I left the apartment.

I don't know where I am going, but if I stay there any longer, I will say or do something I'll regret.

I can't show her this side of me...

I walk outside the apartment, turn left and walk. I continue to walk until I somehow ended up at a bar.

The bar is surprisingly empty, but it's only ten. It will get interesting from here. I sit down in front of the female bartender drying a glass cup, and he sets it down in front of me.

"Want can I get you, Doc?" The bartender, whose badge says Chanelle asks.

"A beer," I say, putting my elbows on the counter. I watch as she pops the top off the bottle and hands it to me. I give her the cash, and she gladly takes it.

I try to calm down, but I still feel this anger inside of me just seething...

"What's on your mind, Doc?" The bartender asks, "I can help you get your mind off of it."

"I-" I can't say I have a girlfriend, cause Phoebe is anything but that... What is she to me? "I'm good." I rudely say, finishing off my beer. I grab my sweater, ready to leave when I see a familiar face.

"Doctor McGuire." Leah Miller says, smiling at me. It's strange seeing her without her scrubs...

"Doctor Miller." I nod my head, trying to walk around her, but she stops me.

"Doctor- Noah. We aren't at work anymore. Skip the formalities." Leah says, drawing a lot from me.

"I really shouldn't," I whisper, grabbing her hand and moving it off of my body. "I'm leaving." I walk out of the door, but as I exit, Leah comes up behind me.

"What is your issue, Noah? What did I do to you? Is this about that girl?" Leah asks, making my hands shake with anger.

"Don't you dare, bring her up!" I yell, almost getting into her face, but I stop myself.

"I'm trying to make sure you don't lose your medical licences," Leah yells back at me.

"I could care less," I state, making Leah's mouth fall open. "I will do anything and everything for her if I lose my license or- even my life. I don't care. I love her." I say, making her eyes feel up with sadness.

"Okay." Leah finally says, nodding her head and leaving me alone on the sidewalk.

I don't know what that was all about, but all I can hear are those words... I love her. I am in love with Phoebe.

I walk home, not angry anymore...

I left her alone... What the fuck is wrong with me?

"What the fuck, Noah?" I say to myself, starting to run now. I hurry into the apartment, hurried up the stairs and rush to get inside the residence.

"Phoebe?" I yell through the apartment, turning on the living room lights. I hurry into our room, and she isn't there. "Baby?" I finally say, and see the bathroom light is on. "Baby, you in there?" I knock on the door, but no one answers.

Don't panic...

I peek through the guest bedroom, and both of the girls are asleep. So I know that Phoebe has to be in there.

"Phoebe?" I asked, knocking on the door again. I jingle with the door, and it's unlocked. I walk in and instantly feel my heart drop to the floor...

"Oh my god. No!" I yell, seeing Phoebe underwater. "Phoebe!" I scream, picking her naked body out of the water and she gasps. She chokes on the water, coughing forcefully.

"What the fuck?" Phoebe yells in shock after she is done coughing. She concealed her body from me. "Noah! What the hell?"

"I- I thought..."

"You thought what? Did you think I was going to kill myself?" Phoebe is shocked, standing up and grabbing a towel. She looks at me in disbelief. "Is that what you think of me?" Her voice breaks, water filling in her eyes.

I don't answer, which turns out to be a huge mistake... and not just in the hospital.

"Phoebe, I don't." I quickly say, grabbing her arm. She whips back at me and rips my hand off her arm.

"Don't ever touch me like that again!" Phoebe yells with pure venom in her voice. I have never seen Phoebe like this before.

"I'm sorry, okay?" I hold my hands up, "I just, seeing your head under the water scared me. I- I don't know what I thought." I quickly state and watch Phoebe step away from me; I close my eyes. I am feeling pissed off again.

I leave the bathroom after I took off my wet boots and make sure I don't slip... I need to talk to her. I can't let this go on any longer.

Even if she sees this other side of me, I don't care. She needs to know everything...

I walk into our room, which I am surprised is unlocked, and I see Phoebe standing in front of the mirror in her silk robe. Her hair is wet, dripping on the gown, and her nipples are erect...

Don't get distracted, Noah.

"We need to talk," I say, closing the door behind me. Phoebe continues to look at herself in the mirror. Refusing to look at me. "Phoebe," I speak again, she ignores me.

Oh, so she is giving me the silent treatment.

"Fine, you don't want to speak. I will. First of all, I'm fucking pissed!" I yell, trying to get a look from her but nothing. "I'm pissed off because you got attacked when I promised you, you would never get hurt by him again. I'm pissed off that you decided to get a haircut when your nose was possibly broken! That you didn't come immediately to the hospital after it happened so I could take care of you. Phoebe- I care so much about you because- because I am in love with you!"

"What?" She breathes, facing me. Unsure at what I just said.

"I love you, Phoebe. I love you so much." I admit, taking a huge step towards her. Phoebe looks into my eyes and does something unexpected.

She rushes towards me and forcefully kisses me. I'm worried about her nose, but I am quickly distracted by her hands in my hair tugging on the ends. I want to love her, love on her... I want to show her the love I have for her.

Phoebe's hands go to my scrub top, pulling up the hem and signalling me to take it off. I do as she wishes, making her pull away from the kiss. She looks up and down my upper body, then her hands slowly start moving over my abs.

I move her head up to look at me and kiss her gently on the lips. Her nose is starting to bruise, and all I want is to take care of her. But her hands go towards my waistband, making me come to a realization.

"Wait-" I say, not wanting to push her into something she isn't ready for.

"I love you too," Phoebe says as if she knows what I am thinking. I want this to happen, but- "Please, I need to feel something besides fear." I move her hair out of her face, tucking a strand behind her ear.

"Baby, I will make you feel all the love I have for you."

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