Lost (Sequel to Who Are Your Parent?) (Smosh fanfic) (3/3) (COMPLETED)

Chapter 8

POV: Anna

 Anthony came home a few hours later.

He walked through the door, "I'm-"

He wasn't able to finish before I ran up to hug him.

He smiled, "Nice to see you too."

I cried into his chest, "I'm not going anywhere. I'll be always be here. I'll never leave you."

"What do you mean?"

I didn't answer him. I just cried and didn't let him go.

He let me cry till I calmed down. I pulled back and wiped my eyes.

He bent down, "What do you mean?"

I shook my head, "I'll never give up. You will never have to go through losing me. Never will I cause you that suffering."

"Losing you? What are you talking about?"

I looked back at Kalel who was still crying.

"She can explain. I have to go. I'll talk to you when I get back."

"Where are you going?"

I looked at him, "Don't worry. I'll be back. I just have to do something."

He looked me in the eyes. It was like he was trying to see if I was lying or not.

He then nodded, "Ok, but you better be back."

I smiled and nodded.

He stood up and walked over to Kalel.

I ran out the door and shifted at the edge of the woods.

I didn't want to tell him where I was going because I didn't want him to tag along.

I just want to talk to Ian, alone.

I arrived at his house in no time.

I looked in the garage, his car was there. Good.

I shifted and walked into the house.

I walked to the living room, "Ian?!"

I didn't get an answer.

I looked out the back door. No where.

I closed the door and walked down the hallway to my room.

It was neatly cleaned. Like I haven't been here in forever. Which I haven't.

I sniffed the air. It smelled like Ian. It was recent.

So he has been coming into my room?

I opened the drawer, my notebook was gone.

I closed it and walked to Anthony's room.

The bed was still a mess and there were tissues all over. Ian hasn't been in here.

I walked to Anthony's closet. I grabbed a suitcase and walked back to my room.

I started packing some clothes. I'd be back to pack the furniture.

I finished packing the clothes and closed the suitcase.

That's one thing our of the way.

I walked out of the room and to Ian's room.

The room was horrible. There was trash all over, it was dark, the bed covers were on the floor, it was a mess. 

I saw a mound in the bed. It must be him.

I walked to the bed, "Ian?"

He groaned, "Go away."

I sat down on the bed, "No, Ian. I came to say sorry and i'm not leaving till you forgive me."

He sat up, "You're leaving anyway. You're going with your family..."

"You're my family too."

"Then why are you going?!"

"They're my pack, Ian. My wolf will grieve for her pack."

I also can't lose Anthony....

"So what! Let the wolf grieve! Haven't you thought that maybe i'll grieve too?!"

I sighed, "Ian, I didn't come here to fight. I came her to get your forgivness. I can run here. You know that I can go super fast. It won't take long."

"You can run there too!"

"No Ian, I can't. This is my home, my den, so I will always know where it is. But their place isn't, so I won't know where it is."

"Anna, please! I can't lose you!"

I saw the tears forming in his eyes.

I had to look away before I started crying and gave in. I need to be with Anthony. He is my pack. Packs always stick together.

I shook my head, "I came here for forgivness."

"You'll get it if you stay!"

I shook my head.

"If you don't want to give me forgivness, it's ok. I didn't expect it anyways."

"I'll just visit you everyday. Ian, you will see me a whole lot."

I stood up and gave him a kiss on the head, "I'll miss you Ian."

I saw my notebook on the bed and was about to grab it.

But I stopped. He needs something of me.

I turned to the door and walked to it.

I took a deep breath and turned the knob.

"Wait!"

I stopped, "Yes?"

"Please...don't leave me....."

I choked out the words, "I'm sorry....." I took another deep breath, "Anthony is my pack. I can't lose him. It will crush me...."

I walked out the door and closed it.

I grabbed my bag and ran out the back door to the woods.

I stopped when I was far enough and broke down crying.

I thought nothing could top all the shit that i've been through.

But this did.

This is the hardest thing I could have ever done.

Nothing can top this.

Nothing.....