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Ivy
The next morning, I found myself in Base 1, right in front of Ethans' home. Somehow, I've been able to feel his presence, but right now, I didn't, and I was kind of glad cause I never went there with the intention of seeing him.
With my nervous beating heart, I knocked gently on the door, tapping my foot impatiently.
I groaned, putting my hand over my eyes to see if I could spot anything from the blurry window, but I couldn't.
Impatient, I raised my hand, this time in an attempt to bang on the door, enough to irritate the neighbours, but I couldn't care less at this point... I tried everything last night, I tried everything in my power to block out Michelles' voice, but I couldn't, I even tried to distract myself by doing research on the Inc, but it was still there, at the back of my mind, telling me I had to do something about it... Maybe if I listen to her, or do what she said, it'll go away.
I couldn't let this distract me from my main mission in this dimension, I have to speeden up her voice wearing off from my head. I would never get anywhere with her voice taunting me every second.
I can't believe I got vocally hexed, if that was a fine way to put it.
Before my hand could reach the door, it swung open, Edith's beautiful features blessing my sight. "Ivy? Ethan isn't here, I thought-"
"I know," I cut her off, "I didn't come here to see Ethan, it's you I came to see." I told her.
She paused, furrowing her well carved brows in confusion.
I realized her hairstyle was different from last I saw it... She made it even shorter and curled it beautifully, it was a very beautiful pixie cut that showcased the softness of her brown hair, bringing light to her dark skin. I loved the fact that she didn't have to even make an effort before she looked beautiful.
Unlike me.
This was exactly why I found it perfect to come to her for this, she didn't even have to try, she was a natural.
"Me? Everything okay?" She asked, moving aside, gesturing for me to step in, which I did. His home was as neat as always.
"Yes, everything's all good!" I cheered, swallowing. "I just need your help with something really important." I finished, turning towards her as she closed the door behind her.
She raised a brow. "My help? With what?"
"I need you to make me over."
She went silent, her eyes trying pick up the emotions to get from my statement, but what finally settled was confusion.
"Make you over? I don't-- I don't understand." She hesitated, sounding really confused.
"Okay," I started, pacing back and forth. "So you're basically like a sister to Ethan, what am I saying, you're his sister... You live with him, and you've known him all your life, which means, you know him better than any of his friends... You know his favourite food, his favorite movie, if he has any, you know what he likes and dislikes, so I um- figured you could transform me into the kind of girl that, you know... That he likes?" I let out a long breath, stopping my pacing as I stood still, waiting for her response.
She blinked, her brows drawing closer with confusion.
I sighed. "Look, Edith, I know this is weird, me coming to you with this insane behaviour when we barely even know each oher, and-"
"What, no..." She stopped my rambling. "It's fine. The only thing I find weird though is the fact that you think you need to change for him. My brother doesn't really care about appearances, and I honestly see nothing wrong with yours." She said, sincerity in her eyes.
I gulped. "Ethan wouldn't tell you if he cared about appearances... He probably thinks I'm too fat and-"
"Ivy," she stopped me, a chuckle escaping her. "You're not fat. When I first saw you, I was so jealous of your figure... Any guy would do anything to have you by their side, what are you saying?" She asked incredulously.
I sighed. "Will you help?" I pleaded, resigned.
"I don't know what I'm helping you with here, you're perfect, and trust me, you have my brother wrapped around your little finger, so you have nothing to worry about." She assured, but that still didn't clear this annoying doubt.
I nodded. "I know Ethan loves me a lot, just like I love him, but-- let's just pretend I'm doing this for me, and not for him. Please Edith, I really want to do this." I pressed on.
She sighed, looking like she was thinking about it for a second, before nodding. "Fine, if this is what you really want, you're going to have to explain to me, how you think my brother would love to see you."
I grinned, rushing to give her a hug. "Thank you, thank you!"
She laughed softly. "Come on."
* * *
My brown hair was now jet black, the highlight of my makeup, looked like I had dark shadows on my face, I even had a few fake piercings on my eyebrows and lips. Edith told me Ethan didn't really dig piercings, but he might as well dig it on me, so it was worth trying.
My eyes swept over to what I was wearing... It was definitely something my Mom would disapprove of, if she was here. It was a crop top that easily showcased my stomach, despite the fact that I was wearing a transparent net inner, to at least protect my skin from being on full display. The skirt I wore was really short, I'm talking above thigh length.
The black net pocket socks I wore, reached my inner thigh. The black tight boot stopping just below my knee.
I felt so uncomfortable in my own skin. I hated my reflection, but this was something Michelle would wear, and I've seen other girls dress like this in Inc high, even worse. So I'm good right?
"Ivy... I don't think Ethan's gonna appreciate this very much, are you- are you sure?" Edith asked, her eyes on my reflection.
I gave a small nod. "Yeah, I'm sure."
