Right my Wrongs

Chapter 14- Do you know where my heart lies?

                                                       Ivy 

"My dad... he shifted to New York last year. And I, like, came here two weeks ago, as I told you. So, I'm a rookie. Everything is so different from London. The ambiance, the air, the people..."

"The accent."

"Obviously," Spencer says, taking a bite of his croissant. I absolutely adore his accent.

"Your mom... you must miss her?" I ask.

"I mean, I do, but we grew apart. I really miss the person she used to be, or the person I thought she was."

"You know what? You are one of the strongest people I've come across. No cap. And I know it's not been too long since we... but I'm here for you."

"Thank you, Ivy. That means a lot. It's just that sometimes I feel... stuck," Spencer gives me a smile.

"One day, when the time is right, He'll give us the answers to the questions that plague our minds. And trust me, you'll figure this out."

"I appreciate what you said. Enough about me... What about you family?"

"Well, as I mentioned, my dad died three years ago in a car accident, and I feel like I was partly responsible for it."

"What? Why do you feel that way?"

"Well, I was on a call with him seconds before the accident happened. I was fighting with him over a petty thing. It's hard to articulate how I feel about this." It's been three years since the accident took place, but even today, when I think about it, I go cold and numb. Why did I survive? Dad left me with this baggage, and I still don't know how to deal with these heavy emotions, the traumatic flashbacks, the separation anxiety.

"No, Ivy... how could that possibly be your fault? I mean, as much as it hurts, don't be hard on yourself. You don't have to figure all of it out right now... one step at a time. And vice versa, I'm here for you."

"Thank you, Spencer."

"You know keeping a lid on things only works so long until our demons come back to haunt us.'' He says. "Its always good to share" He adds and I give him a warm smile in response.

"Let's talk about something else...So, what's so special about Jackson?" Spencer says.

"Jackson?"

"Your boyfriend!"

"He's Jason.'' I exclaim.

"Yeah same thing. He doesn't seem like your type.'' He remarks.

"Huh? You don't know my type!" I exclaim.

"I don't but Jackson surely isn't.''

"It's Jason and no wonder you don't have a girlfriend.'' I mock.

"How do you know that I don't have any girlfriend? What if I do?"

"I just assumed it. I know you don't.'' I say.

"And why would you assume that?" He questions.

"That means you have a girlfriend.'' I say in a low voice.

"I don't...I was just messing with you.'' He says.

I throw my hands up in the air. "You are crazy." I say.

"Everyone is.'' he smiles.

"Sure. I gotta go now I'm supposed to meet my friends.'' I say.

"Alright, have fun with your friends," Spencer wishes me goodbye.

I give him a nod. "Thanks. See you around."