How to Disappear

Chapter IV

I grabbed all I had from today, Joanne brought me my stuff and I took what she brought to me and left Brittany's apartment. I couldn't bare to see them all another day while I was suffering. I knew Cam wasn't going to give up. So I left. I went to my apartment and packed as much as I could. I put my things in the car and I started driving. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew I had to let all of them make a life for themselves. I need time.

Cameron's POV

I stayed on the rooftop after she left. I couldn't stop wiping tears from my face. How could she do this? How could she do something she dreaded? She hated it as much as I did. I could tell. Even if she wanted to protect me its not her job. Her job was to stay here with me. But I wasn't going to make this easy for her. I decided to go downstairs. But when I looked all over the apartment stepping over the tired bodies that laid on the livingroom floor, I couldn't find her. The next day, we all head out as early as we could. Brittany stayed behind so we could look for Ivy. I looked everywhere I could think of. But her apartment was the last place I looked with Cole. When I got there her things were gone. The place seemed empty. All of her close and products were gone. Everything except that note on the dining table.

" Dear friends,

Thank you for taking care of me and securing my chances of life. I wish you all the best, but I am going to be gone for a while. How long I don't exactly know. But I need time and I need you all to do great things with yourselves. But I can't be there for you to do that. It wouldn't be good, and I don't want you to constantly be watching over me. I love you all. This is goodbye for now. See you later...

- Ivy danvers "

And just like that she left. No goodbye. No I'm sorry. No explanation. Just left with a letter she kept on the dining table.

"Cameron. Cam! HEY!" Cole grabbed my shoulder and faced me towards him.

"Don't call me Cam cole! I only let Ivy call me that now. And she's gone" I backed away until I hit the side of her fridge. I called Joanne and told her "Meet at our place.". I was very angry. I was angry that I couldn't go with her. That i couldn't be there for her anymore. That it was too late. She's making me insane. I can't deal with life without her. I won't know what to do because she was there for me so many times. Yet she won't let me or anybody lose help her. She wants to be alone? Now she's alone. She has a hold on me that I can't explain. This is making me crazy, she's toxic. I'm just the addict that decided to keep going.

I met Joanne at the boxing ring. The one that our gang uses only. I just wish I would have at least told her that I was in the gang at all. I punched the bag so hard, even with gloves on, my hands started bleeding. I couldn't feel the pain. All I could feel was the anxiety, pressure, anger, sadness, confusion and many other emotions. I was never good at handling my emotions but this time is probably my best. All I know is punching something is making me feel a lot better. I don't have Ivy. She's not here. She left without a second thought. How am I supposed to forgive that? I wouldn't be able to help it though would I. I'm already starting to fall apart without her. Just when I was about to punch the bag one more time somebody came up behind me and grabbed my arm.

"Cameron STOP! You're hurting yourself! Your hand are bleeding, what did you do!" She asked yelling with worry and frustration.

"She's gone!" I shout at Jo. "She's gone and it's too late!"

"What do you mean? WHo's gone Cameron?" Joanne lets go of my arm.

I breathe for a second and start to notice the pain in my bleeding hands. "Ivy." I was sweating already and my hair was hanging down from my face.

"What?" she seemed surprised.

"Ivy packed her things and left with a lousy note on the table. She didn't even say goodbye. And last night she broke up with me."