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Ivy
My back connected harshly with the hard ground, the sound echoeing sharply around the training room. "Argh." I groaned, my back arching slightly at the pain I was sure, reflected clearly on my face, my breathing harsh.
"Get up, get up, get up, don't give the enemy the time to recuperate and attack again."
"You're not my enemy!"
"In here, I am." I could hear the amusement in his voice.
I groaned in pain. "I thought we were just training! What the hell, Ethan, are you exacting your revenge for something or what, argg!"
I heard him chuckle, his footsteps approaching before I saw him towering above me. His wet hair falling to his forehead. "Stop exeggering, and get up."
"I can't, you broke my freaking back!"
He laughed. "What are you? 70?"
I looked up at him in disbelief. "What kind of a boyfriend are you?"
He pouted his lips cutely, as if to think about it. "The best kind?"
I rolled my eyes. "Thank your lucky stars, you're hot. I would have dumped you for a less mean guy."
He raised his brows as if to ask, 'really?' "Says the girl who drooled nonstop when she first saw me standing at her door step. And the one who's currently drooling now. I'm know I'm hot, you don't have to tell me with your sali-"
Before he could finish that statement, I pulled his leg forcefully from beneath him, obviously catching him off guard as he came tumbling to the ground with a loud thud.
He groaned as I moved to straddle him, grinning at the look of pain dancing in his whole race. "Doesn't feel so good does it?"
"That fucking hurt." He managed out.
"Aw, poor baby, you'll live." I said with a smile as I leaned down to peck his lips.
"You're cruel." He said.
"And you're mean, match made in between dimensions." I winked, getting off of him. "Get up, Trev. Don't give the enemy a chance to recuperate!"
He rolled his eyes, getting to his feet and aching his back as if to stretch it.
I smirked at him. "You're good?"
He furrowed his brows, his hand going to his head. "No... Actually I feel- I feel kinda dizzy."
The smirk was quick to leave my face. "Really?"
He managed a nod as he tried to take a step forward.
He staggered. "Ethan!" I yelled, my heart already flying right out of my chest as I rushed up to him.
The moment reached him, he grabbed me by my waist, I squeaked in shock, as the both of us came tumbling down on the training mat, which I was glad cushioned the fall, with him towering above me, laughing his heart out.
My hand connected with his chest. "You think that was funny?!"
"It kind of was, seeing as I'm a really bad actor, and you still fell for that."
"Stop! I was really worried about you, I thought something had happened to you."
Supporting his weight with one hand, the other came to stroke my cheek. "You should have known I was only joking." He said, "I'm sorry for making my little pony worried about me." He pouted.
I chuckled, wrapping my arms around his shoulder as he leaned in to kiss me.
The past few days had been beautiful, he really did went all the way to take my mind off the problems that still laid ahead of us.
Honestly, I enjoyed the peace, quiet, relaxation, and the time we both spent together.
I knew being in love was beautiful. I'd read on love, swooned with characters, but nothing I'd read or even seen could compare to what I felt for Ethan. My world felt brighter, warmer... I felt safe in his arms, comfortable in his love, I felt like his, and I was proud, proud to have him by my side.
He broke the kiss, smiling down at me. "What do you say, a little ice cream afternoon at the Purest?"
I grinned. "A perfect suggestion."
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"So," he relaxed back on his seat, watching me with interest, as he thought of the next question to ask me. His small ice cream spoon connecting with his lips. "What is that thing about yourself, you're proud of, but no one knows about?" He asked.
I stopped to think for a second. "Hm... That's a tough question, Trev."
"No question is too tough for you, Fisher." He replied, waiting for my response.
"Okay, seeing as I've done so many things I'm proud of in secret, I'll choose the one that's most dearest to my heart."
"Oh." He leaned in. "You have my attention." The curious smile on his face said it all.
"My Dog." I stated proudly.
The curious smile on his face faltered. "Your... Dog?" Now he sounded so confused.
I nodded. "Yes... My imaginary dog, Troy." I said with a grin. "I gave him up for adoption the moment I had you to deal with, he got adopted to the most wonderful family, he was happy."
