The boy next door

Ivy

Saturday 6 am : I woke up to the obnoxious sound of my alarm going off already wishing the day was over with dreading the fact that I have to walk home since rose never came back home last night I wonder how that date went must have been amazing since she didn't come or worse she's kidnapped and held hostage rushing for my phone on the other side of the room I hear light footsteps coming towards her door I freeze and wait . Slowly the door opens and it's rose I sigh out of relief knowing that if it were her mom we'd both be in trouble since she didn't come home ,

"where tf have u been rose "

" I stayed the night with him"

" omg tell me "

As rose is telling me her late adventure with the mystery boy I began to wish I had something similar the rushing feeling of love the butterflies that settle in ur stomach when a boy look at u or touches u or the feeling of soft lips kissing or tongues gliding but I'm only a virgin I know nothing abou that stuff besides the things I've seen in movies , but I have to remind myself I'm not staying in town much longer I can't fall for anyone ever I don't need a reason to stay .

" Ivy are u listening "

" uh yea sorry "

" it's okay girly , we'll I have to head out for work let yourself out when ur ready "

Rose got ready for work shes working a double tonight I wish she didn't have to work or I'd stay another night just to escape the type of hell I'm about to go through , i thought to myself as I was walking home .

20 mins later : I'm half way up the him only another 40 mins left of walking when I hear someone driving up behind me I know it's Oliver I still kept walking head facing down trying to ignore the fact that he's driving past I didn't realize he stopped though till I heard him yell my name .

"Ivy"

"Oh hey Oliver"

"Need a ride "

"Yea that would be nice "

Omg I can't believe he's giving me a ride it's honestly embarrassing , the car ride was silent and awkward sitting next to the shy boy that lives next door I started to admire his veiny arms and side profile sharp jawline , the slow nervous breaths he's taking watching his hands as he switches gears in the truck , not realizing the sudden tingly feeling between my legs , STOP IVY STOP I say to myself .

We come up the long driveway where both of our houses sit I start feeling the empty pit the feeling of knowing something bad is going to happen the second I step inside knowing there's nothing I can do .

" thanks Oliver"

" ur welcome "

I so wanted to stay in the car an talk but before I could say anything else he was already out and opening my door for me he waited for me to get inside my house before he went next door he's really a gentleman I say to myself , walking towards the living room searching for my father I don't see him " AH SHIT " there he is in the kitchen I walked towards the kitchen waiting for the beating that's bound to happen until I realize that's he's not drunk and he doesn't seem high but I know that what's going on now won't last long dad always has these moments I just wish it would stay for ever . Slowly backing away I go to my room my safe place and comfort zone laying down looking throw books on an app I just found hoping to find a story that'll help me escape reality.

Hours pass I fell asleep reading wondering if I should go eat dinner and face the fact that my dad is probably out on a bender again , getting up out of bed I walk towards my window directly across the view of the cute shy boy next door his room so close to mine basically in touching distance joking maybe 10 arm lengths away , looking out the window I see him walk past his window shirtless an sweaty took me a second to realize I'm practically drooling on myself .

he seen me looking directly at me devilishly smirking at me as he closes his curtains as I try to duck an crawl across my bedroom floor acting like I wasn't just looking during a whole panic episode of embarrassment , god why am I so stupid !

3 am : sound asleep in my bed , I hear a loud bang an screaming sounds like dads finally home but also drunk and not so happy ...

" IVY MARIE MILLER GET UR ASS DOWN HERE NOW"

Shit , rushing down the stairs I freeze at the landing seeing the pretty blonde standing in-front of me , " Ivy this is Alice , Alice this is my daughter Ivy " are u kidding me .. not even a year has passed since mom died and he's bringing some chick home . " what are u all of a sudden married now ". " yeah actually"  ARE U KIDDING ME !!!

" since when"

"well Ivy since this morning just the two of us "

" I'm not calling her mom"

" I don't expect u to "

I thought about running out of the house at that moment I needed fresh air I need to scream I needed to cry I waited for them to get situated and fast asleep I snuck out and ran through the wood to my spot the old tree house that seems run down an old barely hanging on by a thread I never understood why someone would build a tree house miles away from the houses and in the woods but I'm glad they did , I began to climb until I heard shuffling and a cough and the smell of weed , opening the latch slowly looking around I look towards the corner and see ...

Oliver ? Wtf is he doing here I thought I was the only one that knew about this tree house .

Ivy : hey

Oliver : Oh hey wats up

Ivy : Oh just escaping

Oliver : ah I see rough night

Ivy : yeah something like that , how'd u know about this place I thought only I knew about it after spending hours of exploring the day I moved here .

Oliver : oh my parents built it for me when I was little haven't been up here in 3 years since they've passed away .

Ivy : oh I'm sorry I didn't know ..

Oliver : it's okay , so how's life Ivy anything new or exciting?

Ivy : nope what did u hear something about me ?

Oliver : uh yea actually heard multiple things about u . Rumors I believe mainly things along the lines of u being a whore or a druggie or a drunk  like ur father but I don't ever see anyone come from ur house and I don't ever see u leave so I don't see how u can be a whore .

Ivy : yeah Ik but tmi I never had sex so I don't see why people would label me as a whore .

Oliver : ah I see , well u can thank Mr . Berrys daughter for that the actual town whore the one that fucks anything that walks on two legs in town , Layla i believe? Yeah Layla.

Ivy : ewww haha that's nasty

Oliver : yea I know  trust me she's been trying to sleep with me for the past 3 years even tried to fuck me at my parents funeral she's gross .

Ivy : well Mr Oliver I should head back before my father an his skank of a new wife realizes I'm not home .

Oliver : alright miss Ivy u be safe oh and here take my number call or text me when u get home or any time u need to talk or want to come over to you know hang  out .

Ivy : okay sounds good ..

Ouuuuuu 👀 phone number !?? Hang out 🫣
Things are getting interesting!

How am I doing good ??

didn't know if I should put their names of who's talking just made sense to do it that way but if it seems weird lmk 💜 love u bunches