Todos los capítulos de On My Knees for my Best Friend's Daddy : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 58

IVYMy shoulder still aches.It's not sharp anymore, but it's still a deep, stubborn reminder that a knife once lived there.The doctor says the sling comes off in a week. But no matter how many times I look at the calendar, a week still feels like a year.I can’t sit still even when I try to. I read. I scroll. I start a show and abandon it ten minutes in. The mansion is too big for someone who doesn’t know what to do with her hands.Knox has been present, but careful. A bit too careful. Sierra on the other hand, has been hovering in her own way, watching and thinking.The air in this house feels like it’s waiting.By late afternoon, I’m pacing the second floor. The carpet is soft under my bare feet. I pass doors I’ve never opened. Guest rooms. Storage. An office.At the end of the hall, one door is slightly open. Just a crack wide enough for me to take a peep.I slow down my steps. My heart begins to beat faster for reasons unknown to me. I have no reason to feel this way. After all,

KNOXSierra returns to Pristine on the same day, and I see her before she sees me.She walks through the side gate with her bag hanging off her shoulder. She doesn’t call out. Doesn’t slam the door. Doesn’t do any of the loud, dramatic things she used to do when she is upset.She just drops the bag by the steps like it weighs too much.I’m sitting on the bench in the garden.Sierra spots me and immediately walks over. I move to create more than enough room for her to sit but she ignores it.She sits beside me. Not too close. Not far either. Just enough space to say this is serious.“How was your trip?” I ask.“Fine.”It’s the kind of tone that means the opposite. I nod once. “And Catherine?”She looks straight ahead. “It’s not looking good.”My jaw tightens. “She’s strong.”Sierra lets out a soft breath. “Yeah. She is.”Silence settles between us. The wind moves through the trees. Somewhere inside the house, a door shuts.“I talked to Mum,” she says suddenly.My chest tightens so fast

IVY I run as fast as I can, even when I am fully aware he isn’t chasing me. There is no way in hell that he would, not after everything he just said to Sierra.My knees give out before I can make it to bed. I sink to the floor, my back pressed to the side of it as my fingers dig into the fabric of my shirt, pressing hard against it in hopes of physically forcing my lungs to work. I can’t breathe. The four walls of the room close on me and it feels smaller with every second passing. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to let out rehearsed exhales but it doesn’t work. Instead, the tears I desperately fight to hold back immediately burn my eyes. I had seen Sierra from the balcony as she returned, I foolishly headed downstairs to welcome my best friend. Only for me to be welcomed by words I shouldn’t have fucking heard. “Sierra,” I breathe out as my eyes manage to meet the light. Only briefly though, the sharp gush of wind that suddenly hits my lungs and leaves at the same speed immediat

IVYIt’s time to leave.  It’s time to wake up from my imagination and face reality. Fairytale land was fun to dwell in for a while, but it is finally time to return to the real world. Time to return to the old Ivy I was before Knox. The good old starving artist with a rather very shitty family.Only, I wouldn’t be returning to my family because…well, Harold Grant happened.When I’m done with packing and my things fit into my suitcase perfectly, I look around the now scanty looking room one more time, reflecting on my actions. Not for long though, just enough for me to know I was making the right choice. I grab my bag and just as I’m about to take my first step towards the door, I hear someone grab the knob from outside. I freeze and before I can take another step, the door swings open to reveal Sierra. The room suddenly feels emptier than ever. I’m holding my breath, suddenly unsur