Love and Insanity.

IVY'S POV: "Why are you with him?" I smirk smugly, looking at the boy standing in front of me. I straightened my legs, keeping my smirk plaster on my face, "why does it matter?" I replied sweetly, in a way to annoy him. He look at me, dead in the eye, "answer me, why are you with him?" The words came out harsh and dangerous, making my gaze fall onto his close knuckles. I pull my gaze away from his knuckles, looking him on the eye, giving the same intensity his blue eyes fireng my whole being. "We're about to f**k when you came in the way." He glared at me, hard, "you're a whore." My brows furrowed, my smug smirk growing even bigger, "if i'm a w***e, then what are you?" A laugh slip through my lips. "I'm not playing around, you slut!" I let my hand caress his neck, not breaking the eye contact between us. "And so am i, my dear, husband." he looked at me with full of disgust. He pushed me, just enough to give space between us. "How rude." I murmured. "oh, my, fuckable, husband, how rude can you be?" He glared at me, which i just responded with a teasing giggle. "Stop playing around, Ivy." He snap. "I told you, i'm not." he aggressively pinned me against the wall. "That's hot." I cough, ignoring the pain that the pressure caused me. "shut up you dyke." I laugh at his endearment. I'm a lesbian, funny huh? "You can't f**k him, i know you're into p***y, not dicks." He hissed. I smiled sheepishly, "glad that you know, manwhore." He glared at me even harder. "You don't have the right to call me in such--" I cut him off by slapping his right cheek, making his gaze fall onto the ground. "How dare you." He says, clenching his jaw. I laughed, "how was it? Does my skin feels good on your cheek?" "Leave." "oh, no, 'cause, honey, once i leave this house, your dough are coming with me." He bore his eyes on mine, instantly know what I'm talking about. "You can't break this marriage." I grinned fiercely, "but i can." "You still need me." I laughed sarcastically, my eyes slowly darkened. "No, baby, i can throw you out this building, anytime i want." "you're insane." I put on my poker face, my emotions flying away. "I am, darling, I am."seriousness shadowing my voice. He pull his body away from me, like i was some kind of flame that can easily burn his skin. "I'm leaving, you're getting all psyched up." He grab his coat from the sofa, before storming away. I let my body fall onto the ground, laughing, devily. I grabbed my phone from my bra, dialing my dear krishna's number. one, two, three rings, she picked up, her soothing voice illuminating my whole body. "Yes, ivy?" "I missed you." I smile against the phone. she giggle in respond, "well, I missed you too, psycho." I smiled in contentment. I love this b***h so much. I wonder if she feels the same? I laughed at my own stupidity. Of course not. "Can you sing me a song?" I requested, ignoring the pain that starting to ignite. She laugh. "Silly." My giggle dancing along with her laugh. "Did you have a fight again? Who won?" I shook my head, before speaking. "Me, of course." I answered with confident. "thought so." She cheerfully squelch. Her child-ness manner never failed to put a smile on my face. "So? Can you sing me song, now?" "Not before you beg first." She teases. I chuckle in respond. "c'mon." I snorted, before standing, ripping the thin fabric of my clothing that hugging my bare skin. My dress. I aggressively removed my bra throwing it somewhere, ignoring the fact that Chase might see it, and shout at me for being a b***h. "ivy?" Krishna whispered, making my attention return to the phone i was holding. "yes?" I ask softly, making my way upstairs, with only an underwaer on. "Are you okay?" I laughed at her question thinking that she might laugh with me like she always used to do, but, I was wrong, she stayed silent. I sighed In defeat before answering honestly."No." Once I reach my room, I search through my cabinet full of deferent kind of drugs and guns, groaning everytime my right arm carelessly bumping onto something. "want me to come over?" She ask, worried, obvious in her voice. She knows me to well. Everytime I got in a fight, I always came home with a wound, caused by a gun, sword, or something that can kill me. "No need, just sing me a song and I'll be fine." She clicked her tongue, before sighing in disbelief. "fine." She mutter. [Song used; Prayer x cover by Madds Buckley.] I wrapped my wound with a bandage, not even bothering to shower it with alcohol or something. She started singing, making me stop at what i'm currently doing, "I see the light as I spill the tears inside Glimmering and bright." Hearing that song makes my heart sting. I sing along with her, ignoring the pain that starting to ignite inside my chest, "Day fades to night." I stop my urge to cry. "Let it out, ivy, let it out." I hear Krishna whispered, making my eyes watered, I tried to muffled the sound of my sobbing, pressing my palm onto my mouth. I slowly lay my back onto the soft mattress. She continue singing, "If I have to go again just when I’ve found you sleeping at my side." ‘I love you.’ I whispered to myself. "We live, we die, so what’s left to believe?" She laughed, though, it was obviously fake. my eyes batted, "I'm sleepy." I whispered. "You can sleep, as long as it's not forever." "I promise." I barely mutter, before darkness slowly covered my vision.