Ivy

I paced back and forth in Roman's room. Just as Ethan left for his Inc, earlier today, I went over to Kyle's to see Roman.

"So you're saying his eyes were glowing?" He asked, still sounding unsure, arranging his already arranged glasses, an habit I'd come to know he pulled, whenever he was confused or unsure.

I nodded.

"And they were green?" He asked again.

"Yes, Roman. They were. But they weren't really bright, but I swear, they were glowing."

"At around what time exactly?" He asked.

"Close to midnight? At 11 or so? Wait- what does the time have to do with anything?" I asked, plopping down on the edge of his bed. "I think we should go today." I said.

"What? To the Inc?"

"Yeah... We have everything we need to get there, all we just have to do is disguise ourselves. We'll be going down to Ethan's sector, cause the way he explained it, it seemed to be the only sector with some actual action."

Roman nodded. "Okay, I think that's possible, but- how do we disguise ourselves? I mean, we don't know what his sector looks like. How they dress, talk... Or if there's some particular tattoo they all have?"

I rolled my eyes, staring straight at Roman. "There's no particular tattoo. And I think I have an idea on how they dress."

"Really?"

I nodded. "I've been with Ethan for almost a month- I'm smart enough to figure that out on my own." I smirked. "It's going to be badass."

Roman shook his head. "I don't know, Ivy... I have a really bad feeling about this. I think we should wait-"

"No way in hell. We need evidence. Real, concrete evidence. If we want to help Ethan, and every other poor soul that has been dragged into this? We would need evidence."

Roman still looked unsure.

I sighed harshly, sitting straighter. "Listen Roman, you weren't there, you didn't see what I saw. The people, the children... Families upon families who want nothing but freedom, who were forced into the Inc by memory wiping. None of them remembers their past. We have to help them, one way or another. I know there's a reason why I ordered for Ethan that night... Maybe- maybe something out there want those people to be free, to be outside. In our dimension, on earth."

"Good preach." He muttered.

I narrowed my eyes at him, getting up on my feet. "We leave tonight. I'll get the costumes we'll need and you get your camera ready. We have a dimension to ruin."

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I quickly placed my phone on speaker, so I could concentrate on my driving.

"Ivy, it's your uncle, Jonathan." His grim voice resounded all around my car.

"What's up, Uncle Jonathan? Why are you calling me?" I asked him. I wonder why he announced his name, he was the one who forced me to save his number, last year, during our family Christmas dinner.

Which was not really a good memory, by the way.

"Have you heard from your parents, Ivy? I've been calling your Dad all morning but it's not going through." He said.

Yeah, that reminds me... My parents were supposed to be returning today. I had also tried calling Mom, but her number didn't go through.

"No, Uncle Jonathan. I tried to call Mom but it wasn't going through, so I tried FaceTime, it still didn't go through. They should be home by now."

"They're not. I called to check on security."

"Oh, that's odd, maybe they took a detour? They do it sometimes, maybe they decided to go on another vacation?"

"You think so?"

"I don't know, Uncle Jonathan... This isn't the first time so- I'm sure they're okay... And they'd call back when they see our missed calls."

"Umph... If you say so. But let me know if they contact you, okay?"

"Yeah sure, you t-" the call disconnected.

I rolled my eyes. "Typical, uncle Jonathan." I muttered under my breath, as I pulled into our packing lot.

I killed the engine, getting out of my car, and slamming the door shut.

"Stupid, stupid Bike... So... Freaking... Stupid... This is so... Stupid!"

I scrunched my brows at the sound of Ethan's voice, coming from the other parking lot.

My legs carried me towards the direction of his voice. I paused at the entrance, watching him punch the iron surface of his bike.

"Fucked up... Stupid... Unrealiable... Malfunctioning... Excuse of a really damned... Useless... Bike!"

I flinched, each time his knuckle connected with the surface.

Why the hell is he trying to hurt himself?

"God, I could just strangle you right now, If you actually have a damn life in-"

"Ethan?"

He froze.

I don't know how I calculated it, but I was sure it took, exactly ten seconds before he turned towards me.

His eyes were blank of any emotions, his bloody fist hung beside him, clenching and unclenching. He wore a black button up shirt, and black jeans, his black jacket had been longed tossed aside.

I took in a deep breath as I drank him up with my eyes.

