The Sin

Chapter Six

Ivy looked at Dash. All she wanted was the answer to her parent's death. Ivy paced back and forth, her heart pounding in her chest as she stared at Dash tied to the chair. She needed answers, closure for the pain that had haunted her for years. She couldn't ignore the nagging suspicion that Dash was somehow involved in her parents' tragic accident.

"Dash," Ivy's voice quivered, her eyes boring into his, "what do you know about my parents?" Dash's eyes widened in confusion, struggling against the ropes that bound him. "Ivy, I swear, I had no idea about your parents. I never meant to hurt anyone." Ivy's hands clenched into fists, her voice rising with a mixture of anger and sorrow. "You were there that night, Dash! You were there, and they never came back! You killed my parents!"

"What? When? What are you talking about? I didn't even know your parents, Ivy," said Dash while struggling to release himself from the rope. Dash's face contorted in shock, realization dawning in his eyes. "Ivy, listen to me. I swear I had no part in whatever happened to your parents." Tears welled up in Ivy's eyes, her resolve crumbling as she looked into Dash's pleading gaze.

The truth hung between them, a heavy silence punctuated by Ivy's whispered plea, "Please, Dash, tell me the truth."
"You don't remember, do you? Bay View Highway? A black sedan car was involved in a crash a few months back while trying to avoid a group of bikes. A couple died while their only daughter survived and she had to live painful days without her parents!" Ivy's voice shook with emotion, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. Dash's eyes widened in shock as he tried to process Ivy's words. His mind raced, trying to piece together fragments of memories that felt like distant echoes. But there was nothing, just a void where his recollection should have been. "I... I don't remember any of that," Dash whispered hoarsely, his voice cracking with uncertainty. "I would remember something like that, wouldn't I?"

Ivy let out a choked sob, her pain and frustration bursting forth in a torrent of emotions. "How could you not remember, Dash? How could you not remember what you did to that poor girl? To me? I saw your helmet, Dash! Devil's Boy! Before I passed out in the accident, I noticed that helmet. And I saw you using the same helmet that day after the movie, Dash! You still want to deny it!"

A moment of tense silence passed, broken only by the muffled sounds of cars outside and Ivy's ragged breaths. Dash's expression remained unreadable for a moment before a flicker of guilt flashed across his features. And then, with a shuddering breath, Dash spoke, his voice raw with emotion. "Ivy, I promise you, let us talk about this okay. Just... untie me."

Ivy hesitated, the weight of the moment heavy on her shoulders. But deep down, she knew she needed to face the truth, no matter how painful it might be. With trembling hands, she reached for the ropes, her heart racing with anticipation and dread.
Ivy fumbled with the knots, her hands shaking as she untied Dash from the chair. As soon as he was free, Dash stood up, his expression a mix of worry and determination. "Ivy," he pleaded, taking a step towards her. Ivy's eyes flickered with a mix of anger and sadness. Dash reached out a hand, trying to touch Ivy's arm gently. "Ivy, what's going on? Can we just settle down and talk things out? I'm totally confused," he said earnestly. But Ivy pulled away, tears welling up in her eyes.

Feeling helpless, Dash took a step closer and wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly. Ivy stiffened at first, but then, slowly, she began to lean into his embrace, her sobs mingling with the sound of his heartbeat. As the tension between them eased, Ivy's anger gave way to a sense of confusion and longing. She let out a soft, almost imperceptible hum of conflicted emotions, unsure of where this unexpected turn would lead them.