Unwanted Love (book 2) [Ian Gallagher Fanfiction]

Chapter Ten

I push the sheet inside my bag.
"What is it?" Andrews looks at me confused.
"Nothing.. just a bill I forgot to pay."
He nods. "I can go to pay it for you"
"Oh. No it's fine. I also need to go to the supermarket. I'll go now. See you later ok?"
He nods and I quickly leave.
He was looking at me puzzled.
He probably understood that something was wrong, but right now I couldn't think of anything else but Ian.

I call the number and he immediately picks up.
"Eleonora?"
"Yes.. hi."
"Look.. I don't know what happened but I don't give a shit about that girl"
"You don't?"
"After years of being locked here I needed some... you know amusement."
"I didn't mean to act like a psycho.."
He laughs. I can feel his voice breaks.
"No girl will ever be able to take your place"
I smile.
"How can you have a phone on the prison?" I ask
He laughs lightly
"I wanted to sex talk not to judge talk." He admits laughing.
I hear laughs behind him and some noises.
"Just kidding, We have so many hidden objects here in the prisons. But you're a psychologist right? So you're supposed to keep this secret."
I smile. "Okay Gallagher if you put it this way."
The call stops and i hear a ringing annoying beep sound so i look at the display and i notice Andrew was calling.
"Ian.. Andrew is calling me. See you tomorrow ok?"
I quickly hang up.

I pick Andrew's call.
"Hello love. Sorry for bothering but I thought of a new project and wanted to know what you think of it before talking with our boss."
"Sure. Tell me about it." I say while starting my car to lead home.
"Basically I read about this project on a french magazine and it was very successful. What we are supposed to do is picking about 15/20 prisoners that, in maximum 3 months, will be free and see how they behave. We have to stay in the same apartment so we can find out what makes them angry, what pushes them to have an aggressive behaviour and so on. We can check the progress they make and at the same time if they are ready to get out prison. We also have to write down and take notes of whatever happens and then those files will be used in court to decide whether they are ready to get out or not."

Images of Ian and I being in the same "apartment" living together 24/7 make me feel so excited that for a second i forget how dangerous it may be staying with other criminals and living with them.

"Wouldn't it be dangerous?" I ask smiling still thinking of being with Ian all the time.
"The flat will be located in a unknown area where there is no gps or segnal at all. In addition, we will have security guards out of the flat and inside the flat too."
"It seems an amazing idea then!" I say aloud while I slam the door of my car.
"Alright then, I'll talk with the boss right now."
He hangs up the phone leaving me smiling like a teenager would do before spending her first holiday with her boyfriend.

I write down Ian's number and hide it at the bottom of the drawer  then I make some tea waiting for Andrew to get back.
So many people would think I am a bitch for cheating on my future husband but even if what i am doing is bad, at the same time It feels so right like if we truly belong together and we are just fulfilling our destiny.

"I am baaack" Andrew announces opening the door.
He hugs me from behind. "I am so glad to be back at home"
I force a smile.
"News about the project?" I ask pouring tea.
"Boss said that we could make it work. He needs a few of weeks to prepare everything and then we can move there."
I nod sipping.
"I know this is not what you dreamt of but if we work it ou..."
I interrupt him saying "No really. It's very interesting and we can help more people at the same time. You had an amazing idea."
He smiles leaning forward to kiss me "I am so lucky to have you." He whisperers.

Those words hit me like a sharp knife and my breath stops as I imagine all the pain I will cause him. I would be hurt so much if I found out that Ian cheated on me.

"Everything ok?" He says probably noticing my absent gaze.
"I need to talk to you." I swallow, my eyes fill up with tears.