"Shit shit shit pick up pick up."
"Yeah who is this?" Ian picked up the phone
"Dipshit you know it's me . Where are you!"
"I'm at a party with lip."
"Come help please."
"Where are you Ivy?"
"Mccormick park hotel , water street and Columbus. Room 218 and try not to talk to the front desk."
"Why not?"
"Ian stop with the questions and help."
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"Ivy." Ian whispered through the door .
She ran towards it and opened it
"You're crying?"
"Yes Ian I'm fucking crying."
"What happened Ivy?"
" i... I was... I was on a date and-,"
"And what?"
"The man I was on a date with forced himself on me so I grabbed the nearest thing near me and whacked him but I clearly whacked him too many times ... he's dead . Ian I killed someone"
"Ivy you're shaking. It's okay."
"No it's fucking not? Ian there is a dead man in the bathroom it's not okay. Where the fuck have you been anyways . Dodging my calls and you haven't been home?"
"I've been with Caleb I'm sorry. Where's the body."
"Bathroom."
Ian opened the door to see the man on the floor with blood everywhere
"Holy shit Ivy. Who is he?"
"His names Andy? Who knows."
Ian then tried to check the man's pulse
"Ian hes dead you can't save him. What should we do?"
"One two three push."
The two were now covering the man in this cover they found
"Wait wait wait aren't there security cameras in hallways?" Ian asked
"We can cover our faces."
"No they will know we came out of this room."
"The window?"
"We are not pushing him out the window."
"It's only 2 floors high."
"Ivy."
"Ian please."
"We gotta call 911."
"I cant go to jail."
"You won't Ivy."
"Ian I'm scared."
"We will tell them what happened and they will let you go , I promise you gotta trust me with this."
"Alright I trust you."
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Ivy woke up first , she got up from next to Ian and put her dress back on planning to leave but Ian woke up
"Where are you going?"
"I should go."
"Ivy your dress . Let me wash it."
"Okay. What's with the books?"
"Studying to be an EMT."
"Really?"
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Ivy milkovich
FanfictionIvy finds herself back in the place she grew up in, Chicago , she wasn't planning on staying for long but that took a turn when she slipped right back into the Gallagher family "Ivy, where do I start, always with my boy Ian I used to think you guys...
