Fixed At Her Teen

Chapter 17

Dave's POV

To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I mean...what the heck is wrong with that woman?

One minute she's running away, crying. Next she's happy planning our wedding.

What's has gotten into her. I was expecting her to put up a fight with her dad and not willingly accept defeat, but she's doing just that. It's like she's given up. Like she doesn't care anymore.

How could she be back to her normal self in less than twenty-four hours. She's almost literally jumping at the fact that we'll be getting married.

What's wrong with her?

This isn't Ivy. It's Ivy but it still doesn't feel like her.

I don't know. I can't quite place it.

"Jules, let's get the wedding planner" Ceaser told Jules after Ivy left

"Of course" Jules asked "We need all the time we can get"

"Dave, why don't you go get Ivy" Ceaser said

I looked at him
"For what?"

"You need to get her an engagement ring. I wish we had time for an engagement party but the wedding's next week. We have just a week to plan the wedding, so I think you guys should go get her engagement ring"

"Of course" I smiled

Wait...why am I smiling?

I sighed.

Jules and Ceaser left while I made my way up the stairs to where I think was her room

"...shut it, Luke" I heard her sweet innocent voice. She paused and then laughed at whatever the Luke guy was saying "You and Jess have to be here though. I can't do this without you guys" Pause. "I don't know yet. All I know is that its next week. I don't know what day" Pause.

I knocked on her door

"Come in" I heard her call

I turned the door knob and pushed the door wide open.

There she was. On her 'queen' sized bed. Her room said a lot of things about her. There was a board on the wall with pictures stuck on it beside her bed at a certain height. Her room was painted grey with her furnitures giving the room some colours. Mostly pink, blue and yellow. Her bed was white.

"Hmm, I'll call you back Luke" I heard her say

I entered shutting the door behind me and looked at her

"Nice room"

Silence.

She just stared at me...oh-Kay, that isn't weird at all.

"Get dressed" I said "We're going out"

"Where to?" She asked

"To get your ring"

"Can't that wait?" She asked

"No" I said

"Fine. Give me a minute" She said getting up from her bed and heading to what I assumed was her closet.

Lo and behold. She came out exactly a minute later wearing a plain black straight gown which did nothing to her figure.

I smiled.

Was she trying to hide behind her clothes?

"Let's go" she said

I looked at her feet. She still had her sneakers on.