The Unfortunate Life Of Ivory Coast

Prologue

Ivory P.O.V.

I remember it wasn't always like this. I wasn't always so alone.

Me and my brothers used to be close. We used to have races and soccer games. We were so close. Sometimes I wonder what happened.

Over a few years they changed, leaving me alone a lot. I never really had anyone but them, our parents were always so busy with Beta work. I still love them, I mean they are my family. They just no longer loved me I guess.

I was so naive about my brothers. I thought after a while we would become close again. That they would care for me. It never happened. If anything we drifted farther apart. They got worse.

They started going out with their friends more. And while I didn't care about that, it was the fact that their friends treated me like shit and they never did anything about it. They would come to our house and they would ignore me. I remember the look on their faces. Apologetic. I never understood. Not until the reality of it slapped me in the face.

They started hating me. I guess I am an embarrassment to them. I just wish they would have at least stopped pretending. When we were alone, they would pretend to care. I guess I should have known it was an act. I mean who could care about me? Not even my parents spent time with me, why would they?

They started making fun of me in front of their friends. The first time this happened I didn't talk to anyone for a week. My brothers, the ones who practically raised me, made me feel weak and insecure about everything. It really put things into perspective for me. I am just so unlovable that the people who raised me can't stand the sight of me.

Since they didn't want me, I decided to stop bothering them. I started ignoring them. They seemed hurt every time I did it. I never understood that either because they are the ones that hate me and don't want me around.

Over the years I got used to it. They did too. They never looked sorry, just angry. Now they look at me with loathing. They've learned to loath me. I've learned to deal with it.

Sometimes Jake still tries to play with my emotions, he will leave little 'gifts' on my bed. I never open them. For all I know it could be silver. Besides he is just trying to gain my trust so he can crush me with it, making the walls around my head and heart go even higher.

Jake P.O.V.

I feel bad for what me and my friends do to Ivory. I really do, it's just that if I don't go along with it, I loose my friends. They taught me how to be popular. They helped me gain the respect I deserve. I am one of the Betas sons, I deserve respect.

Besides Ivory knows I love her.

I leave her little gifts on her bed. Things to show her that I still care, no matter what. Every time I do, she throws it away. It hurts but I know she doesn't mean anything by it. She probably doesn't like what I buy for her. She always had a weird sense of fashion.

I just wish she would talk to me. We could be close. Like we used to when we were kids. Hell I practically raised her, packing her lunch, helping her get ready for school, giving her advice, protecting her, bandaging her wounds, tucking her in at night, everything. I just want that again.

Just not in front of my friends. They taught me how to be strong, I don't want to disappoint them. I don't want them to hate me for it. I can't show weakness. And my love for Ivory is a weakness.

One day soon I am going to talk to her. I'm going to apologize and beg for her forgiveness and friendship, we will be close again. I can't wait.

I just hope she lets me back into her life.

Jaxon feels bad to. Whenever she walks past him, he watches her sadly. Those two just always clicked, they didn't even have to talk to know what the other one needed. The first time she ignored us, he wouldn't talk to anyone either, he was so overcome with guilt. Our friends almost cut him from the group for it but I finally pulled him from the fog surrounding him. After that it just became easier for us. We didn't even think about the words rolling off our tounges.

I wish my reputation didn't mean so much to me. I wish there was another way to keep my friends and still have a good relationship with my sister. I wish she would look at me like a hero again. Like I could protect her from anyone and anything. Now she acts as if she needs protecting from me.

Whenever she walks close to me I smell the fear tainting the air. She is scared of me. She is scared of me as if I will hurt her. I might say things, but I would never physically hurt her.

Ivory is always nice to everyone. All the elders love her. It's only the teenagers who don't like her. Everyone is just jealous of her and so they treat her like shit. She is selfless and will put anyone's else's needs before hers. Almost like she thinks she doesn't deserve it. But she does. She deserves the world.