'I know I can treat you better, than he can
And any girl like you deserves a gentleman'
A girl with demons. A boy with a bad reputation. A boy soon to be corrupted.
Ivy is a girl who finds the devil at every doorstep. Demons surround her but what w...
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Ivy's eyes flickered open, the comfort of her bed engulfing her in a peaceful trance. She groaned, pulling the covers of the bed back. A dull ache racked her body, memories of the day before came flooding back. She shook her head, trying to get rid of them.'At least I am not going to be seeing her any time soon.'
Ivy's hands searched through her wardrobe, looking for something nice to wear. It was her first proper day working for Tommy. The past few days she had been so busy and hadn't had the chance to work, Tommo was okay with that though. He was the one making the girl so busy after all. Ivy pulled out a black skirt and a white shirt with small, black stitching on it. The smell of toast and bacon filled her nose as she descended the stairs of her new house. "Morning, Pol." She said, walking into the kitchen. "You're up early." Polly had her hair pinned back so it didn't get in any of the food and she wore a small apron around her waist. "I've got work." She gave Ivy a light chuckle. "Sorry, it seems so weird for you to have a job, at your age."
"I'm sixteen now, Pol. It's about time," The girl took a seat at the kitchen table. "Do you need any help?" She offered up. "No, petal. I'm okay." Within a few minutes, Polly had served up a simple breakfast of toast and bacon and Ivy was swiftly making her way through it. "This is amazing, Pol. Thank you." She showed her a small smile at her compliment. "We probably should've waited for Michael but you've got to head off soon." Ivy brought a napkin up to her mouth to wipe away any excess food that might've lain there. "I did think it seemed a bit quiet down here."
"I heard you shouting last night. Are you two alright?" Polly asked, taking a bite out of her own toast. "He just asks too many questions, that's all." She nodded, understanding the girl's frustration. "It's his birthday today, you know."
"Really? How old is he, five?" Polly laughed a little bit before lightly scolding her. "Be nice." Ivy finished her breakfast before Polly did so she brought her plate over to the sink so she could wash it up. "Oh, just leave it. I'll do it later. You need to be off now." She offered. "Thank you, Pol." Ivy walked over to her and gave her a small hug. She grabbed her coat off of the rack in the hallway and waited outside for John to pick her up, he had offered the day before, prior to the auction. A loud car horn sounded in front of the girl, breaking her free of her trance. She laughed knowing that Polly would be mad at him for beeping the horn.
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"Esme's in there now. I'll be back soon." John told Ivy as she got out of his car. "Okay. Bye Johnny." She waved at him before making her way into the gaming den. John was right, Esme was in there, sorting out the books. "Morning, Esme." She took a quick look at the girl and smiled briefly. "Morning, Ivy." She returned the smile and Ivy walked into her office. There was a large stack of papers on it that she quickly got to work on. About ten minutes into her work, she could hear Esme talking to somebody. It wasn't a male voice so it couldn't have been John. The girl stepped out of her office to see who it was.
