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Chapter 6

Elijah's POV

I stood there looking at Ivory standing at my bed room door. I was just about to sign something when she pushed my hands down.

"Hello to you too, asshole." She said smirking and walked in my room sitting on my bed. I was completely at lost for words at her completely calm demeanor and how fast she got here.

'How did you get in my house?' I sighed confused as hell.

"Your brother let me in." She signed and talked. I rolled my eyes silently cursing him out in my head. She took a deep breath and looked at me with a serious face. "Let's talk." I sighed thinking that I was not prepared for this. I sat on my bed as she sat back resting her back on the headboard and crossing her legs. "Anything you want to say first?" I looked down noticing she was fiddling with her fingers a lot.

I noticed for a while she'd do that on occasions and I wasn't sure if she did it because she was nervous or just out of habit. These were the things I noticed about her. Little things that no one else would noticed and that's what made me upset about fucking Damion Mason asking her out. It was that he wouldn't notice the little things about her. He wouldn't find the way the edge of her mouth curves up when she talks interesting. Or the way her eyes would light up when she would talk about something she loves.

How much passion she would put in her work and music. Her determination she showed every day with anything she does. The way she would click her tongue subconsciously every now and then.... those little things he would never appreciate. And yet I sit here in front of her acting like a complete dickhead about this situation. I shook my head 'no' letting her talk first. What I wanted to say to her I would never have the courage to say out loud.

The things I feel that are slowly creeping up on me would be hidden in the back of my chest like a child playing hide-and-go-seek. She sighed closing her eyes for a minute sounded more disappointed than anything else. And that's what I hated and liked about her. Was that even without speaking a single word she could tell that I was having an uphill battle in my head with myself. Knowing that she couldn't really do a damn thing about it was what upset her the most and I knew it. She started to sign and move her lips to every word she did.

"Let's start with the beginning. Why have you been ignoring me?" She asked and I was almost ashamed to say the reason.

'Because I've hurt you and you need to stay away from me. I don't want to hurt you anymore.' She looked at me confused and as if I were bat-shit-crazy.

"What are you talking about? You haven't hurt me." I suddenly became more and more confused just like her and I tried to remind her.

'At the party. We had sex and I basically raped you. We were both drunk and it wasn't an excuse. I shouldn't have done it.' She looked as if she caught on to something as I explained it.

"You didn't hurt me, Eli. We didn't have sex." I thought back and honestly I still can't completely remember that night, but only what my brother and my mother told me. Aiden talked as if I had sex with her saying I had 'lost my virginity' or some shit like that. She steadied her hands in front of me as if to tell me to calm down. And that was where Ivory was Ivory completely being able to see my confusion and irritation.

'I don't understand.' She rolled her eyes playfully.

"We didn't have sex. And I wasn't drunk, Eli. I had a couple of sips of spiked punch, which was definitely not enough to get me drunk." I started to question my whole life story at this point. "I wasn't close to drunk. Anything I said or did that night I meant it. I wanted it." I looked at her with a sad expression thinking to myself that I was a stupid for believing the rumors. "I remember the whole night. You got separated from us and I found you looking all upset.