"Wwwhat?" She slurred after a while of silence and Ivy froze, not breathing in nor out.Then Elsa's eyelids slid shut again. Till she started snoring lightly, indicating that she had fallen back asleep. For Ivy, silence reigned through the room except for her pondering heart and Elsa's light snoring.Had Elsa heard what she had said? How long had she been awake? What if she woke up in the morning and remembered? Elsa wasn't one to forget things that she did while she was drunk nor the words spoken to her!Had she just ruined it all for her best friend? What about their relationship? Would it stay the same after this? Intact or forever broken?Ivy immediately picked up her phone, tears streaming down her face, as she imagined how shattered Elsa would be in the morning. Her sight blurry as she went from one site to another, checking through expensive dresses and gifts that she might use as an apology come daybreak. She made her orders, her mind racing, her hands trembling as the thou
"Ciao Princess, I'm officially the girlfriend of a greek god."Ivy's heart exploded with happiness.Finally, her best friend was with the man she was in 'love' with. Then her heart dropped almost instantly.He was the same guy she couldn't get out of her head."I am so happy for you, Elsa. Congratulations, you got your man.""You make it sound like we are already getting married. Maybe we will. Anyways, I need to go now, Princess."She hung up, the line going dead, then a ding.A notification.Elsa posted a picture of her hand and someone's, definitely Christopher's, interlocked. She even updated her status to 'In a Relationship.'Tears welled up in her eyes looking at the pictures. She put the phone away, mumbling to herself over and over again."Elsa is happy which means you are happy."***If Ivy had thought that the events of last week was torture, than she certainly hadn't been ready for this one. Pictures!Pictures of interlock hands, legs, hands, shadows and tbe difference p
That and the two nights that followed, she had no crazy dreams of him nor nightmares of her marriage.She went to work as usual the next day, feeling refreshed and happy with herself.She scrolled through her phone to see if there are any movies she could see as a way to reward herself, maybe even go to a beach, a vacation or something.She was in the mood to meet new people.Then her phone rang.Elsa again."Hello, Spoilt Brat.""That is my line, you Dirty Thief." Elsa snapped back over that phone, Ivy let out a dramatic exasperated sigh."I thought I was a Princess.""Forget that. It's been two days since our last conversation. How are you even breathing without hearing from me?""Honestly," Ivy took in a deep breath, nodding lightly. "I think the air has been a little crazy.""Good because I don't understand how you can live without me for two whole days. You love me, remember?""I know, I know. You know what, I'm also wondering the same thing about you.""Oh, me? I've just--""Bee
Before she could protest again, she heard the shelve crashing to the floor and saw it falling above him, so that they were trapped between the shelf and the bed. "Oh my-- oh my--- your back!""Are you alright?" He asked, his face a little strained, all his focus on her.She nodded vigorously."We should be worried about you.""Me?" He asked, like as if that was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard."The shelf is on your back!""Oh. Yes. It is quite painful."Quite? How could he even forget he was carrying that king of heavy piece of wood, except if... Oh, goodness, he was dying, that is why he couldn't feel his back.If he eventually ends up dying then Elsa would kill her for it.The first guy she had ever liked and she had gone and done a mistake and killed him. Oh goodness, let Chris survive this. If there was any God up there. Please!"Don't forget to breathe," she said, her eyes on Chris. She needed to do her best to at least savage the situation. "In and out, in and out
It had been a little bit of a rushing mess after the shelf had been lifted off Chris back's. There was an ambulance, people running around to help and boom, the hospital."All clear." The doctor said to her, tucking one hand into her lab coat. "You can go home this evening.""It a whole fucking shelf, Doctor. I mean, you should have seen the shelf. Fucking huge!" Elsa turned to the doctor, her hand grazing Ivy's own affectionately. "Is it alright if we stay for longer, just to ensure that everything is really fine."The Doctor looked back at Elsa, a weary expression on her face, as if she was tired of life and everything in it."I feel fine," Ivy chirped in, noticing the tension."You are the injured one here, Princess, you don't get to judge." Then she looked back at the doctor. "So, can we? This is an expensive private hospital after all. Whatever the bill is, we'll pay it." Then her voice dropped to a low sympathy seeking tone. "I'm just so worried for my friend."The doctor let ou
She looked down at his lips instinctively, to see that they had been drawn up in a smirk.Memories flooded her brain at how they had felt against hers on two different occasions.Calm and assuring.Demanding and devouring.She pressed her lips together, her hand slipping off the edge of the pool as she pushed back slightly from him, swimming an inch away."Thank you for that too. It must have been really inappropriate and uncomfortable for you. I'm sure you did it only because you had no other choice.""Uncomfortable? Maybe. The shelf was really comfortable. I can think of other confort--""I'm talking about Elsa. I don't think she has to know."He furrowed his brows, "of course, she doesn't.""Thank you."Then she swam forward, further away from him, pulling herself out of the water."Goodnight."***The avoiding continued but it was getting harder and harder as time went on. Chris was getting better, so they all went to the Beach now and then. Although Jett was always on his phone
Pleasure.It was all she could feel, all her dazed mind could think about.Her silky red nightgown was all the way up her thighs, with him standing in-between her legs that were hooked by the ankles, around him. One hand was under her nightgown, caressing her arched bare back, while her fingers were driving through his already lose messy bun.She felt her nightgown slip down her shoulders a little, then his lips trailing kisses against the soft upper molds of her breasts.She threw her head back in pleasure, her purple hair dangling down her back, her grip against the counter's edge tightening, soft moans slipping through her lips.It wasn't until she felt his hand going up her inner thigh did she come to her senses.What was she doing?!Her eye lids flew open like a bolt of lighting, her hands dropped from his hair and rested on his chest instead as she pushed him away from her as much as her strength could.Seeing this, he took a step back while asking if he had done something wrong
Just as his lips were about to collide with hers, she looked away, stepped back and gulped. Nah, not this time again. Absolutely not!She shook her head, looked back at him with doubt, seething rage and growing disappointed in her eyes."Ivy?" He asked then he smiled, as if he was just realizing something. "You like me but you need sometime to admit it to yourself," he chuckled. "It's okay, take all the time you need. I'm not in a hurry.""You are lying," she finally whispered."About what?""You are lying!" With that, she bolted out of the kitchen and ran up the stairs.She saw Jett on her way up but she knew she didn't have to worry about him knowing anything that happened in the kitchen or even being concerned about anything that was going on. He had his earphones plugged in, his eyes trained on the laptop he had in front of him. A mere argument in the kitchen couldn't shake his attention. Even if the world was ending, volcanoes erupting, hurricanes and tsunamis, Jett would still