"Dr. Ridge left them for you. They're for the pain."
"I'm okay. Actually, I'm used to dealing with pain now." I took a deep breath. "Where is my phone?"
"Penny, take the pills. Eat the waffles. I'll give you your phone when you're done."
"I need to tell Melissa where I am."
"Your friends know where you are." He emphasized the word friends.Is he referring to Tyler too?
He had no right to boss me around. But if this was the only way he'd let me leave, then so be it. I took the two pills and downed them with water. "How do you know Dr. Ridge?" I cut up the waffles and poured syrup over them.
"He's an old friend."
"A friend of Isabella's too?" I took a bite and swallowed.Why was he doing this to me?
"No." He put his elbows on the counter and ran his hands through his hair.
I took another bite of the waffles and then pushed them away. "I can't eat anymore."
Professor Hunter walked over and sat down on the stool beside mine.
"Look, thank you for taking care of me last night. You didn't need to do that..."
"I did need to." He put his hand on my thigh. I swiveled my chair to remove it. I didn't need his tantalizing touch clouding my judgment. I was still so mad at him. Taking care of me for one night didn't erase how he had made me feel for weeks.
"You didn't. But I do appreciate it. I'm fine now, though. And I need to go. Please give me my phone."
"I can't let you leave. You have a concussion."
"I can take care of myself."
"You certainly didn't take care of yourself last night."
"I was fine before you showed up," I snapped. I was starting to lose my temper.
"You haven't been taking care of yourself these past few weeks either."
I stood up from my stool. "How dare you throw that in my face?" I took a deep breath. "I tried. How can you sit there and judge me for feeling? I loved you. I loved you so much. And it meantnothing to you. I meant nothing to you. You're completely fine. It's so hard to see you that way when I'm falling apart."
"Penny..." he reached out for me.
"Don't touch me. Don't you dare touch me." I felt so weak. "I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. Because of you! Because you left me!"
The words seem to echo in his apartment. "That's not fair, Penny. You can't put all the blame on me."
"Yes I can. You're the one that left. You're the one that refused to talk to me. You shut me out. You didn't even give me a chance. I made one mistake and you left. You left me."
"Only because you lied to me!"
"Yes. Because I wanted to be with you. I didn't think you'd want me if you knew how young I was. And I hate that I lied to you."
"I know."
"No. Not because it made you leave me. But because it made us get together in the first place."
"You wish we had never started fucking?"
His words were chilling. I had told him I loved him. "And that's it, isn't it? Just fucking? See, that's the problem. I thought it was more than that. I want someone to love me. Unconditionally."