Going to Florida and Tantrums

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We got to Cat's house in a good 10 minutes. Ivy told me her address once and I made sure I remembered in case Cat breaks her heart. Protective dad mode.

Parking on the side of the street with the rest of the cars, we all get out and run to Cat's front door.

Knock knock knock

I knocked on the door panting.

Soon, the door swung open, revealing an older looking woman with curly brown hair and an apron messy with paint on.

"Hello, who are you?" She asks a bit surprised.

"Hi, my name's Brendon, Ivy's dad?"

"Ohh! Well hello Mr. Urie! I am Ms. Ali, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, do you know where Catherine is?"

"Oh, she's upstairs in her room. Let me call her down here, give me a moment." She says and walks up the stairs.

I let out a long sigh, Sarah gripping my hand. I look over at her and smile.

2 minutes past and Cat finally walks down the stairs and to the door.

"H-hi.."

"Hi Cat, mind if we talk for a second?"

"Okay.."

Walking out, Cat closes the door behind her.

"Cat, did Ivy say anything to you before she left yesterday?"

Cat kept silent.

"Cat, please, tell me."

Silence.

Sighing, Cat speaks up, "She told me not to tell you if you asked. I promised-"

"Cat, right now, you're the only one who can help us right now."

Biting her lip, she starts, "Ivy said she'll be in Florida. She said she was gonna leave a few 'clues' and she'll visit Julie and she'll miss me so much and something about Sarah I refuse to repeat while such soul is present." He says and let out a sigh of relief.

"When you find ger, tell her I'm sorry I told you, I don't really crack under pressure, but c'mon you guys are Panic! At The fucking Disco, please excuse my profanity. Oh God, can I stop?"

Smiling, I pay her shoulder, "Thank you, Cat."

****

"You're not seriously buying a plane ticket to Florida?"

I look over at Dallon, "I've never been more serious in my entire life."

I look back at my laptop and continue to order a ticket.

"There. A cheap ass ticket to Florida." I said, closing my laptop.

"When?"

"I'm 2 days. In the morning."

"Goddamn, what's with you and the morning?" Dallon whines.

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