Chapter 37: The Amusement ParkIvyWhen Charlotte pushed the door open, Ivy's grip in Charlotte’s hand tightened as they both walked into the building. The lights inside were flickering slightly and the place reeked of freshly brewed coffee, disinfectants, and paperwork. Ivy looked around and noticed how busy the place was. A man with wild tattoos was seated with his head hanging low at the far end of the room with his hands cuffed, three officers were standing by a corner with coffee in their hands discussing quietly, phones were ringing, and people were waiting. Ivy felt her hands in Charlotte's grip grow sweaty as they approached an officer who didn't seem to be attending to anyone. His eyes were glued to his screen as he typed away on his computer. He didn't seem to notice them until Charlotte spoke.“Hi, we are here to file a report” Charlotte announced “Type of incident?” the man asked without looking away from his computer for a second. Charlotte nudged Ivy gently and gesture
Chapter 36: visiting the precinct Ivy When Ivy woke up, it was mid-afternoon, thankfully it was the weekend. She stretched and let out a yawn as she got out of bed. Ivy panicked a little when she noticed Charlotte was missing but her mind eased up when the smell of food wafted into her nose and she wondered what Charlotte was trying to cook this time. She climbed from the bed and sauntered towards the kitchen knowing that Charlotte would be there. As Ivy approached the hallway, she could smell the disaster her best friend was cooking. Charlotte was usually only a good cook when it came to simple meals but whenever she tried something fancy it always turned out disastrous.Ivy burst into a coughing fit immediately after she set foot in the living room. “Oh God” she muttered as her eyes frantically searched for Charlotte, but she couldn't find her amid the thick smoke that engulfed everything, making it hard for her to see anything.“Charlotte!” she yelled but she was met with silence
Chapter 35: You look ugly when you cryIvySuddenly she heard a clicking sound, and the door opened revealing a sleepy Charlotte standing and rubbing her eyes“Hey, why were you screaming my—” Charlotte started but Ivy didn't allow her to finish as she rushed inside and shut the door with a bang startling Charlotte awake. Ivy panted heavily as her back rested against the door like someone who had just run a meter race. “What's going on? Why are you acting weird?” Charlotte whispered urgently. Ivy signaled for her to be quiet with a gesture as she heard some shuffling noises coming from outside the door. The noises lasted only a moment, as if the person was searching for something, and then they suddenly stopped. Ivy slowly peeked through the peephole, her heart racing. There was no one there; he was gone. She dropped to the ground with a thud and let out a heavy sigh.“Okay, are you going to tell me what’s going on and why you’re acting batshit crazy?” Charlotte asked, her arms folde
**Chapter 34**The StalkerIvyIvy didn’t even bother knocking this time; she just barged right into Liam’s office. However, she paused when she saw that he was on a call, his back turned to her. She quietly shut the door behind her and slowly walked toward his desk, having not attracted his attention yet. She couldn’t tell who he was speaking to, but his posture was rigid.“Kelsie, if I meet with you once, will you stop calling and showing up at my house?” he said suddenly. The mention of Kelsie's name made Ivy's heart sink, causing the document in her hand to slip from her grip and fall to the floor. Liam turned his head, eyebrows raised in question at her and the sound. She quickly bent down to pick up the document, pushing away the unsettling feeling in her chest, and showed it to him. He nodded and returned to his desk.“Just text me the location; I’ll meet you there,” he said before dropping his phone on the table. He then gestured for her to come forward. Ivy walked to him and h
Chapter 33:The Cover UpIvy povJust as Ivy was about to call Charlotte again to ask her where she was, she heard a bang on her door. “Charlotte, is that you?” she asked as she slowly approached the door, but there was no response, just another loud bang making her jump. “Char?” she asked again, slowly moving away from the door as the bangs became more violent. Who could it be? Rowan? No that was not possible, he wouldn't bang on the door like that when he was the one who locked it.Could it be Evelyn? That wasn't possible either, Evelyn would rather die than set foot in this part of the house. Ivy wasn't sure if it was Charlotte either, because the person wasn't answering. Then that leaves her to the last conclusion, a burglar. She retreated from the door completely and her eyes frantically searched her room for what she could use as a weapon but there was nothing usable. She searched through her drawers looking for something, anything to defend herself with but found nothing, jus
Chapter 32: locked inIvy’s povAfter having another sleepless night, Ivy dragged herself out of bed and prepared groggily for the day. She packed her hair in a neat ponytail and grabbed her bag to leave for work. She frowned when she tried opening her door, which wouldn't budge. She tried pulling and pushing, but it still didn't open. Was it jammed? “Shit!” she cursed as she took a look at her wrist watch, it was some minutes past 7 am. At this point, she was going to be late for work.She wondered if Evelyn or Rowan were home, even though they were the last people she wanted to ask for help. Unfortunately, she didn't have much of a choice at the moment. “Is anyone there?” she yelled as she banged on the door loudly. “Rowan? Evelyn? Please, can you help me? I think my door is jammed!” she shouted at the top of her lungs, hitting the door harder. But all she received in response was silence. Of course, they weren't going to help her. What was she thinking, calling out to them?She c