UNEXPECTED

18- "We need to let each other move on."

Her presence here couldn't be any good. A thousand questions run through my mind.

Selena didn't respond. She tried her best to jerk away but Ian only tightened his hold and looked back at me. "You called her here?"

I noticed the stare from her but I couldn't look at her.

"Fuck no, why would I do that?"

"Yes, you left me a note." She let out, her voice low.

I tightened my jaw as I gave her a look. Something weird happend inside my chest when I notice that she's wearing my hoodie over her dress.

"No, I didn't."

She looks confused, her eyes narrow. "Yes, you did! There was a note saying that the plan has changed."

"Didn't you hear what I just said? I said, I fucking didn't."

Ian took hold of her shoulders and pushed her against the wall again. "I'm gonna let you go, and you will go back to the apartment, you get that?"

"Let me go, you are hurting me."

I bit inside my cheek at the tone of her voice.

The urge to yank him away from her was huge but I told myself to stay away. I had to let this happen for her to get that this was over, I wasn't her knight in shining armor. I also had to do this to make myself understand that it wasn't my obligation to assure she was alright.

Ian took hold of her arm and pushed her away. "Go," he screams. "Fucking leave, now!"

"How am I supposed to leave? Where am I?"

Fuck, what the hell is happening. I was so confused.

Was she fucking with us? My mouth goes dry at the realization.

"What do you mean?" I jump in.

"I don't know where I am." She was speaking more to herself than me. "The guard brought me here, he said that you were waiting for me."

My expression hardens. "The guard brought you here?"

She nods.

I bolt toward her, my face inches from hers. "Don't fucking lie to me." I wanted to grab her and make her tell me everything there is to tell, but I didn't want to touch her.

I'm not going to fucking touch her.

I was fuming in anger. I can hurt her, I could if I wanted to.

"The guard works for us, there's no way he could have brought you here because that wasn't the plan, so why don't you make us both a favor and tell us the truth."

She took a step away from me and she wraps her arms around herself. "I'm telling the truth."

I take a step towards her, not letting her run away from this. "No, you are not!"

Our gazes clash and she standing tall, facing me. I hate her, I fucking hate her for this, for thinking she can lie to me and get away with it. I lift my chin, letting her know that I'm not backing away.

"Tell me the fucking truth."

"I swear it, the phone called and I woke up, that's when I found the note-"

"What phone?"

"The phone you gave me."

"The phone I gave you?" I chuckled at that. "No one knows the number of the phone I gave you, unless Miley decided to call you in the middle of the night?"