"How long have you been standing there?" He asked, his eyes not flinching. They were focused on me, and it sorta creeped me out a bit, and at the same time, there was that warmth... That addictive warmth of his that seemed to drive me speechless every damn time.

"Long enough to know that something's wrong." I heard myself say.

"Oh. Great then." His lips broke into a genuine small, lightening up his Emerald green eyes. It was almost as if his attitude twitched... One moment he was all emotionless and another he was all smiley and Ethan-ish. "Oh, and nothing's wrong. The stupid bike just won't start." He added.

I still stood there, studying him. "That's why you were punching it?" I asked.

His shoulders rose an inch, indicating what looked like a shrug.

"Right... Right... How did it go?" I said, taking a step closer.

"How did what go?" He asked.

"The examination? You said something about checking in with your sector last night... I figured you went to examine your chip?" Oh, I didn't exactly figure it out, last night... I figured it out just now. somehow, my brain was putting two and two together so fast that it was difficult to catch.

He shook his head in... was it awe? "Yeah... Yeah, I got an examination done."

"And?" I took another step closer, drinking in all the warmth I could.

"And what?"

"Everything okay?"

He nodded.

I took two steps closer. I was actually close enough to touch him now. "Ethan." I called, my eyes never leaving his, as I closed the distance, placing my palm on his chest, exactly above his heart, which I could tell from under my palms was beating so abnormally fast that I was scared he was going to drop down from cardiac arrest.

I sucked in a decent amount of breath, feeling the warmth from his body course through my veins. It was almost as if he was transferring that addictive warmth to my palm, which flowed through my veins, engulfing my whole system.

He gulped down, his Adams apple bobbing up and down, which was so incredible hot by the way.

"Ethan, what happened at your Inc? Is something wrong?"

He shook his head slowly, his eyes lost in mine.

"You're lying to me." I said, not knowing exactly how I knew but I knew he was lying.

In turn, he nodded slowly.

Wait- was he seriously admitting it?

"Why are you lying to me?"

"Cause I don't want to tell you what happened at my Inc." he said, cupping my face

"Why?" I whispered?

"Cause I wanna protect you, and I wanna keep you away from my Inc as much as possible?"

"Why?"

"Because I like you, and I don't want you to get hurt, because of me."

I gulped down, feeling my knees go incredibly weak.

Just on cue, almost like he knew I was falling, he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me against him.

"Do you feel it too?" My voice came out breathless. "It just feels so freaking good to be close to you, I can't- I can't explain it- what's happening?"

His eyes burned down against mine. "I don't know," he sounded out of breath too. "But- you have no idea how bad I wanna kiss you right now."

A smirk I never knew I could ever pull, tugged at my lips as I said, "then what's stopping you?"

Almost like that was the permission he needed, his lips came crashing down on mine. My heart literally jumped out of my chest as our lips connected.

His lips sent striking shivers down my spine, making my throat give a deep but silent moan.

I wrapped my armed around his shoulders, my fingers found their way to his soft hair, as I pressed my body tight against his.

I felt his tongue at the bottom of my lips, begging for an opening to deepen the kiss. Who was I to decline? I parted my lips for him, feeling his tongue connect with mine.

A low moan escaped me again. I just couldn't help it.

My body was literally on fire as I kissed him back with as much fervor. My heart was honestly threatening to fall off my chest, but I could care less, I just wanted to kiss him till I was-

"Hmmm hmm hmm." A dramatic throat clearing broke us up immediately.

I jumped back, finding it strange that I could still control my legs.

My breathing was a little laboured, same went for Ethan as we both turn to see who else was with us.

Fiona stood there, at the entrance, grinning from ear to ear. "Just so you know, I just got here, I totally wasn't staring at you guys for long."

My eyes widened, feeling my cheeks go all red. "Oh um- we weren't really um- well- we- um-" I stumbled on my words.

"Fiona, what are you doing here?" Ethan cut in harshly.

She shrugged. "Just came over to check on Ivy... But I can head back if this is bad timing."

"Very good, cause it's bad-"

"No no- don't go back... It's not bad timing." I rushed out, cutting him off.

I turned to look at him.

He gave me a look that screamed, What?

And I gave him one that yelled. I can't just send her away?!

He rolled his eyes, walking back to his bike.

I turned to find Fiona, still standing there. "Um, Fiona, why don't I show you around my house?" I said, rushing towards her with hastened steps, feeling his warmth seep away from me, as I pulled Fiona's wrist, pulling her along with me.

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