The Sin

Chapter Five

Ivy impatiently paced back and forth in her small apartment, her heart pounding with anger. She had planned every detail of her revenge on Dash, but now as she heard his footsteps approaching, a wave of emotions she didn't expect washed over her.

Bzzzttt... Bzzztttt....

Dash experienced a sudden sense of nervousness and was unsure of the cause. He's never been on a dinner date before, and it's also his first time ever meeting someone's parents. He wanted to make the best first impression on Ivy's parents.

Bzzzztttt... Bzzzttt...

Dash presses the doorbell again. After a moment, Ivy greeted him as the door finally opened. As Dash entered, a smirk on his face, Ivy's anger bubbled up. "Sorry Dash. I was busy in the kitchen earlier. Come on in, " Ivy broke the silence. Tonight, she appears different. Beautiful and stunning. He was unable to take his eyes off of her.

"Ahh... It's alright. Here, I brought some desserts for your parents," said Dash once he went in to the house. He looked around, but her parents were nowhere in sight.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. My parents are not here right now. They went back home because they needed to take care of some urgent matters. I hope you don't mind that it's only both of us here," Ivy said.

"It's fine with me," Dash replied. The dinner went well. Dash starts to feel dizzy after chatting and laughing like there's no tomorrow.

"Dash, are you okay?" asked Ivy. "Yeah I'm fine. Just feel a little bit dizzzzzz.......," and he collapsed on the table. On the other side of the table, Ivy was smiling. She stood up and grabbed a rope in the kitchen. She tied him to the chair. As she looked at him, she touched his face and said, 'I'm sorry, Dash. I'm starting to like you, but at the same time, I hate you for whatever happened to my parents."

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Ivy sauntered in, her steps echoing in the dimly lit apartment. Dash stirred in his chair, groaning as he regained consciousness. His eyes shot open, panic flashing across his face as he realized he was tied up.

"What the hell, Ivy? What are you doing?" Dash's voice was edged with fear and confusion. Ivy's lips curved into a sinister smile. "I'm just trying to make you understand, Dash. Understand the pain I've been through."

Dash struggled against his restraints, his muscles tense with the effort. "Ivy, whatever it is, we can talk about it. You don't have to do this." He suddenly felt very angry. How can the girl she admires most become someone who is now standing in front of him.

"You!" she screamed, her voice sharp with hatred. Dash raised an eyebrow, amused. "Hey, what's got you all riled up, Ivy?"
Ivy's hands clenched into fists. She wanted to lash out, to make him pay for what he had done to her. But as she looked into his eyes, she saw a glimmer of kindness that stopped her in her tracks.

Ivy's laughter rang through the room, a chilling sound that sent shivers down Dash's spine. "Oh, but I do, Dash. You need to know the truth about what happened to my parents." Dash's eyes widened in realization. "You think I had something to do with that?"

Ivy's scream cut him off, sharp and piercing. "Don't lie to me, Dash! I know the truth, and you will confess, one way or another."
Dash could only watch helplessly as Ivy's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, her anger palpable in the air around them.