Falling apart Pt. 2

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I hate myself

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I hate myself...

I do..

I can't believe I'd do that to Ivy. I don't understand what got over me. My jealousy? Of how close her and Maddox have started to become again? Most likely but that doesn't excuse my actions. Sitting here with a group of old college friends in a loud ass club that smells from all the sweat has me cringing.

Why did I come out again?

To get my mind off of how much I've fucked up. Yeah that's exactly why. I scan the crowd looking at the sea on women that are out on the dance floor. None compare to Ivy. Yet it's not like I can have her back anyway.

Getting nudged in the ribs by an elbow brings me out of my self loathing.

"Hey isn't that the girl you used to hang out with all the time back in college?" Brain yells in my ear pointing out to the dance floor.

A flash of a dark plum dress that's way to tight on the porcelain skinned girl has me roll my eyes at him till she turns around. Sure enough it's Ivy.

Getting up from my chair not bothering to reply I make my way to her as fast as I can. What is she doing she hates clubs. Plus she doesn't handle alcohol very well.

Trying to make my way to her I fume when some low life has his hands on her in places he shouldn't. I manage to pull him off but only to be blamed for where his hands shouldn't have been.

"Grayson!!" She yells at me causing my heart to break more. Fuck I missed her voice I miss her. Ivy.

My Ivy.

Getting away from me she stumbles to the bar finding an open stool for her to sit on. Rubbing her ankle I assume she's either twisted or is uncomfortable from being high heels.

Which by the way she hates. So why she's torturing herself beats me. Giving her a little space before I head over to her I sigh. Fuck. She's tossed back about three shots now.

"You shouldn't drink so much." Rolling her eyes at me she slips off her chair a bit not even realizing it. My mouth close to her ear the warmth she gives off inviting but I know I'm reading it wrong. "You're not someone to dress like this. A dress so tight you can practically see what's underneath."

If there is anything even underneath.

Just thinking about Ivy not having anything under this plum dress has me livid fuck. What has she been doing. "Ivy let me take you home." I say while looking into her brown eyes. They're beginning to falter. Starting to close slowly she's really feeing it right now. "Home?" She asks her eyes darting around before settling on me again. "What time is it?" I shouldn't lie but I have to for her own good.

"It's nearly three in the morning." Her eyes widen with surprise. "No it's can't be it was just ten when I checked." Yeah let Ivy be the one to keep track of time while she drinks. When she stands up her ankle buckled causing her to trip and almost fall. Catching her in my arms her skin makes mine ignite. She's so warm. I miss her warmth. "I got you Ivy."

Her eyes scan my face which I'm pretty sure doesn't look at good as it usually does from my countless sleepless nights. "Grayson." She whispers her lips so close to mine I can feel her breath. Smelly but I've missed it. "Yes?"

"Take me home." Is all Ivy manages to get out before she goes limp in my arms almost slipping out I get a better grip before lifting her up behind the knees and walking her out. There are a few stares that look at me strange and others that route for me. This world is a dark place. I'm glad I was here for Ivy.

Putting her in my passenger seat I can't help but think if she even brought her car it doesn't seem like it since she payed with cash that came out of her bra. Most likely her I.d is also in there. Ivy curls up into a ball pulling her legs to her chest.

"Maddox.." she mumbles causing my heart to break further then it already has. I knew I'd never replace his spot in her heart. I don't even think she realizes herself how much he actually means to her. Shit just hearing about it their relationship was always weird but that's how her heart fell for him I guess. No matter how hard I tried to get her to love me.

Her love already belonged to him even after all these years. A small thud in my car grabs my attention. Just in time too as the light turn red and I slow my car down to a stop Ivys phone lays on the floor. Picking it up I input her passcode and call a number I wouldn't think of ever calling. I'm not doing it for myself I'm doing it for Ivy.

As the phone rings against my ear my heart falls more with each ring. Did he give up on her? Did something happen between them? As I pull up to Ivy's apartment I go to hang up the phone being the third time I've called now. 

Just as I go to hang up I hear a groggy voice. "Ivy?...Hello? Ivy."

Fuck should I have called him. Yeah it's for the best. She doesn't want to be around me not after what I did. "Uh hey."

"Grayson you have some fucking nerve!" Maddox yells through the phone making me scrunch my face. "Yeah I know I'm not calling because of me."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" He questions answered I hear shuffling through the phone. He's getting dressed. "Ivy she needs you I brought her to her apartment I'll leave the door unlocked for you when you get her if she asks who brought her home tomorrow you say you did. I was never here." I say picking her up off the passenger seat. Kissing her forehead with her phone pressed against my shoulder and ear.

"Yeah alright I'm on my way." With that the phone call ends and I carry her up to her apartment. Laying her under her covers I slip her shoes off as slowly as I can not trying to wake her. Kissing her once more this time on the cheek lingering as I think of letting her go. I whisper "I love you. I always will." And leave.

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