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poison ivy (etl)

"Ivy is poison and her touch kills me." - Elijah Ivy Blair Lavigne l, a 19 year old, from a small town in France. A simple girl living in a household with her drug addict mother. Her father was never really in the picture. One day she hears her mom arguing down the kitchen, is it gonna go bad? Is she gonna get in trouble? - Elijah Luke Knight, a 21 year old man, from spain. Living in a mansion near the beach. He never really got along with his parents because they said he had "problems" but he figures he's better on his own. He gets a call that a deal went bad, a dealer of his isn't getting all the money, he had to take matters into his own hands. Will he kill them?

sateelooph · Urban
Not enough ratings
31 Chs

DEATH RATE

IVY'S POV

I trip down as Elijah's knife hits my throat,

"See? I could just slash your throat, no defence." He says helping me get up.

When he turns around i kick the back of his knees and grab his throat making him kneel down with my knife on his throat.

"Never turn your back on the enemy" I slowly whisper in his ear.

He pulls his leg to hit mine as i fall down and he gets on top of me.

"What was that?" He says.

I put my hand up in defeat.

"Up" He gestures me to get up.

"Okay" He grabs the gun and points at the fake man.

"The top of the gun has to be atleast 2 inches under the actual area you wanna shoot, got it?" He says giving me a gun.

I point the gun at the man's head and go down 2 inches.

"Got it" I say.

Looking at the guy, i shoot.

Going right between his eyes.

"Nice" He says with a smirk.

He shots 3 times,

One in the heart, one in the head,

and one in the leg.

"Look, killing isn't easy okay? it's gonna hunt you ivy" He says looking at me.

"I know" I say putting the gun down.

"I don't want you to become like me." He says sitting down.

"What's wrong with being you?" I say with a smile.

"Everything" He says..

more like mumbles.

I run my hand through his hair as i look him in the eyes.

"Oh my god Elijah." I say getting on my knees to look at him.

"When was the last time you slept?" I say

"Yesterday?" He says.

"Elijah, not an hour." I say

"Your funeral" He says inhaling.

"Oh.." I say wiping the sweat from his face.

"Come" I grab his hand gesturing him to his bedroom.

Laying him down and removing my Pants because i've been wearing them for too long.

I put some pants from Elijah's closet and lay down near him.

I cuddle him and play with his hair as he rests on my chest.

"Sleep okay?" I whisper as i kiss his forehead.

"Everything is gonna be okay" He says. he looks up at me and smiles,

"Your safe now my love" He whispers as he grabs my jaw and places a kiss on my lips.