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Chapter 9: Beware the Ides of March: Part 2

March 15, 2012

I was highly impressed with myself that I managed to not wake up Tiara. Right when I step out of the elevator, people are begging for my attention. It took all the power within me not to yell fuck off and remain unbothered for the time I was here. With one glare, the crowd parts and I walk to my office in silence. I let out a deep breath as I sit down in the familiar but unfamiliar black chair behind my desk. I hear a knock and I already know who it is, "C'mon in Janice."

"Good morning Mr. Somerhalder I have your Grande Americano with two sugars right here. Since you are only here for about five hours, your schedule is packed. In exactly twenty minutes you have a meeting over video chat in meeting room A with Los Angeles HP. Then Julie Plec is coming to talk about TVD and McCarthy Constructors are coming to discuss what you want for the new building in Mandeville. During the last two hours you will have a meeting with Cody and have some papers to sign from various people."

"Ugh okay thank you Janice." With a smile, she walks out. This is going to be a long five hours.

Point of View: Tiara Green

The sun blazes through the curtains waking me up finally. I look at the clock and see it's eleven in the afternoon, which means there's only two hours until Ian gets back. Right when he enters my mind, my phone goes off. "Hey baby how's work?"

"Oh don't ask! I can't wait to get home all these people are acting as if they can't function without everything being spelt out for them. Then they keep seeing me pissed off so they ask if you're here today which pisses me off even more because that's their sly way of saying I'm being an asshole. I know I'm being an asshole!"

"Aww I'm sorry hon at least you're my asshole I'd gladly claim you any day. I'll take the stress away when you get here."

I can see his smirk, "I'm looking forward to it baby doll. I was calling to tell you to wait to get dressed since I'm changing."

"Oh okay will do."

We stay on the line listening to each other breathe, "I don't want to get off the phone with you."

"You'll see me in a little bit sweetheart I'm sure you can survive," I reply.

"I'm barely surviving now."

"Don't you need to actually work since you are trying to get home soon?"

"I am working all I have to do now is sign some papers so I'll be home early." I can tell that he has a big smile on his gorgeous face.

"I need to get in the shower then!" I know Ian is not going to hang up so I get up and walk to the bathroom putting my phone on speaker so I can take my clothes off.

"Wait for me."

"If I wait we will stay in the for hours like before."

"Do you have me on speaker? Tiara don't you get in that shower without me."

"Huh what? Darn AT&T they're at it again I'm losing signal!" I turn on the water.

"You're not losing signal!"

"Ugh no bars I love you bye!" I quickly hang up and jump in knowing that Ian is probably on his way right now. I run the razor over various parts of my body then start scrubbing away. After doing a three-sixty turn to wash off the soap I jump out and towel dry myself as quick as I can. When I finish putting pajamas on I pull my hair up just as Ian walks in.

"You're getting slow old man."

He narrows his eyes at me then plants a swift kiss on my lips. "Maybe you're getting faster."

"Sit." I demand and he obeys. I get on my knees starting with his shoes begin to undress him.

"What did I do to deserve you?"

"You said 'Hey there cutie how about I buy you a drink, we make small talk, and you end up in my bed moaning my name?' and it was the beginning of a perfect fairytale."

Ian laughs, "Oh how could I forget."

I grab all his stuff, "Go get in the shower and make it snappy!"

"Yes mam!"

I head into the closet and start putting everything in its appropriate place. I try to pull out the drawer that has Ian's ties neatly laid out but it's stuck. I stick my hand in running my fingers across the top. I find something that feels like an envelope then pull it down. As what I thought, it's a golden envelope. I dump the contents out on the soft cream carpet.

A stack of pictures poor out along with two papers. All the pictures have one thing in common… me. Every angle, every position, every situation, every emotion possible captured right here plain as day. There has to be at least one hundred pictures here and only a hand full includes Ian. From the day we were in my car alone in front of his house all the way to the first night we saw each other in London. I sit there frozen in time unsure what to feel then the papers catch my eye.

Everything gets even weirder when I see they are written in Morse code. Back in college, I remembered taking on the task of learning how to interpret it, and I know whoever this is knows that too. The first one I read starts with the writer getting closer to Ian. I keep reading and it gets too detailed to where I just want to throw up. I grab everything and throw it on the bed getting a better take on everything.

"What is this?" I mumble looking at the bed since I can feel that tingle up my spine knowing Ian is here.

"Tiara calm down I can explain."

I turn around, "Calm down? Calm down! There's some crazy psychopath running around taking pictures of me naked and sending death threats! You told me someone is watching us making it seem like some extra paparazzi but no it's a narcissist that daydreams about fucking me and replacing you! These pictures are from when I started college!"

"I was trying to protect you from this bullshit you don't need to worry with every single little thing. This guy isn't going to do anything he only has balls behind paper!"

"He will kill you Ian! How can you not take that seriously? I'm not willing to lose you I'm not taking any chances! I don't need protecting if I don't have you if you die someone might as well kill me too because I'm not going to live on this earth without you! How long has this been going on?"

