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
She squealed, "I knew it! He loves me!" She ended, curling tbe tip of her hair around her fingers. "...and I love him even more," she added quickly."Elsa. You and Chris are in a relationship, right?""Of course," she said in a 'doh' tone.Ivy puffed out air from her mouth, nervous and not knowing how best to approach this. She wasn't trying to take herself out of blame, she just wanted to say it in a way that explained everything in the most concise way she could. This was already starting to get unbearably hurtful and she hadn't even started yet.She took Elsa's hands in hers.'Well, here goes nothing.'"He is not good for you. I'm not trying to break you up but I really love you and I need you to know. He is a playboy."She pulled her hand away from her almost immediately, "how are you supposed to know that?""You know that I will never intentionally try to hurt you, right?"Elsa laughed, taking a step back, "What is going on?""I and Chris..."Her face changed, what was left ther
Elsa eyes widened slighty in shock.That had unintentionally slipped. She looked around quickly at the murmuring crowd, then her gaze landed on that one person."Chris!"Chris didn't look happy, at all. He had stopped in his tracks when he heard her say that. "You lied to her? Amryelsa, you promised you'll help me.""This is all just a misunderstanding," she laughed nervously. "We are just playing, around. Scripts, acting and all for... a role? Right, Ivy?"She turned to Ivy for rescue but she wasn't having any of that."You lied to me. I was beating myself up for hurting you, everytime. I was working so hard to make you happy and you..." she paused, looking right at her. "You played me. You made us all your pawns and you played us.""I did for us. For peace. Can't you see?""You lied to me, Elsa. You USED me!""And you KEPT SECRETS from me!" She tackled right back."To protect you!" She threw a hand forward, pointing it to her. "All my life I've always done things, deprived myself