Stacy walked up, taking the note out of Ivy’s hand, she giggled. “Ohhh, what are you for Halloween? Yourself?” Stacy spouted off.
Ivy turned to face her, she needed to put this girl in her place. Or at least scare her, so she’d leave her alone for one day, “Yes, in fact, I am. And, oh, guess what? You are the first one on my list to die. So, BEWARE! RAWR!” she growled, pushing past Miss Popular.
Walking into class, she plopped herself down in the chair. Closing her eyes, she just wanted to be invisible. “Hey, gorgeous,” Nick said sitting next to her.
“What do you want?” Ivy growled. “You want on the list too.” She said looking at him annoyed.
“You, if you're willing to put me on that list of yours, hopefully first.” He said winking at her.
Running through the darkness was almost impossible for Ivy. Tripping over a log, she landed on her side, “ow.” She whined. Sitting again on a tree, the snow started to fall. The wind howled through the trees; Ivy shivered. “Hello, Ivy.” A man in the darkness came closer to her. “Who are you?” she said trying to stand. “Wait you look like Drake, just older.” She said confused. “You are right, I am Drake. In mytrueform.” He said taking another step towards her. He wore a black robe, his hood covered his head, his eyes dark. “Are you ready to come with me willingly?” he said putting his hand out. “What? Go where?” she said pushing herself up. “To the Shadow Realm, wh
Ivy wasn’t sure what he was going on about, something made her sick to her stomach. “Um, Nick, no offense or anything, but I think you are crazy. Please take me home, I don’t want to you again after tonight. You are a freak and you are scary!” she said, pushing past him and to his car. Nick knew he blew his chance to get Ivy to understand what was happening, and soon she would see it before she would believe it. He closed his eyes for a long moment, “alright I’ll take you home. I’m sorry I scared you.” He said sighing as he started the car. “It’s just the first time I saw you in the hallway when that popular dude ignored you, and Stacy gave you that look, I wanted you. Something about you draws me into you,” he said. “I want you, damn it.” He spoke. “I feel like we have something more than both of us could understand at this moment.” &n
Ivy wasn’t sure where he would be, so she went to the park half expecting him to know she was waiting there for him. She was nervous, that he’d come and give her some more weird stories, she wanted the truth. Closing her eyes, she let the wind dance on her cheeks, “Hey,” Nick said walking up to her. Ivy opened her eyes, she half-smiled at him, “Hey.” “Can I sit?” he asked, pointing to the swing. “Sure.” She said pushing herself off the ground. He sat down, but they didn’t speak. She wanted to start, but she wanted him to be straightforward. “So? What are you doing out here alone?” he asked. Ivy slowed her swing down, he wanted to know what was on her mind, and she was going
Walking down the stairs, Dave was watching the news, he briefly looked up but didn’t say anything. Heading out the door without breakfast, Ivy wouldn’t stomach anything. The snow was falling hard, she didn’t want to walk to school. Most of the kids were already in the hallway, some of the teachers, too. She walked to her locker and grabbed her bags. “Hey,” Nick whispered in her ear. “Hey,” Ivy said, turning around. “You remember our deal?” “Yeah, this isn’t about that. I was wondering if maybe I could give you a ride home today after school. It looks like the snow isn’t going to let anytime soon,” he asked, taking the books out of her hand. “Sure, I guess, but I don’t want to talk about
Nick paced the floor in front of the Elder healers, his heart in his throat. “How is she?” he begged to know. The Doctor finally came out, it seemed like hours. “She’ll live, you have to watch her closely, she is the key.” She spoke softly. “Take her upstairs, watch her close.” Another hissed at him. “Alright.” He said picking her up and carrying her to a spare bedroom. Footsteps paced the floor near her. Ivy still wasn’t able to open her eyes, “Well, how is she?” Marcie asked. “She's healing, but slowly. We could still lose her. Why didn’t I go after her? Why didn’t I take her home?” Nick sounded frantic. “Nick, it’s not your fault. I am s
Morning peaked the corner; Nick was still sound asleep when Ivy woke up. She tried moving his arm without waking him, but he popped his eyes open. “Hey, beautiful.” He smiled. “Um, call me that when I've had a shower and look better,” she said, getting out of bed. “Eh, you're beautiful in my eyes no matter what you look like.” He yawned following Ivy into the bathroom. “Here are some of my mom’s clothes. I haven’t had time to get some of yours.” “Thanks,” she said, taking the clothes. “I’ll be out in a bit.” Closing the door. Ivy took a quick shower; the water was nice but burned on her wounds. Stepping out, she found a brush, and a toothbrush set out for her. She half-smiled as she slowly brushed her hair. &
Nick sat down next to Ivy; Marcie set their plates down in front of them. It smelled great, but something inside Ivy wanted out. She closed her eyes and counted to ten, the feeling went away. Ivy wanted to tell Nick about what she was feeling, but she didn’t want him to worry about what she was feeling. Maybe it was all the stress from everything from her parent's murders, from everything that happened at school. She was hoping she wasn’t losing her mind. Maybe she was losing her mind and she would find herself locked away in a padded room. Maybe that would be good for everyone, maybe she did kill her parents and the town would kill her for it. Maybe they would torture her for it. She sighed, but Nick didn’t say anything, she was thankful for that. Ivy atequicklyand looked at Nick. He was stunned. “What?” s
Sometime in the middle of the night, Ivy woke up, she couldn’t sleep. She got out of bed and went to the window. The moon was high, so it was early in the morning. She thought about going for a walk to clear her head. Looking back at Nick, she sighed. She put on her shoes and grabbed one of Nick’s hoodies, and headed out the door. She wasn’t going to go far, just a small walk. Walking down the stairs, Ivy was afraid but she forced herself to leave the house. It was still snowing, but she didn’t mind it too much. It wasn’t cold to her. She liked the snow either way. Closing the door, she rubbed her hands together, it was cold enough she could see her breath. She wasn’t sure where she would go, she would let her feet lead her walk. Closing her eyes, she let her mind wander.
