My Mysterious Human

12. The Fight

The next few days went by like nothing, Ian came every night to sleep with me, some nights we would talk a little but then I would see that he is exhausted so I would fake being sleepy as well so we would go to sleep. When I would wake up he would be gone and there would only be a message on my phone telling me he had to go. I would miss his tingles over the day and want to call him to hear his voice and once I did but he was so mad and when he picked up but his voice got a lot nicer when he realised it was me but because of that I didn't call him again. I never told him either about my werewolf research because I didn't want him to think I was a weirdo. I could feel my temper being down now since I met Ian most of the time I need to go to the gym and punch something to let the steam off but know the only thing I need is a cold shower because I always felt so relaxed. 

I went with Ana to the hospital again to change the cast and the bandage around my hand on Wednesday, it hurt like hell and it was the first time I really saw how my hand looked. I had stitches from my wrist to the middle of my two middle fingers. There had to be about thirty stitches in there and my hand was still dark purple from the bruising but I had been taking meds to calm the swelling down. I almost fainted seeing my hand and cursed myself for being so rash about my actions but then again he attacked me and I was not ready. I took a picture of it because I wanted to show both Penny and Ian when I would meet them next. I also took a snap of it and sent to my friends from school and work, I got so many replays that my phone was buzzing the whole time I was with the doctor. Ana was getting so annoyed by it on the way home that she snapped at me. 

“Stellss can you please stop that buzzing I am going crazy and I will smash it.” 

I laugh at her and take out my phone and my eyes wide up. 

There are ten missed calls from Ian and about million messages. 

Answer the phone!

Why are you at the hospital?

Why are you not answering.

Answer the phone or I am coming over there.

You better have a good explanation. 

I just look at the phone stunned, like who the hell does he think he is? I was at the doctors, I was not just about to answer him while the doc was messing with my hand! I was starting to get fuming mad at him! He is not my boyfriend! I does not decide s**t for me. 

When we reached my apartment he is standing there in dress pants, white shirt and a loose tie, I could see the jacket on top of the car. He looks like he is cut out of a magazine standing like that next to the shiny car. He has his arms crossed over his chest and I can see the rage fuming from him. We park the car and as soon as I stand up from it, he is standing close to me and sniffing my hair to calm him down. Why does he do that? 

I just push him away from me with both hands because now I can move my injured arm around. He notices and moves so I won't put much pressure on it but moving away from me is hard for him and his rage comes back. 

“What the f**k Stella! Why didn't you answer the phone”

“I was at the doctors and I was trying to pay attention to him!” 

He looks shocked at me yelling at him back, he is apparently not used to people yelling back. 

“I was busy and I have no obligation to you to answer when you decide to call me! I decide on my own who I answer and when!”

“It's not hard to answer with one text so I would know that everything's okay and why didn't you tell me you had a check up?” he yells and I see his shoulder move up and down but I don't back down. 

“Yeah not hard huh?” I ask while lifting up my casted hand.

“I decide what I tell you and what I don't tell you! You have no right to demand anything of me and you should respect that I am my own person!” I yell again and stare hard into his eyes. 

“Stella relax he was just worried” Ana tried to say but I throw her a death stare not to intervene. 

“You are mine and if you are going to the doctors I should be informed” he said through gritted teeth but that throws me.

“Who the hell do you think you are! You know what sleep at your own place tonight” I yell walking to my door. 

I walk inside my apartment and slam the door behind me, I am not worried about Ana because I know she has to go straight home to work so she was not staying anyways. I was so mad! I was fuming and I didn't know how I could cool down. I can't punch anything since I only have one arm, I can't read because I am on vacation from school, I walk back and forth around me apartment until I just find my headphones and go out for a walk. I feel my arm hurting like crazy and I can take painkillers but the pain was helping with my anger.

I decide on walking through the forest to the playground that was on the other side and just watch the kids play. It helps me calm down to watch children and sometimes I play with them if their parents allow. Kids always take good liking to me and I to them, I am fairly good at soccer so if someone needs an extra teammate I always volunteer. It helped me a lot in my studies to go out and listen to lectures and play with a soccer ball. When I made it to the playground there were no kid there and I pout a little but then I see a ball and I run to it. I kick it a little between my feet and feel that it is in good condition, I play with it for a little while until I feel happy and relaxed again but by then I am soaking wet and my arm is hurting like crazy. 

On my walk home I just listen to the music on my phone and walk in my own world, I don't even notice there is a person walking towards me but then again I am in a forest and this is the only road. Then when we are just about to pass he stops in front of me and I look at him, this is an older man with a silver beard but he is massive, kind of like Ian, then I look at him while he is looking at me but neither of us say anything. He does kind of look like lan but older but before I could look at him better he walks on with a smile on his face. This was a weird moment but I didn't feel scared at anytime because I could only feel kindness coming from him, I turn around when he passes me and look at him walking away. 

When I get home I jump out of all my clothes and put them straight into the washer, I jump into the shower and let the hot water warm up my body. I just look at the water drip on the bag I have around my cast and wonder about my fight with Ian. Were we done? Was I too mean? Should I have sent him that I was going to the doctors? I just shake my head because I was not in the wrong here!