poison ivy~

𝐹𝑈𝐶𝐾 𝐼𝑇

IVY'S POV
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Elijah left.
And i'm bored.
I find a crumpled paper in my pocket.
Oh, It's the Location.
Elijah would kill me.
2 hours and i'll be back?
Okay.
Fuck it.
I grab the extra car keys and my shoes,
I tie my hair in a ponytail and fix my sweatpants.
I open the car and get in,
I tie my shoes and drive off.
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I just arrived.
It's dark,
And creepy.
It's around 1:50 AM.
I close the car and walk down.
It's a small house,
Brown, vintage, 90's.. ish.
I knock the door three times.
Four.
Five.
Ten.
Twenty.
Ok that's it.
I bang the door loudly.
"A, A momento!" I hear a lady with a strong Mexican Accent.
Shit, i forgot my phone.
The door opens revealing a Gorgeous Medium Tan Skinned lady, she looks around 30-40?
Grey eyes, Strong rosy lips,
She's wearing a bronze ish shirt with cute Pink pijama pants.
"Uh, hello?" I say as i fidget my hands.
"Are you uh.. Suzie Monroe?" I say with a light smile.
She giggles.
"Suzia munurila" She says.
"I'm sorry?" I say.
"My name" She says
"Oh." I say.
"how do you know my american name?" She asks.
"Uhm well...
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After explaining to her everything she invited me for a cup of tea inside.
Her House is tiny but so full..
"I'm sorry dear, I don't think i understand" She says tapping the table..
Morse code.
Oh my god.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
"R.." I whisper under my breath.
Tap
Tap
Tap. Tap.
"U.." I breath out.
Tap.
Tap.
N..
R U N?
run.
"sorry, you need to go" She says as she puts the tea down and gets up.
"Are you okay?" I say as i look around.
"I will get you help" I say as i look at her.
"Help from what" She stutters.
"I..I'm perfectly fine." She says as her eyes go everywhere around the room except my eyes.
I scan her,
Shes not bruised,
Not hurt,
Not shaking,
She's fine.
But why'd she-
oh.
Fuck.
It's a trap isn't it?
"Oh well my boyfriends waiting out so if i don't leave he'll enter" I lie.
"Liar" She says as she rolls her eyes
I hear hear mumble something in Spanish.
I get the gun from my thigh and load it.
"I swear to god anything dumb and she's dead!" I yell out.
I'm scared.
"ah." A deep voice cracks a laugh.
Tap.
Tap.
"Amour, you can't kill her" A deep. Deep. strong. Spanish accent.
My body shivers.
A tall man in his 30's walks behind me.
His gun trails down my neck moving towards my cheek.
He stops at my lip.
"See now.." He whispers.
"One sound.." He loads his gun.
"And your vocals.. gone!" He laughs out.
"Your sick" I manage to say.
I kick his elbow with my leg and grab the gun twisting his arm until he lets go of it.
When he does i push the girl and make a run for it.
"Get her!" The lady yells.
Run ivy.
RUN.
I get in the car and lock the doors.
I turn it on and before i drive off he shoots the window causing it to shatter all over me.
"FUCK!" I yell in pain.
I drive as fast as i can to the house.
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ELIJAH'S POV
"Ivy im home" I tell as i take off my shoes and walk in.
"Ivy?" I yell again.
Where is she?
I walk to the couch seeing a paper and the tv still playing.
"Ivy?-"
"Oh fuck no." I say as i run back to the phone and ringing Kimberly.
"Helloooo???" Kim says on the phone.
"Kimberly." I say making her realize it's serious.
"What is it?" She says shushing someone.
"Have u seen ivy?" I ask as i run to the security room.
"No" She says.
"Are you su-" She cuts me off
"Elijah im busy!" Kim hangs up.
"FUCK!" I throw the phone and sit on the couch.
I put my hands on my head to calm myself down.
I hear the door unlock.
I pull out my gun and point it at the door.
Ivy walks in.
Holy shit.
She's covered in blood,
And glass,
And her gun is resting on her finger.
"Ivy?" I run to her holding her cheek.
She looks exhausted.
"I don't wanna talk about it." She says.
"You can't just dissa-fucking-pear and not tell me where you where!" I yell.
"Yeah well your not my fucking mom so why don't you hop off my dick!" She yells back.
"Where the fuck where you Ivy" I ask slowly.
"You really wanna know?" She says in a angry tone.
"I went to the bitches house because i wanted to see if it was or had anything to do with my shitty family, And it was a trap and they shot my window and i kept driving!" She yells every single word with one tear dropping down her cheek.
"I told you not to go!" I yell back in frustration.
"Well i needed to! You get to go out and not even hint to me where you where headed but when i need to go somewhere i get yelled at?!" She yells Slamming the door and walking to the kitchen.
"Don't you walk away from me!" I yell with a hand going through my hair.
"I SHOULD HAVE TURNED MY BACK ON YOU AGES AGO!" She says wiping her tear.
Her heads bleeding, her eyes are sore.
"I know" I say quietly
"Come on let's clean you up okay?" I say as i put my arm on her shoulder.
She hold my arm in her hand and tries to say something but no words come out of her mouth.
"Elijah, This is toxic" She says looking at me.
"Listen to us, we are in a toxic relationship Elijah." Ivy says as she lets out a giggle/cry.
"Some things are just.." She sighs.
"Not meant to be." She says as she lets go of my hand and starts to take off her gun and gun lace i made for her.
She puts them on the ground.
"Elijah?" She says.
I cant.. I cant speak.
I have no idea what to say or when to say it or why but i've never felt this much heart break ever since my fathers divorce.
"Ivy" I say as a tear forms my eyes.
I grab her chin and face her to my face.
"Please ivy we'll figure it out" I say desperate for her in my life.
"Your like this stupid drug that i cant seem to get tired of. And i know we fight but i promise you we will work it out. please ivy listen to what your saying and please for fucks sake let me get you cleaned up." I say as she stares at me.. in...
Shock?
"Elijah i-"
"Please ivy."