The Unfortunate Life Of Ivory Coast

Chapter 1

Ivory P.O.V.

"Jesus look at the fatass. She shouldn't show her face. She is such an embarrassment."

I know that, my parents force me to be here.

"I know, she should just kill herself. Doesn't she know everyone hates her?"

I know that also. I can't kill myself, I haven't met my mate yet.

Comments like that and many others brush my ears as I walk down the hallway in school. Just lome any other day.

The day goes by very slowly and I honestly don't pay attention to anything. The only thing I can focus on are the insult bouncing around my brain. Getting louder when the real world goes quiet. This goes on for many hours until I can't take it anymore. I just want to go for a run. One of the only things I am good at.

Finally I face my front door after a long day at school. My brothers cars are already here, along with my parents, making my nerves spike. I hope they dont do anything in front of our parents. I don't know how they would react, would they get mad at the boy's or would they agree with them. I don't know which one is worse.

Hopefully the boys don't have any friends over, they are worse when their friends are here.

I slowly walk up the stone path to my front door. Before I can even grasp the knob, the door flies open and arms immediately wrap themselves around my small shoulders.

The person smells of freshly baked cookies and vanilla. A small smile dances at the edges of my mouth as I hug my mother back with equal force.

She releases me from the hug and instead grabs my arm and pulls me inside.

"Thank god you are here. I need someone to test my cookies and your brothers won't do it." My gaze lands on Jake and Jaxon and our eyes lock.

I immediately look away, I don't want to see the loathing that is always present in their eyes when they look at me. I continue to get pulled until I am standing at the kitchen counter with five different types of cookies lay in front of me. Each one smells and looks delicious.

"Alright Ivy just take a cookie from each plate then tell me what you think." I nod at my mother to let her know I understand then grab a cookie from the farthest plate on the left.

The smell tells me it's peanut butter. I take a bite and almost moan from how good it tastes. I have never tasted anything so heavenly in my life.

I quickly finish the cookie before grabbing a cookie off the plate next to it. Snicker doodle.

Honestly it's not my favorite but it's not the worst. I finish that cookie off then grab the nest one. This goes on until I get to the last one.

My mom looks as though she is going to burst from excitement. The last cookie is a chocolate chip cookie with pretzels pushed into it and drizzled with caramel. I take a bite and my mind goes blank. This is the best cookie I have ever eaten in my life.

I kid you not I saw fireworks explode in the kitchen at that very moment. I take my time eating this one. I try to savor it as much as I can.

After I finish I glance at my mother then point the the last plate of cookies.

"Those are by far the best cookies I have ever eaten." A huge smile lights up her face as I finish my sentence.

I just watch her dance around the kitchen while smiling to herself before I go to head up the stairs but am stopped by my mother.

"You're brothers told me there is a party tonight to celebrate school ending. I want you to go with them." I glance at the boys in question and they look about as shocked as I feel.

I can't go. Just the thought of a car ride with them makes me anxious.

"Mom you know big crowds aren't really my thing. Besides I would much rather just watch Supernatural on Netflix to celebrate. And I doubt Jake and Jaxon want to babysit me all night. It's better if I just stay home." I am pretty proud of myself on how fast I came up with that lie.

I would love to go to a party but I don't want to deal with the conciqueces that come with it.

"Nonsense, you are going and that is final." With that she turns on her heel and heads back into the kitchen.

Without looking at my brothers I walk down the stairs to stand in front of them.

"What time are we leaving?" My voice is quiet. Barely making a sound.

"In about... two hours. But don't worry we won't leave without you." Shock runs through my body after Jaxon stops speaking.

Since when are they nice to me?

I nod my head stupidly before heading upstairs to my room. I collapse on my bed and the voices in my head return. Reminding me that I am worthless, and that my mate will never love me. No one will love me.

Jaxon's P.O.V.

I frown at the spot my sister was just standing. She sounded so afraid. Why is she so afraid of us?

I make up my mind then and there to talk to her tomorrow after the party. I will explain and apologize to her. I don't care if I lose my friends. My family comes first. I was to stupid to not realize that before. Jake still doesn't realize it. I don't care about being popular or having respect. I just care about my sister.

I turn to Jake.

"I'm talking to her tomorrow after school, I am going to apologize. I don't care what the others think they can go screw themselves. I can't stand seeing her like this. I want my sister back, the sister that was always making jokes, the sister that wasn't afraid to speak her mind. She needs someone to lean on. Do you realize that she has never told anyone what she goes through? Not even our parents. She deals with it alone. I'm going to be there for her from now on. I have to be." My voice turned soft towards the end.

I can see that he is thinking it over. I, however, don't wait for him to answer. I walk up the stairs and walk towards my room. I pause outside her room for a minute and I don't hear anything. That's weird usually I would hear music or writing.

I shrug it off and head to my room and pull out my phone. I have three texts. One from Ashton. One from Alpha John. And one from Nicole.

I open the text from John.

Hey Jaxon. I know you are going to the party tonight. Just make sure someone doesn't die please. Thanks.

I then open the one from Ashton.

Dude I am so pumped for the party 2nite. Can't wait to get wasted!!

I don't even bother to read the one from Nicole so I just jump in the shower.

Ivory's reactions to everything is playing like a movie in my head. They way the comments at school don't make her cringe, the way she squares her shoulders and moves away when people get to close. Something is going on.