The truth was, I wasn't... But I was willing to go to any length to get Michelle's voice out of my head, and right now, this was the only way I could think of.
I didn't look like me... Honestly, since I came here, I never looked like myself, the Ivy everyone knew and loved. On the outside, I never really wear black, I always felt like the color looked depressing on me... But here, it's all I wear, all I see.
I had enough to worry about, and I really can't add up Michelle's problems to it.
Something was up with Ethan, and even though I promised not to do anything about it, something else still bothered me. The back story to why Ethan and I had this strange connection.
It might also help in figuring out if Glory was really responsible for the fire, and probably answer the question as to why she wanted Ethan so much. What could possibly be the reason?
I pushed my thoughts to the back of my mind, giving myself one last glance at the mirror.
You can do this Ivy... Just turn off... Don't care about what people say or how they look at the new you. You're doing this for you, and no one else...
"Are you ready?" Edith asked, still not looking pleased about her handwork. She was probably scared of what Ethan would do if he found out she did this, but I planned on not letting anything fall on her, this was all me.
"Yeah... One last thing, though." I spoke up.
"What?"
"Do you happen to have bubblegum?"
"Bubblegum?"
I nodded. "Yeah, for extra confidence."
She sighed, shaking her head.
* * *
Ethan
The moment I saw Ralph coming towards me, I frowned, turning away so he'd just walk by and not talk to me, but this was Ralph, he never took any hint.
Even though we'd been working together for days, I made it clear that it didn't change anything between us, I still didn't want anything to do with him. Even though he never fully understood why, I did. And I wasn't one to take Glorys' threat without care.
Years ago, Glory had done everything in her power to sepetate me and Ralph, but I had been so stubborn because he was the closest thing I had to a brother. He managed to fill up the space Nathan's death had left in me.
Glory saw this, and believed he was a distraction... At that point Ralph and I were already having issues due Michelle running away from home and joining the Lithians. Although I swore to protect her, but Ralph wasn't having it, and I wasn't in the best place, so I remained stubborn, and let it drag on. I was wrong for doing that.
When Glory threatened me with his life, I had been distraught because Ralph was my best friend, my brother... I knew Glory was capable of hurting him, so I thought of a way to end the friendship.
Fortunately he had snuck into the Lithians corner that night, to get Michelle, I stopped him, and this resulted to a serious fight that almost had us killing each other, Malcolm had separated us... I still wouldn't forget the look on Malcolm's face after seeing what transpired between the both of us.
We'd never fought, at least not to the extent that we drew blood... It shook everyone, and the whole issue took over three weeks to settle down.
Ralph had come over to my base to apologize, but I shut him out.
The look on his face before I slammed the door at him, still haunted me.
But it had to be done to protect him and everyone he loved, from Glory.
"Hey." He made his presence known, I could already find glances being thrown towards our direction in the hallway.
"Why are you talking to me, Ralph?" I asked, blessing him with a look that clearly stated I didn't want to talk to him.
"You've gotta stop answering me with that sentence every time I try to talk to you."
I didn't reply, I just stared blankly at him, waiting for him to get it over with.
He sighed. "I heard... I heard about what Rider did, the guys he killed."
"So?" I asked.
"So... If you uh-- at any point need me to help you deal with him or help you shut down the Lithians-"
"No thanks, I don't need any help." I told him, about to walk away, but his voice stopped me.
"Look, man. You gotta quit this shit-"
I suppressed a groan. "How the fuck is this any of your business?"
"It is my business when I see you unwillingly doing something because you're being threatened." I ignored the double meaning to his words.
"Stay out of my business." I warned.
"Are you suddenly blind?" He asked with a scoff. "You're not only putting yourself in danger, but Ivy too. If they realize how much she means to you, they're gonna fuck her up, you know that."
My frown deepened. "Since when did you start worrying about Ivy?" I asked.
"Since she became a part of this world, since she became a friend."
I nodded. "Um-hm."
"What?" He asked.
"Ivy is my business," I pointed to my chest, before taking my index finger to his. "Not yours... Let me worry about her, and you worry about bringing Caramel's humanity back."
He scoffed. "You still don't trust me."
"And I will never trust you, not when it comes to Ivy, or anything I care about."
He shook his head. "I don't care. if you keep on listening to Rider, you're going to be digging a hole you wouldn't be able to climb out of."
"Do you fucking think I'm gonna sit back and watch someone hurt Ivy? Listen here Ralph, I would take anything from you, but what I won't ta-"
I stopped when I felt her presence, my gaze lifted to a spot behind Ralph, I literally had to do a double take, despite knowing who it was.
My eyes widened, my brain unable to take in what my eyes was currently seeing. Everything I wanted to tell Ralph, slipped right out of my brain as I stared in shock.
"What...in...the...fuck?"
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