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dawnarowdite · 1 year ago

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I Didn’t Want to Fall (But Then I Stepped Right In)

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“I looked up at your face and those eyes, they drew me in.”

“It was too late for me.”

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Ivy gets sick, and Evelyn takes care of her

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Title from “Cliché” by Mxmtoon.

I did 1/3 of this like 4 months ago and the rest over the last 2 weeks. Sorry if it hops around a lot, I’m still new to writing :’)

This can be read as a Oneshot for now while I work on the other installments in the series. This is an alternate universe to my main story btw!

Also Ivy and Evelyn are like in 8th grade in this so they are still young.

Enjoy!!

(3,243 words)

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Ivy slowly opened her eyes, the bright light blinding her momentarily. She had a pounding headache and an extremely dry throat. She slowly sat up and suddenly got hit with a throbbing pain in the right side of her back. She slowly slid out of the small twin bed, making the pain in her back worse. She stumbled around, leaning against a nearby wall to regain her balance. Her head felt dizzy, and she was sweating profusely. She felt like she was high on some drug or something.

She slowly looked around and began taking in her surroundings, but she froze when she realized that this wasn’t her room, nor could she recognize it. They hid black walls behind tapestries and posters, and a bright red intricate rug sat on top of dark chestnut floors. The room was large, with little knickknacks and items were scattered throughout the floor. To the left wall, there was a long desk sitting in front of a large window with a sowing machine and the unsewn parts of what seemed to be a denim jacket. The black denim jacket had many felt flowers sewn on in a pretty pattern, connected by a long green vine. Leaning against the desk on the ground was a guitar with an intricate design on the base and the neck.

Ivy was just looking around in confusion when she saw a painting hanging on a nearby wall. She stepped forward and studied the painting closer, and she recognized where it was from. The painting was hers, but how is it here? Ivy swore that she threw that specific painting away after she accidentally ripped it. First, she wakes up in an unfamiliar room, feeling like someone drugged her, and now she finds old paintings she got rid of. She has to be dreaming.

It startled Ivy out of her thoughts when she heard the soft sounds of footsteps. Ivy freezes. She doesn’t know what to do. Is the person who kidnapped her cool? Or are they going to kill her? Ivy rushes back over to the bed and dashes under the many blankets piled on the bed. She peaks her head over the blankets, listening intently to the footsteps getting closer and closer. Ivy heard the slow turn of the doorhandle and she felt her entire body freeze. The door slowly creaked open and Ivy watched the familiar head of a fluffy-haired brunette peek from around the door.

“Evelyn?”

Evelyn looked up, and a soft smile formed on her face. She pushed the door entirely open and stood up, carrying a tray with soup and a bottle with an unrecognizable liquid inside. “You’re finally awake.” Evelyn happily whispered.

The older walked closer and set the tray down beside them. She brought her hand up to the other’s forehead and lightly rested her hand across it. Ivy hummed nicely at the cool feeling of the rings that decorated the elder's hand. “You’re burning up. How are you feeling?”

“Like crap,” Ivy mumbled. Her headache was killing her, her throat was painful, and she couldn’t even attempt to breathe out of her nose.

“Makes sense,” Evelyn smiled. “If you feel up to eating, I have some food that you can have."

Ivy was hungry, but she was slightly nauseous. She didn’t want to risk eating just in case. She didn’t want to throw up all over Evelyn. She shook her head and looked at the tray. In a glass bottle, there was a dark murky liquid. It looked viscous when it moved around in the bottle. “What’s that?” Ivy questioned.

Evelyn followed Ivy’s gaze. “Well, it’s a medicine that I made- I mean got for you.” Evelyn stumbled.

Medicine? That looks nothing like any of the medicine I’ve seen before. Looks like something Lucy would make. Ivy thought to herself. Ivy gazed up at the taller and noticed their nervous expression. Ivy could tell when the older was lying. For most, it’s hard to pick up on, but Ivy has known Evelyn for years. She could read the elder like a book.

Evelyn seemed to notice the judging silence because she quickly continued. “It should help with your fever, it will kill the headache and the sore throat. My mother uses it for my brothers all the time and it works like a charm.”

“Mmm,” said slowly.

Ivy always loved messing with the taller, so she messed with her a bit. “Nah, I’m good. You’ve probably poisoned it.” Ivy joked.

“What? No, I’d never do that! Why would you think that?” Evelyn rushed out, quickly becoming flustered.

“I don’t know. It’s probably poisoned,” Ivy said, trying her hardest to keep a straight face.

“What! No no no, trust me, it's not. I-I” Evelyn stuttered. Ivy couldn’t hold back her laughter and fell back onto the bed, a giggling mess. Evelyn was confused for a second before realizing what Ivy was doing. She scoffed and rolled her eyes fondly.

“Gods, why do I put up with you?” Evelyn sighed.

