Raspberries #DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE

Chapter 25- I'll Meet The Devil In Hell

Hello Pickles, how was the last chapter?? 

Holy crap this book is getting more reads, thank you honey bees. Let's just keep up with the votes. Okay can I just say that this is probably the worst chapter I have ever done. I am so terrible. I promise you all the next one will be better. I'm kind of losing interest in this book sorry. 

How do you guys think the book is going??

Anyway lets start this....

Ivy's POV

I liked the devil. 

I was probably gonna burn in hell for this. Like what the fudge? 

Seriously, I had my grave dug already. I hope they threw raspberries in my coffin. 

I think I want to cry. Like full on sobbing mode. 

I mean I'm not quite sure if I fully 100% like him. But I am pretty sure I do. 

I haven't spoken to him in a few days, since he literally vanished off the radar. The boys refused to tell me where he went, I kinda gave up yesterday with the questions. 

The fact that Freya the witch has been asking me about Carson made me want to slap her again. Like on replay, I wanted to give her the hardest slap of her life, then hopefully she would find her brain. Who knew I was such an aggressive person. 

Also the night he told me about his father, I cried. Yes I cried like a little drenched rat. My dad found me in my room sobbing like a little twelvie. At first he was a bit scared when he saw my face. Because let's face it, I didn't have a pretty crying face. In fact I looked a bit like a pedophile. That's a really bad thing.  Especially when you have an adoptive child. 

After that night, Carson left somewhere. His mother told me that he went to his friends house. So I went to the boys house, but he wasn't there. 

And honestly I just felt like crying because then I found out that I might just like him.  Because that was a total no no. 

Firstly, the guy held a gun to my head, which was a very emotional night. 

Secondly, the guy was some big shot Italian Mafia Leader. 

Thirdly, he was Carson Lorenzo Chadwick. The fact that he had hundreds of girls even women falling at his feet made me self conscious. He could have anyone literally. And I doubt I was his type. Plus I don't think we'd even be in each others presence if it weren't for Nathan. 

So basically I was screwed harder than a nail. I don't know if I find that kinky or nah? 

What the actual fudge on toast was I suppose to do now? 

Tell him?? No way, no one was going to know. Not even Hope or Jay. No one. Nada. Nope. 

I can't believe I might like him, just the thought of his stupid face had my heart leaping out of my chest. 

I disliked that I might just like him. 

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"Miss Carmello, I have no idea what song I am going to do." I frowned looking at the song choices she gave me to help me. The talent show was in a week, and I haven't chosen my song. 

I needed a song that had a meaning, and sounded pretty. Like butterflies. Or Raspberries. 

"Ivy, just take your time, we still have a lot of time left. It's only in a week." Miss Carmello waved her hands in my direction and continued to mark some students work. Miss Carmello was fairly pretty. She had light blond hair that was always kept in a ponytail and brown eyes. She was the schools head of Arts department thingy. Miss Carmello and Lilly A.K.A Mrs Andrews were the best of friends.