"I can't stomach anything anymore," Ivy cried out. Sitting on a bench, she lay her back on it, searching for support. Her eyes shut closed.
"She said while eating ice-cream," Andy said.
"It's the last," she said finishing it. She straight up in her seat. Sugar. The amount she ate today was astonishing, even for her. She could feel in her body she abused of it. Nothing a week if healthy food and exercise won't resolved. With that in mind, she was unbothered.
"I can't walked anymore. Carry me," she raised her hands up. Waiting.
"You know all this is fat." He pointed at his muscles, "Liam is the one hitting the gym, why don't you asked him?" his mere attempt to have them speak.
She pouted, "If you don't want carry me, just say so instead of pushing me away,"
"I saw a basketball field on our way. Why don't we walked there. It would help you digest," Liam suggested.
Ivy nodded in agreement but said nothing. She stood up from her seat and followed silently behind them. Leaving everyone wondering, what was the real problem.
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"She hates me," Liam stated, bouncing the basketball ball in his hands before shooting. It enter the hoop with no effort. He didn't smile at his win, how could he when all he felt was sadness and confusion.
Andy catch it before it could hit the ground and pass it back to him. He stood below the panier.
"Ivy hating you? Impossible!" He stated a knowing fact. They were no way she could feel any form of hate towards Liam.
He understood where he was coming from. He had been ignored completely by Ivy all the day long. Spearing a glance, a willing glance was all she did and spoke to him only when needed. There were materials for him to think that but Andy was convinced it wasn't such things. How and why would Ivy hate Liam? The love of her life? There were another explanation.
Liam glanced at Ivy sitting on the bench by the side of the basketball field with the girls. She had all her attention fixed on her phone, leaving Shirley and Bella talk to themselves. That was a normal behaviour coming from but ignoring him? What else other than hate?
"She has been ignoring me all day. When I try to speak to her she keep it short and find ways to go back to you. Gosh() she was more with Bella than she was with me. Maybe she even spoke to Shirley than she did of me!" he threw him the ball to Andy with force. Pain, it was all he felt
"Dare to say they is nothing she was holding against me," he added, a deep frown on his face.
"I didn't argue about that, only the fact she hates you. Hear me Liam, she doesn't hate you. Maybe she still hold grudges for yesterday?" Andy proposed.
He could tell they really pissed her off the day before. He even assumed because of it, she won't come with them today, but to his surprise, she accepted.
"If so, she would be ignoring you as well, why only me?" it made no sense.
The more they thought about it, the more he was persuaded she hated him because no other explanation could explain her change of behaviour towards him. The question now was why? Why the hate out the sudden?
Andy nodded at his words. If it was about yesterday, even he won't has been spared. He looked at Ivy, with deep eyes, wondering if it was her way to say she has gave up on Liam. His gaze shifted from her to him, the heavy and pain look he was wearing was all was sufficient to dim his own mood. He had to talk to Ivy.
On the bench, the situation was the same. The girls was wondering what was happening to Ivy. They were used to the Ivy clinging on Liam as if he was her lifesaver not ignoring him like she always did of them.
The latter was on her phone, giving them no attention of the day. To their relief, the cool Ivy was somehow more frightening than the cold one. Familiarity being the key. Excited Ivy was a foreign sight to behold.
Sitting in the middle of Ivy and Shirley, Bella was left nervous. Acting like a bridge between them wasn't something she wanted. She realized, as much as Ivy didn't hold her in heart, she was friendlier to her than Shirley. She concluded it was because she wasn't the one sleeping with Liam.
"Tell me Ivy, were you serious about what you said yesterday?" She asked what was inside her mind since the morning and had no opportunity to ask.
"What did I say yesterday?" Ivy asked back, still not giving them attention.
"About what you are looking for in a man. Were you serious?" she was watching the interview and was shocked hearing those words. Beyond that, what she really wanted to know was if Ivy finally gave up on Liam. Her current behaviour seems as such to her.
She sighed. " Everyone saw that interview didn't they?" She mumbled. Since the moment she placed a step out the interview, she has been bombarded with the same question.
Why? Was she serious? What was she thinking? She had enough. Why were they all acting like she declared a war with someone. It was her life, she could do whatever she wanted! Had no explanation to give.
"Yes, I was," she answered.
Though those words was only meant to chase people away, she had the time to think it through all night. It was her best options if she ever wants to get married. The joke turned out to be a fact.
"For real?" Shirley spoke up, greatly investee in their conversation. She wasn't meant to speak but Ivy answer picked her curiosity.
"Who would have thought Ivy Stone loved grandpa's," she added.
She wasn't buying it. Mostly because, except the money part, none of what she said fitted Liam while they all knew she was in love with him. It made no sense.
"Everyone have his type, why couldn't I have mine ?" She shrugged. Not seeing the deal in it.
Without her error she made with the age while on set, she didn't find it alarming to be with someone much more older than her. Maturity and sense of experience from older men always made her crack. Her type was for sure older men.
"And wealthy," Bella injected.
"Do you see me marry someone poor?" She raised an eyebrow. They were no way she could commit such a bêtise.
"Impossible!" Bella declared. Ivy Stone move with status, care about it. There were no way she could be with someone who wasn't at some kind of the same level as her.
"What is alarming though is the no children part. You don't want children?" Bella asked.
"I thought I already made that clear." Ivy said finally giving them some attention. She looked their way with a bored look.
"Is it a crime of not wanting kids? Why is with this reaction from everyone?"
"It's not a crime, I'm not judging you," Bella said. She could perfectly understand why someone could make such a decision. The only thing not sounding right was for it coming out of Ivy.
"It is," Shirley said.
She turned to Ivy, serious look on her face, "It's a crime for not wanting children when you got the possibility to. Do you know the number of people who can't have kids despite them wanting one and you, you were gifted with that but you choose not too and for what? Not to destroy your body? I would have never thought of you as someone so superficial."
"And what? How is me having kids going to help those craving for it. Whether I give birth or not, no one should care. It concern no one but me." finding herself arguing with Shirley on such a topic, she never thought it could happen. To talk to her without the suffocating hate.
"And your parents? Are you going to leave them without grandchildren because of your selfish behavior? I thought you worth better than that."
Ivy grimaced, doing her best not to bounce on her. Speaking so confidently on a situation you know nothing about, saying those words, which was like venom in Ivy heart. A slap was what she needed.
"They don't have to worry. You and Bella can give birth to thousands if you want. They would have enough grandchildren," Ivy managed to say through her mouth with a burning heart.
"Do you think it can be compared? No! It can't. As much as we want to convince ourselves other wise, others children could never be as your children. Never!" She declared. Certain in her words.
"How naïve of you." Ivy spoke. How could she has such a low level of thinking? She expected more from Shirley. From someone as gentle and calm as her.
"Look at us for example. You are going to be the Black daughter in law yet I'm more love than you despite you soon going to enter the family," Shirley face fell.
"Blood and family means nothing, only bonds are needed," Ivy stated.
She knew it more than no one. She was loved the most by people outside of her family, people she didn't shared blood with while been hate by those with whom she shared blood. Blood was thicker than water? Maybe in some sense but if asked to sacrifice between her give family or her chosen one, she would choose those who accepted her without batting an eye.