Chapter Eight
I arrived back in our room in a couple of minutes, still being dragged by Jared.
"Will you let go already?" I pleaded.
"Oh, sorry," Jared replied, letting go of my arm. "What got in to you back there Mel? It's like you were a different person."
"I was just sitting there talking to Kyle, and Sunny comes up to us and gives me attitude. So I called her a bitch and she slapped me," I told the story as if it didn't hurt me, but deep down it did. I was shocked Sunny would do such a thing. And to think I wanted her to be one of my bridesmaids! That will have to change.
"Honey, is there anything you want to tell me? You seem to be acting very strange lately..."
I looked down at the there something I wanted to tell him? "No, Jared, everything is fine," I said, putting a smile on my face.
"Good. But if there is let me know, okay? I just want you to be well." He stepped over and kissed me on the lips. It felt like we hadn't done that in forever. I didn't realize how much I missed it.
"Kellan!" I screamed, happily. I spotted him laying on the mattress and ran over to him. "Aw sweetie I missed you! I know it was only about an hour since I last saw you, but boy has it been a long morning! Mommy already got in a fight! Can you believe it?" I used my baby voice, petting him with both hands.
I heard Jared sigh from behind me. I turned around to see him staring at us, with sorrow in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"It's...nothing." He scratched his head.
Oh God. I don't know how much more of this I can take. First Wanda and Ian break up, and Kyle breaks up with Sunny. Then Wanda lost her memory and Kyle spills his guts out to me, causing Sunny to slap me and Ian is no where to be found. Now Jared has a problem. What do I look like, Maury?
"Jared is everything okay with you? I know I have been off in another land these past few days, but you have to understand, a lot has happened. All in a short amount of time too. People keep coming to me with their problems and it's starting to drive me nuts." It felt good to get this all out of my system.
"I'm just excited about our wedding...that's all," Jared said, smiling. I could tell he was using a fake smile, like the one I used earlier.
I went over to hug him, trying to at least make him feel a little better. As I put my arms around him I saw Ian walk by our door.
"Ian?" I asked. "Jared, I'll be right back. I need to talk to Ian." I gave him a kiss and left the room, running after Ian.
I caught up with him as soon as we reached the storage room.
"Ian, where have you been?" I asked bitterly.
"Mel, leave me alone. I still am not in the mood to talk," Ian replied, he sounded depressed.
"Did you hear about Wanda? She lost her memory!"
"Yeah, I heard."
"Ian, I don't think you did. She lost her memory!" I basically screamed this at him.
"Mel, fuck off. I heard you the first time, and I don't need you to stand here and scream at me. Don't you think I realize what this means? I've lost her. She will never be the same. And if you think I forgave myself for what happened then you are dead wrong. I will never forget what I said to her the moment she fainted. I wish I could take it back. But the fact of the matter is I can't. I have to live with that for the rest of my life," Ian said, his fury was pushing through his words, but he stayed completely calm. He whispered the next part so I wasn't sure if I heard him correctly.
"Did you just say 'the rest of your short life'?" I asked slowly. "Ian what are you planning on doing?" I was worried now.
"Nothing Mel. God, can't you just give a guy some space?" He finally turned around to show me his face. He was beyond pale and looked very sick.
"Have you been eating?" I was nervous to ask, not wanting him to start yelling at me.
"Nope." He said as if I was asking a stupid question.
"Ian!"
"What? What do you want from me Melanie? I ruined Wanda's life. I can't stand living with that knowledge!" He was getting furious now, I could tell. He looked like he could punch a wall.
"Ian she wouldn't want this. If she knew what was going on she would tell you that you were acting like an idiot," I tried to comfort him, but I had no idea how to. We were never that close.
"Yeah, well she doesn't know what's going on. So I guess you will just have to fill in for her," Ian said, sarcastically.
"This isn't funny, Ian."
"Will you stop saying my name? Just go back to your fiancé or something." He spat the word out again. Why did he keep doing that?
"Oh my god. You're jealous. You're actually jealous about our wedding," I was in awe. I always thought Wanda and Ian had the perfect relationship. Not the other way around...
"Yep. You caught me, I'm jealous. So go have the time of your life at your wedding with your jackass of a husband. I'll be sure to send you your wedding present from my new home in hell."
I couldn't tell if he was joking about this or not, but I wasn't going to take any chances. I had to tell someone that Ian wasn't healthy and was planning on doing something crazy. I just hoped I could do something before it was too late.
I ran out of the room and down the halls, running until I found someone. The first person I ran into, was of course, Jeb. He was the last person I wanted to see right now. I knew he would have me explain the whole story if I told him what Ian had said. I had to find someone else, anyone else.
The next person I ran into was Doc, he looked like he was coming back from the washroom.
"Doc! Doc, I need your help!"
"What is is Mel?"
"It's Ian. I think he is planning on doing something stupid."
"What do you mean?"
"I went to go talk to him about Wanda and he looked really bad, like he hasn't eaten in a while or gotten any sleep. He said something like he would only have to deal with it all for a short amount of time."
"A short amount of time? Does that mean he is thinking about...killing himself?"
"....I think so."
"Someone is planning on killing themselves?" It was Jamie who spoke, he was standing a few feet away wearing a shocked look on his face.
"Jamie, go back to work. This does not concern you," Doc told him sternly.
"If someone wants to hurt themselves then it does concern me. Who is it?" Jamie asked with panic in his voice. "It's not Wanda right?" His eyes got wide.
"No, Jamie, it's not Wanda. Just go back to work and we will take care of it," I said, walking over to pat his shoulder.
"Who is it then?"
"...Ian," I looked at Doc as I answered Jamie's question. He shook his head as if to say that was a bad idea.
"No!" Jamie shouted. "I have to go tell Wanda!"
"Jamie no! Listen to me, you are not to tell anyone about this. Is that understood?" I was using my motherly voice, letting him know that I meant what I said.
"But-"
"No 'buts' Jamie."
"Bu-"
"No!" I yelled. I meant what I said, and I knew he would realize that sooner or later. All he wanted to do was help, but having everyone in the caves panic was not a good idea. Ian needed help, and fast.
"Doc, we should go get Ian." I started to walk back to the storage room, with Doc right on my heels. I looked back to where Jamie was standing, he was no longer there. Good, he went back to work.
It was only a two minute walk back to the storage room. I was nervous the whole time. What if something happens to him? Would it be my fault? How would we move past this? What if Wanda wakes up and remembers him? I don't know how I could break the news to her. I have to make sure he survives this, for Wanda's sake. I owe her that much, if not so much more.
When we found Ian he was sitting in the corner with his hands covering his face.
"Ian, it's Doc. Why don't you come with me so we can talk?" He voice sounded soothing.
"There's..no....time..it's.......done." He dropped his hands to his lap, exposing his face, which was pale white with a bluish tin. He eyes looked heavy, like he hadn't slept in days. His breathing seemed abnormally slow.
"Doc, I think something is wrong. He doesn't look so good."
Just as I said that Ian turned to his side and threw up on the floor.
"Call for help, we need to get him to my office immediately!" Doc shouted to me over his shoulder. I had never seen Doc even remotely like this. It sounded as though he was in a state of hysteria. It terrified me.
