Forbidden Love (Ian Somerhalder Fan-Fiction)

Past The Point Of No Return.....

I think if I've learned anything about friendship, it's to hang in, stay connected, fight for them, and let them fight for you. Don't walk away, don't be distracted, don't be too busy or tired, don't take them for granted. Friends are part of the glue that holds life and faith together. Powerful stuff.

Secrets. Funny how, when you're about to be given something precious, something you've wanted for a long time, you suddenly feel nervous over taking it.
Everyone wants more than anything to be allowed into someone else's most secret self. Everyone wants to allow someone into their most secret self. Everyone feels so alone inside that their deepest wish is for someone to know their secret being, because then they are alone no longer. Don't we all long for this? Yet when it's offered it's frightening, because you might not live up to the desires of the one who bestows the gift. And frightening because you know that accepting such a gift means you'll want-perhaps be expected- to offer a similar gift in return. Which means giving your "self" away. And what's more frightening than that?

Sophia P.O.V

As I walked away from the car I literally wanted to hit myself. How could I drop something like that on him? Why the hell can't I control my mouth when I'm around Ian? He was never meant to know about what happened. How I lost our baby that I wasn't even aware of. Why do I keep digging myself a grave when it came to him? Maybe it's cause I got nostalgic with him taking care of me. How stupid was I to of got roofied? It's like I've come to this city and I'm not behaving like myself. I'm level headed I don't let things get to me and I certainly wouldn't of allowed someone to roofie me. I need to fix up and be that woman that I've been for last 13 years. I can't allow any of this to affect me further moving to Atlanta is about a new beginning. Not to let my past take control of my future. For me to somehow deal with all this without losing focus.

I made my way up to my suite as I walked in I notice there was bottles of booze everywhere. It looks like Loredana brought the party back here. I shook my head as I began to make my way to my room as I did notice about half a dozen people passed out on the suite floor. She really did go all out and I think she and I will be having words later. I walked into my room and luckily there wasn't anyone in here because if there was I would have flipped. I locked the door behind me so no random would come in. Really what I wanted to do was walk into Loredana room and give her a piece of my mind. From the looks of all this she didn't even care of the fact that she didn't seem me in the club. The more I thought about it the angrier I got so I decided a hot shower might help me cool down a little. Which it did but all that kept running through my mind was how out of all people that Ian to in a sense save me from possibly a horrible fate. He didn't need to do that maybe he did that because he felt that he owed me after the way he just upped and left. Or it could be the fact of how he broke my heart because he wanted to be the player and not settle down. Well he played the role of the bachelor pretty well and he didn't settle down with the string of women has been with. I think this relationship with Nina maybe the one. Am I jealous? Yeah... No..... I don't know. I guess the guy I thought I knew was gone but then this one act he did.

No I can't keep doing this to myself I refuse to let him get into my head I've done enough screwing up in the short time of me being here. If all goes well I'm going to be working with an amazing team and progressing my career. I will not allow Ian and my past or any feeling I may have ruin all that. So I calm myself down I left the apartment full of deadbeats and thought to take a little tour of the city that I may be calling home soon. I was kind of impressed in what Atlanta had to offer there was loads of thing that you could do places to go. I didn't look like I would be getting bored here anytime soon. So I found a coffee bar and stayed there for a while. As when I returned back to the hotel suite I expect all unknown people to be gone. I was trying to think of way to talk to Loredana about last night without it turning into a full blown argument. I got my cell out and began to flick though it I went to my twitter app and I notice I had couple of new notifications. When I check i had new followers Julie Plec, Michael Narducci then the name Ian Somerhalder. I felt my jaw drop as I kept looking at the notification. Why would he follow me? Why would he even do that? Did he take pleasure in torturing me? No I'm not going to let him get to me.