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to walk
past me, but she brushed me off and refused to even look at me. What the hell
had I done? I wasn't the douchebag trying to get at her without her permission.
I wasn't the one making unwanted advances towards her. As I took in a long deep
breath, I pushed my fingers back through my hair and then slowly drug them down
my face. The minute I met Riley, I knew it was going to be tough to get her to
trust me fully, or even at all, but damn it was frustrating.
    I walked back to the car where Riley and Mr.
Rollins were waiting. I had my hand shoved into the front pocket of my jeans,
not wanting her to be afraid of me touching her again. I glanced up, just as
Mr. Rollins was helping Riley into the back seat. I breathed a little easier
knowing she wouldn't be riding up front with him. I wasn't sure whether or not
I should slide in next to her, or just take the front passenger seat.
Unfortunately, I didn't get to make that decision; she made it for me by
closing the door as she saw me approaching the vehicle. I let out a huff and
sat myself in the seat next to Mr. Rollins. I think he was just as shocked as I
was. I had the feeling he could see what was lingering between Riley, and
myself especially when he gave me a disgusted stare as I buckled my seat belt.
    I opened my mouth at least ten times to say
something, anything to break the tension that now hung in the stifling air in
the car, but I didn't want Riley to feel uncomfortable. I hadn't lied to her
earlier when I told her I had faith in her. I did and I would continue to do
so, until she walked away from me. As much as I knew that I should probably
walk away from her, I just couldn't do it.
    We pulled up to the front of the hospital and
apparently Mr. Rollins was walking us back inside. He put the car in park and
then turned to face me.
    "Tristan, do you mind if I have a minute alone
with Riley?"
    I hesitated with my answer. I looked back at Riley,
but her expression held no emotion. I couldn't tell whether or not she was okay
with this, so I just agreed. I exited the car and started making my way up the
half a dozen stairs leading to the main entrance. My hand grazed the hot brass
doorknob as I glanced back at the parked car below me. Riley was looking at me
through the back window. I gave her a quick smile and then proceeded inside. I
went straight up to the psychiatric ward and checked back in with the nurse
behind the counter. She gave me a flirtatious smile, but I easily ignored it
and went to find Crazy John. If I couldn't hang out with Riley any more today,
then I needed something to keep my mind busy, and off of her. Easier said than
done at this point.

CHAPTER SEVEN
Riley
    I was beginning to feel extremely uncomfortable
being alone in Mr. Rollins’ car. When he said he wanted to talk to me alone, I
could only imagine what he would say. As much as I didn't want Tristan to
leave, I knew it was the only way to find out what Mr. Rollins wanted. I had to
admit, he made me uncomfortable regardless of where we were. There was
something definitely off about him, I just couldn't put my finger on it.
    "Riley, I see the way you and Tristan are
together. Please don't take offense to this, but I don't think you should be
getting into a relationship right now."
    I slowly let my arms fall to my sides, as I reached
for the door handle. "Honestly Mr. Rollins, I appreciate what you are
doing for me, but I really don't think it's any of your business. Tristan and I
are just friends. Now if you'll excuse me, I think I'll go inside. Thanks
again." I started to exit the car when Mr. Rollins’ hand caught a hold of
mine. I tried to jerk it away, but he had a tight hold of it.
    "Be careful Riley. Sometimes we end up in
situations that we know we could've avoided. I believe this may be one of
them."
    "Please let go of me." I whispered.
    Mr. Rollins bashfully pulled his arm back and
looked forward out the windshield. I wasn't sure if he was waiting for me to
say anything else, but I