The betrayal.

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HEY GUYS! Thank you for reading this.. And sorry for not updating for a while AND for making the last chapter so short (Ravennnn.. <. <).  Well, This is like a flashback for Ian, which explains what happened before when he got hurt.  ALSOOOO! I am starting a danisnotonfire fanfiction. NOT Phan, sadly.  But it should be up soon. :3

Danni xoxo

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-8 months ago- (IAN POV)

I was so excited.  I was finally going to pop the big question.  I had it all planned out.  I told Melanie to get dressed nice and that we were going to a fancy dinner.  I got all cleaned up in my suit and sprayed my best cologne.  I had some flowers ready to hand her also.  There was about half-an-hour till I said that I would be over to pick her up, but I thought I'd surprise her by coming early.

I made sure the ring was in my pocket and I had one last look in the mirror to make sure I looked fine.  I got into my car and drove over to her house. Once I got there, I noticed the door was locked, so I knocked.  There was no answer.  I bent over and picked up the spare key under the welcome mat. Once I opened the door, I was standing there. In shock.  Sitting on top of another man, was Melanie.  I seemed to have cut their make-out session short.

She looked back at me with a guilty look and tried to quickly explain.  Before she could say anything,  I walked out in anger.  I slammed the door and threw the key and ring as far as I could down the road.  I was so angry at the world.  I just wanted everything to be a dream. I didn't want to believe it was real.

I drove back home and changed out of the clothes I was in. I knew it was too good to be true. I stayed in my room for the next two days, eating whatever Anthony brought in (surprisingly, he DOES care) and scrolling through Twitter and Facebook.  Nothing could ever make me feel as happy as i did with her.

After the second day, I knew I NEEDED to get out of the room.  Soon, nothing seemed interesting on Twitter anymore and I knew we had to make a video soon.  I probably took the longest shower ever, mainly just thinking about everything that had happened.  I trimmed up the beard a little, considering I looked like a mammoth, and felt a bit better.  When I went into the living room, Anthony was there watching TV.

"Hey, man.  Nice to see you alive, again."

"Just shut up." I said looking at the ground.

"I just want to help. Kalel's busy with some photoshoot thing. Listen, if you don't feel like filming, I understand.  We have enough footage for the next two weeks."

"I.. I just need to get out again.  Maybe that'll make me feel better."

"Probably. Want to get some pizza?"

"You always want pizza... But that does sound pretty good right now" I started smiling a bit.

"Pizza it is then. TO THE CAR!" he points toward the garage.

"TO THE CAR!" I laugh a bit and follow.

~After getting the Pizza~

"So, how're you feeling now?" he says with his mouth full.

"A bit better.  i just don't understand how someone could do that.  That is my biggest question of it all."

"Well, some people are just born assholes.  That's how I see it."

We ate in silence other than some small talk here and there.  Once we finished eating, I stayed in the living room with Anthony watching Pokemon. (Yes, we actually owned Pokemon movies).  time slipped away from us and all of a sudden, it was 1 AM.  I was exhausted.  I did in fact feel better, but I can never say I ever did get over it.  Hopefully, there is someone out there that would never do that to me again.  But, one can only hope.

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