**Small town girl Ivy Knight has planned out her fate. She'll leave the small town known as Silver Falls and make something of herself. That is till Maddox Silver comes back to town after being away for years. Dealing with her fathers death, her mot...
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Hearing Graysons voice on the other side of my phone wakes me up completely and quickly. "Grayson you have some fucking nerve!" I yell into the phone now sitting up in my bed. Why is he calling from Ivys phone what the fuck is going on.
"Yeah I know. I'm not calling because of me." His voice sounds sad almost as if he's humiliated for calling me. What the fuck is that supposed to fucking mean?" I ask grabbing my pants off the floor next to my bed. Pulling them up as I stay on the phone with red.
"Ivy she needs you..." is all I hear when my mind zones out. Fuck did he do something to her again. No he wouldn't be calling if he did. Barely catching the last bit of what Grayson has said. "If she asks who brought her home you did. I was never here." Nodding my head only to roll my eyes.
He can't fucking see me.
"Yeah alright I'm on my way." I say before hanging up the phone to finish getting dressed. My mind only focusing on getting to Ivy forgetting I had company. Which stirs in my bed. I fucked up. Running my hand down my face I gently pull on my over grown bread. Fuck me.
"Maddox? Where are you going?" She asks. I don't even remember her name.
Dammit!
"Out." Is the reply I give grabbing my bike keys and rushing out my door. By the time I make it to Ivys apartment a hour has passed by fuck is Grayson still there. I don't know if I can not cause him bodily harm. I go to knock but decide against it and turn the door knob.
When it opens I'm surprised at what I see in front of me. Ivys apartment is trashed littered by empty cans of beer or liquor are everywhere. Clothes scatter the floor scrubs mostly. At least she's still working. Shutting the door behind me quietly I walk down the hall to her room. A dim light creeps from under the door. Pushing it open Ivy lays in her bed still clothed with no Grayson in site.
The fucker has some decency I guess. Still want to fuck his shit up though. Slowly but surly I make my way to her. She snores. Not loudly but softly. Mumbling she turns on her side uncovering herself.
"Oh Ivy. What happened?" I ask my sleeping beauty. Yes Ivys still beautiful even with her makeup smeared all over her face and her pillow full of mascara ruining it and all she's still flawless to me. "Maddox," she mumbles louder as her eyebrow furrows. Gently with the pad of thumb I smooth it out only to have her sigh in relief, and in return I do as well.
For about an hour or so I struggle in getting her dress off. Trying not to wake her at the same time not wanting her to wake up due to being uncomfortable. This woman.
Finally just deciding to leave her in her bra and underwear not feeling ok by removing them or adding clothing to her body I leave her sleeping cracking the door as I make my way to the living room.
Her apartment is a mess, how long has she been in a funk? Please don't tell me this is my fault.
Fuck...
Why do I get the feeling it is? I pick up trash and make a pile of clothes that had been scattered around before I even remember I need to lock the door. Fucking Grayson he's lucky I was the only one to try to come in here. What if I wasn't.
Shit.
No gotta stop thinking that way Im here no one else she's safe. Im here. Before I realize what I was doing I'm standing at the edge of her bed again the hallway light creeping into her room making her just visible. I know for a fact if she saw me here standing like I am watching her sleep shell think I'm a fucking weirdo, but from the way her snores have gotten louder I doubt that she will be waking up anytime soon.
By the time I sit down on the couch is seems like I haven't done anything to this apartment. Feeling exhausted I close my eyes promising myself only fifteen minuets of sleep before I get up and finish what I started.
Fifteen minutes turn into the entire night since I was woken up by Ivy. Her makeup everywhere a little lighter now from what I assume her spreading it all over her bedding. By the time my eyes finish looking at her face I can't help but let the small glimmer of heat that warms my cheeks as I look at Ivys unclothed body. "You might want to change." I say rubbing the back of my neck. She does and our morning is full of awkward silence. Not fully knowing where we really stand.
It's clear that we aren't where we were before I hadn't slept with her. I should've just did it, but I didn't want to be a rebound only to get turn down again. I'm not the same high schooler I was when we were younger. I've grown she has too.
I'm just not sure I can take that heart break again. Never again there's a reason I no longer date Ivy ruined that for me. She ruined women for me period. No one will ever compare to her but I'm not willing to put myself on the line again for her only to be hurt in the end.