Samuel didn’t want to answer him on that one, but he was right. If the dark dwellers surrendered to the white dwellers then it would be over for everyone. But hell he didn’t care; he was tired of this game. Ivy listened to the fighting; it was dying down so she knew it was almost time for her to die. She didn’t want to, but she wasn’t going to have a choice in the matter. “Quinn?” she whispered, hoping he was still alive. “I’m still alive, are you okay?” “I’m dying slowly still but something is coming and I don’t know what it is.” She said wanting to touch him but h
Ivy wanted to get up and kill him; if it wasn’t for him she would have had a safe life. Well, it was her fault since she wanted to go out and take a walk. But she only was out for a little while. She didn’t do anything wrong that night, and he just happened to be there. “So your greed is what made you kill my life.” She said getting to her knees again. “So I am going to give you a little reminder of what you’re not getting.” She said sitting up. “You see my son bound my powers.” She said almost wanting to stand but her body was gone. “Oh look she might have some fight in her.” He laughed. “Don’t bother, because they are coming now.&
“You seem so sure for yourself.” Elder John growled. “But yet no one has come around to try and stop me from doing what I have done to you.” He said looking down at her. “You are almost ready to go outside, once there the war will start. Everyone will come and try and take you this is going to become a fun and entertaining game.” Ivy wanted to show him that she was stronger than he gave her credit for, but she was still strapped down to the table, and he wasn’t about to let her try and get up. Her body burned from all the torture and she was already coughing up blood. She knew her time was limited. She wanted to reach out to Quinn to tell him this was all a trap and that he would die if he came to her. She didn’t want to see another one die for her. She felt powerless but she didn’t want a
Ivy tried fighting Samuel when he strapped her down to the table but he was stronger than she was. Ivy tried biting him, but Samuel was a lot faster than he was and he was able to finish strapping her down before Elder John came downstairs. “She strapped down?” Elder John asked coming down with a few more people. “Yeah,” Samuel said moving away from Ivy. “She awake?” he asked touching her face. “Good I want her to experience every painful moment.” He said checking her eyes. “Stay with us, Ivy.” He said putting the dagger next to her head. “I want Quinn to feel this too; you said he bound himself to her correct?”&nb
Ivy still was afraid about what was coming; she wasn’t sure where they were going to do this ritual and who was going to be there. She wanted to be strong, but she was alone in all of this, she wish she had the strength to run but she couldn’t. Samuel touched her face, he wanted to kiss her, something about her made him attracted to her. Closing his eyes, he had to stay focused; he knew Elder John wouldn’t allow him to feel for her. “Are you ready to go and see Elder John?” Samuel said moving away from her. Ivy looked down at her hands, she didn’t want to face the beast, but she knew he wouldn’t wait for her all day. She had to go through this whether she was willing or not. Closing her eyes she thought about her life before this. She
Ivy jerked her eyes open, the sun was shining through the window. She wasn’t sure what time it was. She sat up, the room was still spinning so she didn’t bother to try and get out of bed until Samuel came into the room with the tea. He didn’t come for a few hours and when he did he didn’t say anything. She drank the tea without much effort; Samuel helped her out of bed. She managed to walk down the stairs with help, but she still felt like crap. She tried to reach Quinn but he didn’t respond to her. The house was a lot less noisy today, she didn’t mind that. She wanted to go outside and see if she could get some air, but she knew she wouldn’t get that, so she didn’t bother to ask. 
Ivy’s hands trembled; she didn’t want to do what they wanted. She wanted to get up and show them that they had no control over her. But her body was weak, she was weak. She was barely able to drink the tea without help from Marcie. Marcie hugged Ivy, “I’m sorry they are doing this to you.” She whispered. “Then help me get out of here, help me get to your son,” Ivy whispered. “Get up.” Samuel grabbed Ivy pulling her to her feet. “You need to eat something and you need a bath.” He said pulling her out of the room. “We’re going to the kitchen; today you are going to eat something more than the soup.” He said impatiently. “I
Ivy opened her eyes; the room was bright, meaning the sun was up. She was still weak but she was able to sit up on her own. “Quinn?” she quizzed to see if she could hear him. “Yeah love, are you okay?” he questioned. “I feel weird still, but was I dreaming?” she said looking around. “No, I don’t know what they have planned for you, but you need to get away from them as soon as you can. I will let Nick go, but you have to come back to me.” “I still don’t trust you either,” Ivy said pushing the covers off o
Ivy opened her eyes; she wanted everything to be a dream. She wanted to be lying next to Nick and everything to be back to normal, but she was in a dark room. She wasn’t sure if she would have enough strength to get out of bed, but she needed to find out if they found out any more information on the whereabouts of Nick and if Quinn had tried to attack them again. Getting out of bed, the room started to spin, so Ivy sat down for a moment to regain her ground. She wasn’t sure why she felt drugged but it didn’t matter. Getting to her feet she felt for the wall, and then for the doorknob. Slowly pulling open the door, the house was dark and she didn’t hear anyone moving around or talking. She still felt very weak, but she continued along the wall in hopes