Ivory’s First Away From Home

What was she thinking? As Ivory heard the lock engage on the door, she couldn’t believe this was it. A snap decision got her into this. What was she thinking by following that fool cousin of hers? Should she try to escape? Try to get home? Home to what? What would she be going home to? Work? Drudgery? Hate? No, she couldn’t go home, that she knew.

It seemed like hours went by and she resigned herself to a quiet night with herself. Gods, she hated being alone. She’d been alone all too much since Sapphire left. She hated being alone because she was alone with her thoughts and her reality.

Ivory needed to do something. Anything. They took her phone earlier and now she paced the room. She’d lost count of how many times she’d crossed the room. If nothing else, she gets her steps in for the day.

There was no television in the room or a phone. Not even a radio. This was worse that home. She at least had her phone, but who would she call? No one would talk