“Because you love me,” Ivy giggled. Evelyn felt her face warm up slightly. She knew it was just a joke, but she couldn’t help but blush at it. She didn’t know why she suddenly felt like this at the comment. They always joked like this, but this feeling was new. She turned her head to the side to control her quickly reddening cheeks. She stayed like that for a little, breathing in and out to calm her beating heart. Hearing a coughing sound to her right, she turned back towards the smaller.

“Heh bad idea to laugh with a sore throat,” Ivy whispered.

Evelyn shook her head and sat down next to Ivy. “Idiot,” she said under her breath. Ivy pushed Evelyn as hard as she could with the little strength she had. Evelyn held up the medicine again, handing it to Ivy. “This stuff is pretty strong, so it should kill your fever and help with the discomfort. Although it may knock you out for a little.”

Ivy nodded in understanding before bringing the bottle to her lips. She started sipping before gagging at the awful taste. “Oh yeah, I should mention that it tastes awful,” Evelyn added.

Ivy coughed violently. “Well, you could have told me that before!” She forced out. Evelyn laughed at the comment.

“Haha, sorry about that, it just slipped my mind.”

“Whatever,” Ivy grumbled.

She closed her eyes and mentally prepared herself for the awful taste she knew was about to come. She tilted her head back and downed the entire drink in one go. She grimaced at the thick and sticky feeling it left inside her throat. “That was awful.”

“Yeah, I’ve never gotten sick before so I never got to try it but from what I’ve heard, I’m a pretty lucky person,” Evelyn empathized, patting Ivy’s back.

“You’ve never gotten sick? Hard to believe.”

“Nah, I’m just immune to everything. Nothing can ever harm me,” the taller joked.

“Well, that’s probably going to change today because I probably just got you sick.”

“Nope! Impossible.”

“Yeah right.” The younger slurred.

They fell into a comfortable silence, something that didn’t always happen but wasn’t considered a bad thing by the two of them. Evelyn always enjoyed silence, something that might not make sense judging because she wants to be a musician when she grows up but, Evelyn never claimed she wanted to make sense. Anyway, Evelyn always believed in beauty in quiet, because when you’re silent, you can truly enjoy the beautiful sounds of the world around you.

However, between the two of them, silence doesn’t always last long. “So, how did I end up here?” Ivy asked. She couldn’t remember ever leaving school. The last thing she remembers is being in fourth-hour class with Evelyn, now, judging by the slightly darkened sky outside, that seemed like hours ago.

“Ah yes, so you know how earlier you said that you weren’t feeling too great. During class, I noticed you looked extremely pale and lethargic, so I was already debating taking you down to the nurse. And well, after the class ended, and when you went to stand up, you suddenly fainted. But I wasn’t able to catch you in time, so you may be a little sore from where you fell,” Evelyn explained.

Ivy nodded slowly. So I guess that explains why my back hurts so bad, she thought to herself.

Evelyn continued, “So I carried you down to the nurse's office with the help of a teacher and sat with you while they called your dads. But the nurse said they were out of town, so I offered to take you home since I don’t live far away. The nurse was hesitant at first but I called my mom and she picked us up and dropped us off here, my brothers and dad are out-of-town boys' boys trip and my mom has a party to go to so it’s just us tonight.”

“Oh thanks, Evelyn, you didn’t have to do that.”

“Of course, I would. You’re my best friend Ivy.”

“Well, I know how your dad is with not letting people over, so I’m sorry if it was hard to get both of them to agree.”

“Oh, no! It’s fine, don’t worry, I had it all handled. I mean, they were angry about it, especially with it just being us, but I got her to at least agree. After all, it’s only for a little while so it should be fine,” Evelyn quickly reassured, however the nervous expression from earlier seemed to reappear on Evelyn’s face.

“Are you sure? If it’s too much of a problem, I can make it home by myself. I’d hate to be a bother.”

“Ivy, I am not letting you walk home like this, especially when it’s this late. It’s way too dangerous and you could get hurt.”

“Evelyn, it’s not that bad, I swear. The thing you gave me is already helping me feel better. I should be alright going back, it’s not too far of a walk anyway-”

“No, I am not letting you walk home,” Evelyn interrupted, leaving no room for argument. Ivy groaned loudly and performed an Oscar-worthy eye roll. She flopped down flat onto her back, ignoring the slight pain the action caused there.

“Why are you so overprotective of me? I can handle myself, Evelyn, you don’t gotta baby me.” Ivy waited for a couple of seconds, waiting for some kind of witty remark from the taller. After receiving no such response, Ivy sat back up. Ivy noticed an annoyed glare staring straight into Ivy. “What’s with the angry face, huh?” Ivy teased, causing Evelyn’s eyebrows to furrow even deeper.