"I got the first letter the day of our giant argument in London."

"Why the hell didn't you tell me?"

"I was trying to protect you but it seems as if you can't get that through your head!"

"You can't get through your head that I need you to be open with me! It takes maybe a thirty-minute conversation to talk about serious stuff between us that's all I ask but you can't even give me that! How would you feel if the tables were turned? If I, the woman you claim to love, was getting death threats? Would you want me to keep it from you?"

"Obviously not bu-"

"No! Is there some fucking double standard between us? This has to do with my life and you suddenly think you're God!"

"Sorry for trying to protect you for putting my life ahead of yours to make sure you stayed alive!"

"That's not what I want!"

"Oh right excuse me I forgot I'm only here to please you and nothing more I sit here and I speak when I'm allowed to! You never let me get my point across you're not always right you don't always know best!"

"With all your dumbass decisions lately I mean over the past couple months since I'm just finding out now!"

"You're completely right again and you know the biggest mistake of all? Proposing to you thinking that this could work but you and I both know I couldn't have been more wrong if I tried!"

"If it was such a big mistake leave then I would leave but then you would bitch at me for having no reason on walking on you for the third time!"

"You know what that's a great idea because you're right once again!" Ian puts on a pair of jeans, Nikes, and a white t-shirt then walks out the bedroom.

I hear the front door slam and I already regret everything I said.

Point of View: Ian Somerhalder

I speed off in my black Audi R8 still fuming about everything. The last fucking thing I need after all the shit I'm already in is to get in an unforgiveable argument with Tiara. I don't even want to think about it because I'll side with her like always saying that it's all my fault when in reality we are both in the wrong. Everything went up in smoke after finally agreeing on having children just twenty-four hours ago. What's up with our relationship turning into shit in only twenty-four hours? I love the woman to death but damn there's only so much I can take! I have a bad temper she has a bad temper and when we are angry at each other it feels like the world has stopped.

I sit at the longest red light in the world and the thought of turning around enters my mind. I know if I walk back in there, there could be more yelling but isn't that better than going to bed alone tonight? Better than spending every moment awake or asleep thinking about Tiara in a bed all alone?

I roll my eyes, sitting here is pointless I'm the only person at this intersection. The light finally turns green and I drive straight until I'm at the point to turn around to go back to the woman I love the most. I begin to enter the lonely intersection once again but I am mistaken a car comes out of nowhere crashing into my side. For that split second all my senses are taken away, I see nothing, feel nothing, hear nothing, smell nothing, and taste nothing realistic. What they say is wrong your life doesn't flash before your eyes. That one most important thing is all you can see, all you hear, all you smell, and all you taste. My mind couldn't travel farther than to think about my first and last second with my beautiful Tiara Alexandria Green she's mine… mine forever.

My eyes finally open to see the shattered glass everywhere and I feel the warm trickle of blood on my head, arm, and I think my leg but who knows? Blackness consumes me but I return to reality a moment later lying on the warm concrete of the road panting it's as if all air has been taken away from me.

"Hello Ian. We haven't met in person before but I'm sure you guessed right I'm your worst nightmare right here in the flesh. Where are those smoldering eyes that everyone talks about? They might not be of any use I got you good it's too soon to tell if you'll be paralyzed for the rest of your life if you survive this. Anyways I'm here to deliver my promise I said I would hurt you if you hurt Tiara again. I know about that fight that happened hmm twelve minutes ago word travels fast."

This voice sounds so familiar. I force my eyes open right before the kicks to my ribs are raining down. I'm too weak to do anything but lay here I barely make noise. The man grabs a handful of my hair and begins to bang my head against the concrete.

"Oh c'mon Ian fight back I thought I would be against the big bad ass Damon Salvatore! Nobody is coming to save you I made sure of that!" I hear the drag of metal against the ground and right when it hits my chest I know it's a baseball bat. The attack goes all over my body I'm sure breaking some bones.

Tears roll down my face nonstop as begin to think about what will happen to Tiara. I think of all the good, the bad, and the ugly we've gone through then I think of what we were going to have in the future. I want her to be my last thought the last thing I see in my head because I know this is the end this is where I will die.

Panting for air becomes impossible as the mad man wraps his hands around my neck and the life in me begins to slip away. "Any last words before I'm fucking your now ex-girlfriend?"

"T-Tell her I… I'm sorry…." The darkness consumes me.

Point of View: Tiara Green

I sit on the steps with my head in my hands hoping that Ian will walk through that door any second now since he isn't answering his phone. I hear it open and jump up to see Cheynne who has been crying.

"What's wrong?"

"Ian he was in a car accident a car smashed into the driver's side and all I've heard is that he was already unconscious when people got there."

My worse fear is coming true I might lose him forever. I can't even say anything I sit there frozen as fear takes over my body.

"I'll go get some stuff for you I'm sure you'll want to stay the night." She runs upstairs leaving me standing next to the door alone.

An arm is wrapped around my torso and before I can question it, my mouth was covered with a cloth. I tried to jerk away but it was too late I was slipping away deeper into unconsciousness.

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