....."I have thousand reason to die and many billions reasons to cry, but am still standing and I don't know why.........The ride home was a really quiet one, My hands kept on fiddling, and my poor head was banging me over and over again, God, I really feel like I was actually dying or something....I couldn't stop digesting everything that I just heard like a few minutes ago, as my heart kept on arching, Everything was just so frustrating, and oh, to top it all, the silence in the car was killing me completely...Well, it's not like I had wanted to say something to him or what, but still everything was just so strange...He wants revenge just like me, or was it that it was all a tricky act to come close to me, I thought carefully, as I stole a sneak peak of Charlie's blank expression, as his eyes were glued on the already dark roads...I really doubt his lying, Another thought came flooding in, as I fiddled with my hands frustratedly once again....I really don't know what to do, I

....."Something's fishy somewhere and I don't know what it is, there's obviously something more to it than the eyes sees, but the more I try figuring it out, the more I end up becoming the sore loser.........I stared straight into his eyes, as my heart kept on wavering in doubt...."We may actually find nothing" I blurted out, with a mixture of fear and doubt, as I slowly watch him breathing a huge breath, before finally staring back...."Have you ever heard of the quote that goes, "It better to try and fail than don't try at all" He said, as I arched my eyebrows in both confused and uncertainty...."But still that doesn't guarantee we would find anything" I blurted out blankly, as my mind kept on wavering in doubt over and over again, but all he did was to give a little stressful smile..."That's the whole point, we may find nothing but we would at least try and have our minds at ease" His warm voice spoke out and I hate to admit this, but for the first time I could feel myself ca

...."Not all stories have their damn happy endings, and sometimes the ones that we actually claim to be "Happy", are literally the ones that lies the most shitty pain....So is love really worth it, huh?...."I want to go home" I mumbled under my breath with so much pain and anger, as I kept on staring blankly outside..."Am sorry it's didn't work out like expected" His warm voice called out, but still that didn't make me feel any less bitterness...No never!...I bet he doesn't even have an idea of the shit I go through every darn day because of those bloody bastards....They all fled after they made mom decide to end her shitty life, I ain't gonna spare them now, it's going to be either I die, or they will, either way, No one would ever make it out alive, No one...."Ivy....Are you okay?" His voice reluctantly pulled me out of my misery, as I kept on staring blankly outside the window...."Just drive" I mumbled under my breath, with so much lifelessness already in my bitter voice .

....."You don't own me, I control my own feelings forever, and that's how it always gonna be, so love....Just get the fuck off my hair and finally let me be.....I think am gonna murder him now, but at the same time I just don't wanna and sadly, I really don't know why?...Am I actually going nuts or what the hell is happening to me now..........I marched out of my room in full speed, swiftly down the stairs, as I kept on tightly squeezing the life out of my jumpers, well not that it actually had one or whatever....All I could feel was my head constantly racking of what to actually say to aunt this time around, I rubbed my forehead for a brief second, as I kept on skipping most of the stairs....C'mon Ivy, just act cool and make up something to leave without shivering like a little pathetic leaf, I could hear my inner self yelling out to me, as I slowly breath out a huge sigh of determination over and over again...Before finally arriving down the stairs, with my eyes already quic

....."Whispers, all I hear is whispers, They're fading, it's so faint and then it's gone....I thought this would be a whole lot easier than I thought, but I guess I thought wrong, and now damn memories keeps on dancing on my face over and over again..What to do now?.........."Whatever, partner in crime" I said, rolling my eyes, as I could see the smile on his face growing wider, before he finally stretched out his hand to me, that I reluctantly accepted, before finally walking along....I uncertainly placed my hand on his, as he led the way boldly, but to say the truth, all I felt was suffocated...Damn, this was going to be the second time that I would be at his house, but I already felt like it's the hundredth...Men, I really hate this place, especially that shitty fool that's unfortunately living here...I swear if I as much set my eyes on him, then it's going to be a massacre....I mean, how does this Charlie dummy tolerate that fool Ryan over and over again, I thought for a