Ethan blinked, backing away a bit. "You... You had an imaginary dog?"
"Yup! He was the cutest thing! Might I add, he was in a relationship with our neighbours dog, Solace. One of the things that fueled me into ordering you."
He just watched me, out of shock, cautiousness, and utter confusion. "Ivy, I'm beginning to believe, me coming into your life was already planned by the mighty hands of who ever created this universe. You were slowly slipping into a dark place, that would have eventually ended up with you in a psych ward."
I rolled my eyes. "Give the ugly human girl a break. I was lonely, my parents weren't home all the time, Janie had a boyfriend and had all this other cool friends, I was bored of TV and I had no social life. My parents hated pets so they would have never agreed to my pleas of buying me one. So I created one with my imaginations." I sighed, remembering what my life was without him.
It was indeed a wreck and I was slowly slipping into crazed ville. I had no passion for anything, no future ambition, no goal, I was just nothing, until Ethan... Until the Inc.
"Ivy-"
"Everyone had something back then," I found myself cutting him off. "My parents, my friend, literally everyone I see. They all had something, a life, ambitions, dreams, a mission. I didn't have anything, no purpose, nothing. At that time, I'd just been one of those people who always got tucked into the shadows. The girl nobody noticed. And then, I looked at Janie, we used to be in that shadow together, until-- until she had a boyfriend. She was immediately taken into the light, and became everyone's little idol." I scoffed at the thoughts. "I eventually became one of the girls who'd flock around her, and beg for attention. But I was happy and felt really lucky that she was still my friend, that she would still look my way and mutter a hey. That time it meant, not all hope was lost."
Ethan's eyes never left mine.
"So then," I continued. "I realized Janie's life changed the moment she got herself a boyfriend. So I thought maybe if I had a boyfriend, I wouldn't be so invisible anymore. That obsession and frustration started, you see. And I eventually ended up, slipping into the dark web, and... Here we are, I'm not so invisible anymore." I grinned.
But Ethan did not.
"What?" I asked, furrowing my brows at him.
He sighed. "I knew you went through this, but-" he gulped down. "I never really understood what it meant to you."
I chuckled. "Hey, it's all in the past, I'm not that Ivy anymore. You changed everything." I smiled.
He shook his head. "I'm not even sure if I did in a good way or a bad way. You had a normal life, Ivy. A family, and friends, even if they were all assholes at the end. And even if you were unhappy for most of it. But I believe it was way better than the life you have now. Although it was boring and you were alone, but I'm pretty sure eventually you'd have found someone who- who wouldn't have brought this much choas or misfortune--"
"Stop." I cut him off, taking his hand in my mine from across the table. "You're the best thing that has ever happened to me, Ethan. Your love is the best feeling I've ever experienced, so don't say that. You gave me a purpose, a mission, a life I would have never thought I'd have. Yes, I've lost a lot of things because of this life. And I'll forever regret those losses, but that's life isn't it? Sometimes it's bad, sometimes it's good. But when it's just plain boring, that's not living, that's surviving." I smiled. "As sappy as this sounds, you make my life worth living, Ethan."
He smiled. "You make mine worth living too."
At this moment, I felt closer to him than I ever had, and I just knew right from this point that my life without him, would be close to pointless. A story without a plot.
He was my plot, and I plan on finishing this story with him.
Together.
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Thanks for reading guys, not sure this chapter came out the way I wanted it to, but I do hope you enjoyed it.
Not a long chapter. From here on out, the chapters wouldn't be as long as it used to be... It's going to go back to the normal chapter length.
Info: The first book is rated PG 13 (kinda) this means it won't be rated mature, but suitable for the legal wattpad readers age (as I would love for this book to remain on Wattpad lol)... The number is gonna go high on the second and third book so... *I'll smirk to that*
As you might have guessed or not, this book contains 99 chapters, it would not be so for the second and third book.
Btw, I'm curious... What are you up to?
Me: still stuck in bed, wondering when I'll stop getting headachesá(ââ¸â¼â¶)á
Till the next chapter, where the action sets right back on track, see ya!