It's ComplicatedA Story by MonhuuIvy Edwards' life was finally back to herself and healed. What happens when her mortal enemy, Aidan Xander, was back in town and living with her? Will she let her past repeat again or will she fight?“IVY! Come down, we want to talk to you!” yelled mum. Holy balls, what did I do now! You know when your parents call you down and you have that
gut feeling that something bad will happen; well I was having that feeling at
the moment. I was trying to figure out what I had done wrong however ,I couldn't think of anything unless they found out I had sneaked out the other
night to go a party since they grounded me or the other time when I
‘accidently’ tripped Mitzy when she had a tray with a bowl of spaghetti in the
canteen. She deserved it though. Mitzy humiliated me in front of the school
assembly when she said I had my period because the back of my pants had red
paint which I clearly established it was from art. It reminds you of the movie
‘The Clique’ right? She and I had a long history but I’ll get to that later. I was walking down the stairs while fiddling with the hem of
my Mickey Mouse shirt. That shirt bought me so many memories but no one
understood why. When my mum tried to throwing it away, I threw a fit then drove
away in my car and didn't come back home until two days later. I know, I'm dramatic but I had to get her to understand that I intended to keep this shirt
forever. I paused for a second and looked around to see if the coast
was clear. You never know if you get a surprise attack from god knows who. I
saw mum in the kitchen, cooking a batch of cookies judging by the aroma that
was coming out of the oven. I loved her cookies. She was a great chef when it comes
to desserts but everything else, it ended up as a disaster. That is where my
dad comes in. He was an amazing chef at home and cooked most of our meals even
though mum insisted on her cooking at least for a night but both of us refused
as whenever she cooked, the smoke alarm would go off. Dad was on the couch, reading the daily newspaper he got
whenever he left work. He was an architect working in one of the top firms in
Australia. I took the last step down the stairs and slumped down on the couch. Dad
looked up and smiled at me. That was weird; I thought they wanted to talk to
me. Maybe it wasn't bad as I had imagined it would be. The worst they could
talk to me about was giving me ‘the talk’. That would be a nightmare. Well you see, every friend of mine has been given that talk
and let me explained to you that it wasn't very pleasant. Each of them would
come to school the next day, very scarred. My best friend, Claire, she told me
her mum also got into details how they had her meaning doing the deed and the
process of it. I still can’t look at her mum the same way. I planned to never
ever to hear that from my mum because if she does, I think I might just have to
move out. “Dad, what’s wrong?” He looked up from his newspaper and began taking his reading
glasses off and folding the paper away. “Olivia darling, do you want to come over and tell Ivy the
news or should I?” he called out to my mum. Mum took of her apron and sat next to dad on the couch. I
turned my body around to face them and hopefully whatever this news they wanted
to tell me wouldn't be as bad as I thought it would be. Maybe we were going on
a holiday. Thinking of that made me missed Hawaii. We haven’t been away for two
years due to dad and mum’s busy schedule. Their diaries was fully booked,
sometimes it was hard to even go out for a day or small trip up in the woods as
a family. “Ivy!” Mum called out. I shifted my attention back to them and smiled at them
sheepishly. I tend to be in my own little world and when that happens,
everything around me is completely ignored. “You have got to stop thinking for a second there.” Dad
smiled. “So what did you want to tell me?” Mum clapped and squealed loudly. “Guess who is coming to live with us?” I looked at her weirdly and looked at my dad but he just sat
there in amusement like he was waiting for my reaction. Who in their right mind
would want to live in this household? I love my family but it was a little
chaotic plus if my brother Ezra was here, it would be crazier. My mum cried for
three days straight when Ezra moved away because he was going to University in
London. He wanted to explore the world and live in different places so he
decided to continue his studies in a different country and experience the
world. Well, when my mum finally stopped crying, I thought it was over and she
would finally accept her baby boy had grown but then she decided to clean his
room and wear his clothes everyday. She went over the top and the only way she
would stop the ridiculous act was my dad taking her out for a shopping spree and
coming back with hundreds of bags. “Exchange student?” I guessed. She shook her head, trying to contain her excitement for god
knows what. “Uncle Phil and Aunt Lily?” I guessed again hopefully that
it was right because I missed them so much. She shook her head again and I sighed. “Just tell me, mum.” Annoyed that I am still waiting for her
to tell me who is living with us. “Aidan.” My eyes widen. If I had a mirror, I bet my eyes were like
the size of a golf ball. Out of all the people on planet Earth, his name just
seems to pop up. Is this Karma? I bet it was. I knew I shouldn't have tripped
Mitzy but the temptation was too hard to resist. Is this how the world is
getting back at me by inviting the most hated person into my house? Karma is a b***h.
“WHAT! NO YOU ARE JOKING RIGHT?” Crossing my finger that mum
was playing a prank on me. Her eyes widen at my sudden outburst. “Young lady, you do not use that kind of tone at me. And
yes, Aidan is coming to live with us.” She smiled at me. I wanted to vomit. Doesn't she know what I went through a
few years back? Oh right, she didn't know because dad told me not to tell her. Grandpa
George had passed away a few years back and she was still mourning at that
time. “Dad?” I looked at him, pleading for him to change this
ridiculous arrangement. “ I'm sorry Ivy. I know it will be hard but I promise it
won’t be that bad.” He smiled apologetically at me. “Wait, Ivy, why are you so upset that Aidan is coming back?
I thought you were best friends.” She said. I scoffed. “Friends? I rather die than be friends with him.” I said
bitterly. “Darling, go into the bedroom and I’ll explain everything
ok?” Dad asked mum. She nodded. I think she was speechless at my bitterness
towards Aidan. Once she was upstairs, I ran to dad and he hugged me. “Dad, I don’t want him to come. Why didn't you say something
and stop it” I cried. “I couldn't. When your mother told me, she had already
agreed to it and there was nothing I could do. I don’t know the reason to why
he is coming but your mother said it was very important that he should come and
since your mother and Loretta are good friends, she happily agreed. I'm sorry
Ivy.” Dad apologized. “But I don’t get it, isn't his family moving back? Why is he
coming alone?” I asked. “I don’t know. Maybe he’ll eventually tell us but for now,
we just have to accept that he is coming to live for the rest of the year. I
know it will be hard but try to at least be friendly towards him. I can’t have
a raging war between you two.” He said. I tried to process what he said but the only thing that kept
repeating in my head was rest of the year. Rest of the year? Aidan was coming
to live with is for the year? I felt sick. I can’t be friendly towards a boy
who didn't deserve my kindness at all. We will never be friends. Then the doorbell rang. I let myself go from dad and went to
see who would be ringing the bell at this time of the night. I opened the door
and met a pair of blue eyes that I thought I would never see again in my life. Aidan Xander was here. © 2013 MonhuuAuthor's Note
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