PLAY WITH FIRE

IVY'S POV

I woke up,

and my head is hurting worse than ever.

its like a non stop ringing.

i look beside the bed and see a cup of water and some aspirin.

oh thank god.

i take the aspirin and get up from the bed. im dressed in.. a grey hoodie?

i leave the room with my messy hair and messy smeared makeup. walking down the stairs i hear yelling

"ALL THIS FOR A GIRL?"

a unfamiliar voice yells.

"WITHOUT HER WE WOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN THE DEAL. EVERYONE COMES HERE AND SEES HER? THEY FALL INLOVE. INSTANTLY"

Elijah yells. i walk down making my way to where the noise is.

everyones eyes are on me.. "uhm, sorry to interrupt.."

i say looking around at unfamiliar faces.

A man gets up and grabs me while wiping my face with his thumb.

"you must be right Elijah"

he says smirking at me.

right about what?

"go upstairs." elijah commands.

"im hung-"

"im not gonna repeat myself" he says looking at me.

his eyes are..

darker..

angrier.

i nod and walk back up finding Kimberly. "hey" she says looking sad. "who is that?"

i say. "father"

my eyes widen as she says that. "y-your father???"

i say looking so shocked.

"why would your father be screaming at Elijah?"

"because ever since u came here you ruined Elijah's deal with coopers! and fathers very furious!"

she runs off to her room.

its my fault? its not like i wanna be here.

i walk back to the room and shut the door.

i grab my journal

and rip

every

single

page.

im furious.

i throw it on the ground. i rip the pillows and throw them. i take the lighter Elijah uses for his cigarettes and light one page..

do i throw it

or do i blow it out?

I throw the note on the bed. causing the bed to light up in fire,

I realize what I did,

and I go to the bathroom and grab a cup of water and throw it on the bed. Shit! I didn't mean to light it on fire! It's getting worse and worse.

I try to have it throw towel on it.

It's not getting out.

I freak out and sit on the ground law smoke satyrs my eyes and then suddenly hear a lock on the door.

"Open the door!" Elijah screams from out the door.

i cough as i try to reach the handle. "i- i cant"

i say. hearing Elijah trying to knock the door down.

"you dumb fuck!" i hear him yell at me. i wipe my tear. shut it up ivy. open the door.

i repeat to myself. i crawl to the door and unlock it as i fall to the ground. Elijah and Justin run in. Justin carries me and Elijah stops the smoke.

"what the fuck?!" i hear Elijah yell as i stand straight.

he grabs my wrist tightly

and throws me to the ground. his eyes are .. dark.

"ARE U FUCKING STUPID?"

"ARE YOU TRYING TO RUIN MY CAREER MY LIFE?!"

he is very angry. i- im lost of words.. i cant breath and i get flashbacks of frank.

"the one fucking time i want you to talk." he says grabbing my jaw for me to face his eyes.

"im sorry" i say.

he slaps me hard across the face.

his hands are heavy.

strong.

painful.

"Elijah let he go yeah? shes had enough." i hear justin say.

"no ill show her enough." he grabs me by my hair downstairs

as i cry out

"Let me go!" I say

he throws me in a dark room with only one chair in the middle of it.

its the room they where torturing that dude..

he throws me in the chair and wraps around me a rope. "ive had enough of your bratty bullshit."

"Always acting as if your the victim" he says as he chains my hands.

he starts punching me.

over.

and over.

and over.

until i cant feel my face anymore. "Elijah what the fuck?!" i hear Kimberly yell.

"Your not gonna wanna see this Kim."

he says.

its not his voice.

not his face.

its like a demon got to him. Like he's another person.

It's not the Elijah i know.

"Stop it!" I cry out.

His eyes are full of concern.

Guilt.

sadness?

Kim grabs his arm and pushes him away "you fucker! look at her!"

Kim yells at him.

He's staring at me like he's about to cry.

My face is numb.

I feel ache.

Kim grabs me and lead me to her room.

"I'll leave you alone" She says with a soft smile,

I sit on the couch and rest.

thinking.

ELIJAH'S POV.

I know i was mad. but it didn't feel like me punching her. i didn't mean for it to go this far. i wasnt meant to. she means a lot to me. it wasn't me, it felt like i had no control over my body. i couldnt control what i did. to her. i walk up and go to the guest bedroom and sit and light a cigarette. as a text pops up on my phone.

???: we need to talk

me: who are you?.

???: does it matter? 10 minutes. go to east bar.

me: why would i do that?

???: Elijah.

they know my name?.. might as well. i grab my car keys and drive to the bar. walking in expecting a muscular man to sit by me. a blonde haired girl sits near.

"who the fuck are you?" i say looking her up and down. "im charlotte. i know you have ivy. and i know your hurting her."

how the fuck. oh that bitch im so gonna kill her

"and?"

i say looking at her.

"Elijah. ivy doesn't deserve this"

i hear her voice breakdown.

i huff and get up but she grabs my arm

"frank raped her. her mother hits her. and some guy tried to kill her a couple months ago. please. i know somewhere in your heart you'll understand." she says looking at me. ivy never got raped. or abused thats bullshit, shes a brat and lives like a princess. she just want me to get her out. "bullshit." i say. she grabs her phone and shows me a video. oh. *"Please let me!" ivy cries out in the video"* *"shut up you whore"* that fucking- "please" She puts the phone down and looks at me

"she hides her bruises with makeup."

"every time" charlotte says

"im gonna kill him." i suddenly say. I feel this strong urge to help her.

i grab my keys and leave the bar and start the engine. i drive fast to ivy's moms house. i break the door seeing frank smoking on the table "YOU RAPED HER?" i yell at him. "YOU SICK MOTHER FU-" he cocks a gun and faces it to my face "what are you gonna do bout it?" he says laughing "that sweet pie was tight anyways" im gonna kill him. "say that again and ill rip your taste buds off." he laughs "im the one with the g-" i cut him off by kicking his gun and sliding it while grabbing my gun and pointing it at his head.

"huh? what was that?"

i mock him as i shoot him.

"i would shoot you too but your sad and pathetic."

i say to ivy's mom while leaving.

i feel calm. and bad.

i never knew she went through all that.

i didn't mean for her to.

i get home and walk in run upstairs and grab the makeup wipes from Kim

"hey!"

i hear her yell.

i walk in the room seeing her reading. "what are you-"

i grab her leg and pull down her pants and wipe her thigh with the makeup wipes. it reveal a big scar.

purple.

"i" she tries to speak but i shush her.

"why?" i look at her.

"im sorry don't hurt me"

"your safe now."

as i pull her in a tight hug letting her rest on my chest.