Consequences

Chapter 11

Ian's POV

I fall on the couch as soon as I walk in the living room. I've never been so happy to lie down on this uncomfortable thing. It's midnight and, believe it or not, I haven't been home this earlier for a while. I've been working like crazy and the last few days passed by in the blink of an eye. Coming home at 3am and leaving at 7:30am became a routine and I've even spent a night or 2 in my dressing room, not bothering to drive here and have to leave an hour later.

I haven't talked much with Lucy due to my hectic schedule but I try to keep in touch as much as I can and I'm sure she'll understand the situation and hopefully will be happy when I tell her the good news I've been dying to tell her but haven't had time to.

Knowing it's only 10pm in LA right now and that I promised Lucy I'd call her as soon as I was home, I decide to call her now and then get a shower and go to bed.

I can't stop the smile from spreading across my face as I dial her number. It's been so long since I last heard her voice. Too long, if you ask me.

"Hey." She says when she picks up and I immediately know something's wrong.

"What's wrong?" I ask, worried, but she doesn't reply. "Lucy, please say something. I'm getting worried."

"I'm sorry." She whispers and in that moment I realize that whatever is happening is way worse than I'd thought.

This is not the first time I call her and notice something's wrong but this time is different. If the other day she sounded sad... scared, even, now she sounds broken and that scares me... so much. Especially when I'm stuck here and she's in LA.

"I'm so sorry." She repeats.

"Why?" I ask, confused, and my heart breaks when I realize she's crying, "Lucy, please tell me what's wrong. We can fix it. I'm here for whatever you need."

"It's over." She says and tries to muffle a sob but doesn't succeed, "You can't call or text me anymore, let alone show up here or anything. You need to move on, just like I did." She says and I immediately get up from the couch.

Just like I did. What is she talking about? Did she find someone? Did she give up on us?

"You moved on? What about us?" I ask, my heart shattering even more every second, "I thought we were going to try once I went back to LA."

"I'm so sorry, Ian. Please believe me when I say I never wanted to hurt you. But things happened and-"

"What happened? Is someone making you do this? Did you meet someone? What happened, Lucy?"

"I'm sorry." She says, once again,

"For God's sake, Lucy. Just tell me what happened! Did I do something wrong? Did I say something wrong? Just... please, tell me what happened."

"Goodbye, Ian." She says and hangs up.

Tears run down my cheeks as I sit down on the couch. I run my hands through my hair and sigh. What the heck just happened? Everything was fine. We had finally decided to try to be together and then she just calls me, out of the blue, she's saying she moved on and telling me to stop calling her? I have no idea what's going on and, if it were someone else, I would probably do what she asked but it's Lucy. My Lucy. I know something happened and that's why she's doing this. Something's wrong and I'll find out what it is. Plus, I've spent too much time pretending not to love her and I'm not going to do that anymore. This time, I'll fight for her and I won't stop until she tells me, face to face, that she doesn't feel anything for me. Then, and only then, I will leave her alone, no matter how much that hurts me.