I don't know where he is," I stated as I looked to him with desperate eyes. I needed help. Reassurance.

"Do you know this girl?" He asked. I shook my head.

"Not a clue who she is," Danny looked behind him before pulling me into the corridor. "Where are we going?"

"We're going to find him," he stated as he took hold of my hand and pulled me over to the start of the wooden doors.

"Is that the best idea?" I asked skeptically. What if I saw him doing things he shouldn't? My heart sank at the thought.

"Well it's better than standing there wondering, right?" He turned around to look at me and I nodded my head in reply. I guessed so. He turned back around and began to open doors as we made our way down the corridor.

Nothing was seen or heard. Where in the name was he?

The anger boiled in my blood fiercely now. How dare he spend his night with Casey. He couldn't just leave me on my lonesome, even when I knew I had Danny to keep my sad, lonely soul company.

It angered me incredibly that he left me at his family's own event. He should be with his wife.

"He doesn't seem to be anywhere," Danny stated. "Is that him?" He pointed off into the distance and my heart spiked, but when I looked over, it was just a random person, he definitely wasn't Kyle. I shook my head in reply.

"That's not him,"

"Hey, don't worry about it, he'll be back," Danny stated and I already gauged the fact that Danny was as optimistic as he could be, where I was radiating pessimism and doubt. "Come on, let's go back into the hall and have a drink, I think you need it," Danny linked his arm through mine again and led me off to the bar.

He ordered us a drink and we sat on the high stools of the corner bar. I looked into my glass with anxiety and apprehension.

"So how do you know the Knights?" Danny asked as he sat with his legs crossed beside me.

"They're Kyle's parents," he looked to me with an astonished look.

"No way, bloody hell," he breathed. I looked to him with confusion.

"What?" Danny shook his head.

"I work for Mr Knight and he's always going on about his only son," He then stated with a shrug. "You know, I really wish he was here now, I like putting a name to a face," I let out a slight laugh in reply whilst I listened to my ring clink against my glass.

"I'm sorry I'm not good company tonight, Danny, I'm just a little aggravated," I looked to him as he gazed back at me with his twinkling brown eyes. He definitely would suit my Matt.

"Understandable, chick, don't worry about it," he waved it off with a little flick of the hand. He looked so masculine as he sat there with a beer in hand. "Man, I'm itching for another dance, want to join?" He leaped off of his stool and held out his hand. I took it again and he weaved me on to the dance floor.

After ten minutes, I could almost feel the gaze burning into my back. It created goosebumps along my skin and my hair stood on end.

I turned around and to my suprise I saw Kyle storming up to mine and Danny's bodies. My anger fueled lighter, brighter and much more powerful as I saw him leave Casey to walk up to us. Her face almost falling and Kyle's eyes never leaving mine.

They were full of raw and undoubtable anger and fire.

Before I could do anything, Kyle pulls me away from Danny without a word. I could feel his tense body beside me, he was radiating anger and aggravation.

"Let go of me," I spat his way. I turned around to wave goodbye to an astonished Danny before looking at Kyle and his cold eyes.

"Don't push it," he snapped. He led me over to the exit of the hall and to his car without saying goodbye to anyone.

He let me go as he took me to the door of the car. He didn't say a word as he got into the drivers seat beside me.

He started the car and roared onto the road. I almost grabbed for the dashboard.

"Are you mad?" I asked his way as he flew down the road. He looked to me for a split second with those cold hard eyes. But he didn't say a word. "Oh how childish, the silent treatment,"

My anger was beginning to increase a couple of notches but I tried to rein it in. He was giving me the silent treatment? Why? He deserved it more than I did. I hadn't done anything, he did everything!

Well, I was going to have to be childish too. I wasn't going to speak to him. He deserved it, I didn't. Two can play at that game.

Kyle parked up and got out of the car and made his way into the hotel building without acknowledging me at all.

I got out of the car and stomped my way into the building behind him.

We both made our way into the lift and into our rooms.

"Crazy mad," Kyle let out as he slammed the door shut. I sympathised with the people next door.

"You're crazy mad? No, I'm crazy mad!" I shrieked. All that held up anger was ready to explode out. Who did he think he was?

"I don't think you understand, Cali, you're my fucking wife!"

"What are you getting so angry about? I wasn't the one who decided to spend all night with Casey!" I snapped back loudly. Kyle stood opposite me with his hands stiffly beside him.

"I wasn't the one who was embraced with another man! I left you alone for one minute and you're on to the next one," his eyes were fierce and full of anger. They were so cold and distant it hurt me physically. But my anger turned to something stronger. How could he think that about me?

"He's gay you fucking arsehole! I would never do that to you!" I shouted. I'm sure my vision went blurry as I let my anger out his way. He didn't say a word in reply as I heaved. "Get the fuck out, get out!" I screamed as I pointed to the door. "How fucking dare you accuse me of such thing when I would never ever hurt you like that,"

"Cali-"

"Get out of this hotel room or I swear to God I will leave myself," my voice sounded harsh and firm. His faith in me was appalling and I was not having this. Nobody could accuse me of doing such a thing, especially when I wasn't the one who left my husband on his own all night. What a dick move.

"Where am I meant to stay?" Kyle let out quietly. My heart wanted to seize, I wanted to take him into my arms and let him say sorry to me so all could be forgotten, but I was just too angry. Too god damn angry to let it happen.

"I don't care, Kyle, just go," exhaustion almost smashed through my body and all I wanted to do was sleep. I was never going to get to sleep without Kyle, but I didn't want to do anything about that. "I want you to leave this room, I can't talk to you at the moment I'm just too angry,"

"Please don't run," he said as his eyes pleaded my way.

"Go, Kyle, just go," I pointed to the door lamely.

"Not until you promise you won't run away from me," he let out quietly and I could hear the vulnerability through his voice. I held up my hand to show him my ring.

Kyle looked to my hand and sighed as he turned to the door.

"I love you," he whispered. I didn't reply as he left the hotel room.

I flopped on to the hotel bed straight after and cried. It's all I could do. I didn't like fighting with him, but I was so angry. I am angry.

I want him in bed with me, I want to cuddle, but I ruined that through the haze of anger.

Anger was such a viscous beast, it tears me away.

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You're going to hate me but it can't all be lovey and happy can it?;)

Can we all be open minded? I'm trying my best to make this book realistic in a way where people make mistakes. You're not going to have a perfect main boy character and a perfect main girl character. In real life we make rash decisions and we make mistakes in life. Cali and Kyle will learn from them like we do, like any young adults do. Keep that in mind.