The High School Sweetheart
Chapter Two
IPOV
Wanda and I were on our way to the game room to wait for Nate's group only to realize when we arrived that they were already there. An odd hair color I had only ever seen on one individual caught my eye. And when I looked, I saw a girl I thought I would never see again. Sienna. She still had those forest green eyes I loved so much. I couldn't help myself. I let go of the hand I was holding, who, at the moment couldn't remember who it belonged to, and sprinted toward my high school sweetheart. I embraced her in my arms while she embraced my lips with an amazing kiss. I eagerly returned her affection. I don't know how long we stood like that, but suddenly someone was yanking me away from Sienna. It was Jared and if looks could kill, I would be dead as a doornail. He punched me so hard I saw stars, but it gave me the wake-up call I needed. I suddenly recalled who's hand I had been holding before I unthinkingly ran toward Sienna. I anxiously looked around the room only to realize Wanda was nowhere in sight. I looked to Jared with the question in my eyes.
"She ran out when you embraced her."
His head tilted toward Sienna. How could I have done that to Wanda? Especially after we had just taken our bath together.
"Do you know which way she went?" I asked anyone in particular just to get an answer. Melanie was the one to answer with daggers in her eyes.
"We don't know. We were to disgusted seeing you all over your little tramp."
"Hey, I'm NOT a tramp. Ian and I love each other thank you very much." Sienna defended herself. She looked to me for assistance, but I didn't have the time. I had to find Wanda.
"I'm sorry Sienna, but I have to go find Wanda."
"What?! Ian, who the hell is Wanda?" Sienna was completely perplexed.
"She's the woman I've fallen in love with. Look, I've got to go!" I took aff out of the game room only to hear a pair of light footsteps following me. I took off faster not wanting to deal with Sienna right now. I had forgotten how fast Sienna was and she easily kept up with me. I checked mine and Wanda's room first, but I knew before I even looked in that she wouldn't be there. When I turned to head to the kitchen, Sienna was blocking my path. I tried to push past her, but she wasn't moving an inch.
"Ian, you are going to tell me who this Wanda is this minute!" she demanded.
"I'm sorry Sienna, but I don't have the time right now." I said.
"Well, MAKE the time because I'm not moving until I get some answers." She yelled.
"Sienna, if you don't move, I will make you move." I threatened.
"Puh-lease, even now you could never hurt a soul. I know you, Ian." She countered.
What she had just said took me back to when Wanda had first arrived in Mel's body. I still felt terrible for trying to kill her then, but I knew today I had hurt her more than I did that day. And that thought tortured me. So I gently, but swiftly picked Sienna up and moved her enough so I could get around her. The second her feet hit the ground, I was off and running. She was to stunned to pursue me right away, but I knew she would be off soon enough, demanding answers again. So I had no time to lose. Next, I checked the kitchen, then the washroom, Mel and Jared's room, Jamie's room, even Trudy's room. I couldn't believe I hadn't seen Sienna again, but I couldn't dwell on that fact. I had to find Wanda. Then it dawned on me where she ALWAYS went and I wanted to hit myself because I hadn't thought of it before. The storage room! I was off and running again. It seemed to take hours to get there when in reality it probably only took about a minute. Only to have my heart sink once again when I realized she wasn't there. I started to panick. Where was she? And then it hit me. I had looked EVERYWHERE! She wasn't in the caves. Oh My God! She ran away and it's all my fault. Wanda is dying out there in the desert and it's all my fault. Why the hell did Sienna show up, and why the hell did I react the way I did?! Yeah, I hadn't seen her in three years, and yeah we never officially broke up, but that still didn't excuse the way I acted. Well, if Wanda was out there, I would find her and explain it to her. But I couldn't imagine how she could ever forgive me, but I would do ANYTHING to get her back. If I couldn't find her, then I would die out there because I will not live without knowing she was alright and safe. Even if it meant not being with her. That thought tortured me though. I would get down on my knees and beg if I had to. I realized I was wasing time, so I took off once again only to be stopped on my way to the exit by Jared. He glared at me, but I couldn't blame him. I deserved it. I deserved much worse, but nothing worse came.
"Jared, move. Wanda's out there. She could be dying!"
"She's not dying. She's outside with Mel. Leave them alone."
He didn't give me much choice because he was blocking my only way out. But at least I knew she was alright. That relieved some of the tension.
"Please Jared. I have to talk to her." I begged.
"She doesn't want to talk to you. And I don't blame her, jackass."
"Neither do I, but I can't lose her Jared. PLEASE?" I begged once again.
"First of all, you've probably already lost her with the way you acted. But if you want to talk to her so badly, wait until they come back in. Give them as much time as they need. Let her come to you WHEN she's ready." He cautioned.
"Ok." I could do that. It would kill me, but I could do it. For her. So I sat there and began my wait. Jared didn't stick around. There was work to be done, but I couldn't focus on that right now. I sat there
for hours waiting anxiously for them to return. I started to wonder where Sienna was, but realized I didn't really care as long as she wasn't here bothering me. Finally, after three long hours, I heard footsteps coming from the passageway. Wanda was coming back.