New York tale (Ian Eastwood fanfic)

Chapter 27- Facing Reality

Chapter 27-

-Chelsea's P.O.V-

"Seriously Ian? You're gonna do this now?" I yelled. I had one more night with Ian but he was starting to lose trust in me..He had a right to, but I didn't want it to turn into a fight.

"Yea now, I want to make sure he didn't put his dirty hands on you!" he stormed into my room after me. 

"He has a girlfriend, nothing has happened since the last time. I promise you. You have to have some trust in me, damn"

He rolled his eyes.. "That doesn't mean he won't stop trying to come after you, or that you won't fall into his arms again..." A slip of the words, my heart dropped. He really believed that? "I didn't-"

"Yes you did. It was on your mind anyway" I crossed my arms.

"Because you just let it happen, and each time I forgave you..."

"Yes I know you did, I made a stupid, fucked up mistake beacuse I wasn't thinking."

"We do the same thing and let it go each time. when is it time to just say we had enough?"

"Nothing's even happened? Ian what the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about this little fling thing you keep having with Justin. Each time, he finds a way to get back to you and you just let him in."

"He's my friend, I'm not going to act like a complete bitch to him" I was confused, he was angered when nothing else had happened. My heart beat fast in my chest as I felt tears well up in the back of my eyes.

"If it's that hard to leave him, just stay with him then"

"IAN I DON'T WANT HIM, I WANT YOU"

"SO LET HIM GO DAMN IT! IT'S HIM OR ME? I LOVE YOU AND I ALWAYS COME BACK, BUT NOT IF YOU HAVE HIM AS A FUCKING BOY TOY TO PLAY WITH WHEN I'M NOT AROUND"

He raised his voice and his eyes darkened, stepping closer to me face. A tear escaped my eye. He was really giving me this ultimatum, now. The obvious choice...

"IT'S YOU, IT'S ALWAYS BEEN YOU IAN. I LOVE YOU" I yelled back. "He's just my friend...but I'm not losing you over him.."

He took my wrists in his hands, taking a step closer to me so our bodies met. I looked up into his eyes, noticing they had softened when he looked at me. My stomach was in knots. I didn't know where this fight was heading but I was scared of it. I hated being on bad terms, especially with Ian.

He had one more day here and we were fighting..this isn't how I wanted this week to end. I just wanted him..I don't know how else to prove to him that he is the only person I want. 

"Chelsea..You know I love you so much. But...I don't know. You still have 4 months left. I don't think I'll be able so come back in less than 4 months. As much as I love you...I can't keep going back and forth like this..I'm not sure if you still have feelings for Justin. But maybe if we took this break to see..if we really should be together."

I felt the weight of the world on my shoulders. Like a shit ton of bricks hit me. I felt numb, all my muscles went limp. "..That's why you came? to break up?" I whispered, feeling more tears roll down my cheek.

"No, I wanted to see you...I just, keep having these thoughts that maybe I'm not the one for you..."

I shook my arms, hitting him in the chest. "NO! You are the one for me...I'm just not good enough...I want you, you have no idea how much I really love you, how much I only want you"

He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "If you really want to leave, leave." I took my arms away from his grip, wiping my eyes and taking a step back.