Ambrosia (2 Person Rp/Open)

The doctor walks up to me. "She's going be fine, edward."

I look at him with regret. "I still shouldn't have hurt her"...

She's able to hear them talking right outside the door.

Sinclaire:
I growled and covered my ears with my hands. I remembered being in the hospital 4 years earlier. My parents had thrown me down stairs.

I sighed. "I hope she knows that what i did was for her benefit...i don't want her to be alone, and even less feel like no one cares.."

"don't worry edward, you tend to stress about things alo-" I cut him off.

"Why don't you go through the hell Sin's been through! Then you'll fucking understand why the hell she's suffering!" I growl at him, the doctor looks stunned at my language.

Sinclaire:
"Go away! Please go away!" I screamed/begged.

I look at the door with sorrow. "Sin...."

Sinclaire:
I continued to cry like the weak, stupid girl i was.

...I walked towards the door and unlocked it, the doctor walks away and sighs. He mutters under his breath saying "I hate my job..."

I open the door. "Sin...are you okay?..." knowing she obviously isn't, but doesnt know what to exactly say.

Sinclaire:
I wiped at my cheeks angrily.
"Yup, perfectly fine!" I said.

I sigh and sit next to her. "Sin, im truly sorry...it...it was the only way for you to listen to me...i didn't want to do it, but..you didn't want to listen.."

Sinclaire:
"So you hit me in the head with a baseball bat!?" I yelled.

i look down in disgrace. "I'm Sorry...."

Sinclaire:
A right cross connected with his face.
"Thats what you get for the baseball bat," I muttered and sat down, pulling my knees to my chest.

i clench my face in pain but then i release the grip and clean the wound out. "I deserved that.." I place a bandage over it and sit next to her. "The reason why...the other night i didn't do anything is cause i didn't honestly want to."...

Sinclaire:
"Then why didn't you just talk to me at the club? We could've gotten a private room." I said, unfazed.

I looked at her. "I didn't think of that, seeing as how your apparently 2 million dollars worth."...i smile faintly at her. "I'm honestly sorry."

Sinclaire:
"I didn't get to show you my worth, but now i never will because until i turn 18, it's illegal." I said to him and crossed my arms.

Looks at her. "You can still work you know. i didn't give most of my money for you to be locked in a room all day."

Sinclaire:
"I had it refunded, remember? i forgot to tell him last night because i fell asleep. You have it back. If thats what your here for, its done. You can go." I said.

Smiles at her. "Your point? i used about 7 million dollars to make sure you can still work. That leave's you 3.5 million for when you do turn eighteen."

Sinclaire:
"Who are you? Why are you doing this? Why do you care? I'm just a host." I said to him and crossed my arms.

laughs a bit. "Can't believe you still dont recognize me." i smile at her. "My name is Edward Cross, i was the only friend you said you had. Lived 3 houses down? Your parents hated me for actually caring about you."

Sinclaire:
"Cross...." I whispered and looked down. Eddie Cross. I remembered him. Staying over at his house when i felt scared. But he had never flirted with me or anything.

Looks at her softly. "Now do you remember?...cause i can keep trying to boggle your memory."

Sinclaire:
"Yeah. But i'm different now." I said and looked at him arrogantly.

Nods. "I've noticed.." I rub my cheek. "But i am honestly sorry..."