Ivy raised her hand and rested it on top of the other’s hair. She rubbed her hand back and forth, ruffling the soft brown locks. She pulled her hand back, looking at the mess she made of the other’s hair. Her eyes were completely covered by now messy curls and Ivy smirked at the deadpan expression that the other wore. “Aw, come on, don’t give me that face,” Ivy teased. The other gave no response, but Ivy could make out a sharp glare from behind the curls.

Ivy rested her head in her hand and gazed up at the girl in front of her. As Evelyn lowered her gaze to look at her, she tried her hardest to fight the urge to break her faux-angry face. Evelyn noticed Ivy’s face light up for a split second before she saw it turn into a smug grin. Evelyn cocked an eyebrow in confusion at her face. However, the confusion didn’t last for much longer. Ivy suddenly sprang up and captured Evelyn in a bear hug, causing the other to let out a small grunt at the sudden force. As Ivy settled into the taller’s arms, she hummed nicely at the warmth that she always seemed to radiate.

The unexpected hug shocked Evelyn, causing her hardened face to fall. A million thoughts raced through her mind in less than a millisecond, thoughts that are things you shouldn’t think about your best friend. She couldn’t help the bright pink color that rose to her cheeks, daring to rival Ivy's dyed stands of bubblegum pink hair. Evelyn felt butterflies dance around her stomach, twirling and flapping with glee. Evelyn thanked the Gods that Ivy was utterly oblivious to the thoughts going on inside her head right now.

Ivy let go of the older and sat back into her previous position on the bed, and Evelyn couldn’t help but feel a bit of disappointment at the loss of warmth she once felt. “There we go. There’s that smile I love,” Ivy teased. Evelyn rolled her eyes and shook her head in annoyance. However, she still unwillingly craved another hug from the other.

She closed her eyes to erase the thought from her mind, but they suddenly shot back open at the feeling of soft hands combing their way through Evelyn’s mess of curls. Evelyn didn’t know if her face could get any redder at this point.

Suddenly, a soft ringtone played, making her turn around to grab her phone resting on the nightstand. Evelyn’s mind was overrun with so many thoughts that it completely drowned out the conversation that Ivy was currently having on the phone.

“Bye Dad, I love you! I’ll see you guys tomorrow. Love you, bye!” Ivy hung up the phone and placed it back on the nightstand. She turned back towards the taller. “So good news. My dads said they were okay with me staying here. They will be home tomorrow, so I’ll either need a ride home or I will need a place to sleep here.” Ivy waited for a response from the other, but after a few moments, there was no sign of the sentence being received.

“Hello, Earth to Evelyn,” Ivy waved their hand in front of the taller’s face. "Evelyn?"

Evelyn jumped out of her thoughts, blinking rapidly in confusion. Ivy giggled softly to herself, finding the older’s lost looks amusing. “Sorry, I spaced out. What were you saying?” Evelyn sheepishly asked.

“I was just saying how I either need a ride home or a place to stay here.” Ivy noticed her voice began slurring a bit, she also began feeling more dizzier than before.

“Oh, if you felt better, we might give you a ride home. If not, I’m sure you could stay here for the night.”

“Would your parents be alright with that?”

“I’ll make them okay with it,” Evelyn smugly replied.

“Sometimes you are way too overprotective of me,” Ivy teased. Ivy received a dramatic eye roll and a playful shove in response. Ivy couldn’t help but wince at the pain the rough action caused in her back. “Ouch, I must have taken a terrible fall.”

Evelyn guiltily looked away. “Yeah, I didn't notice fast enough, and by the time I did, you were already on the floor. It was a pretty bad fall, took out a couple of chairs even.” She reached a hand to rub the back of her neck. “Does it hurt bad?”

“Yeah,” Ivy muttered. She reached a hand down to rest on the area, giving a slight rub before letting out a sudden yelp of pain. F-ck, bad idea. Her back now throbbed horribly, making Ivy bite down on her lip roughly, hard enough to draw blood. What the hell made it hurt this bad? Gods, this is probably the worst pain I have ever felt in my life.

“Ivy, are you ok?”

“F-ck I don’t know…” Her back throbbed painfully. It felt hot yet cold at the same time. “Gods, that hurt so bad,” she whined.

Gods, I can’t imagine how this feels. She must be feeling so much pain right now. I wish I could help her, but I can’t. I need to do something though, I can’t let her be in pain… Evelyn shook the thought from her head. No, no, it’s too dangerous. She could tell someone, and then we’d have to move again. But she wouldn’t do that, right? I trust her; I trust her more than anything. Evelyn chewed on her lip, biting off a couple of layers of skin accidentally. But we also trusted Mark and looked where that got us.

Evelyn kneeled to be on Ivy’s level, rested a hand on Ivy's back, and rubbed softly. She pulled her hand back quickly when she saw Ivy flinch. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Ivy let out a shaky breath. “Can you tell me where it hurts?”

“Along my right side.”

“Ok, don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” Evelyn reassured. “Are you comfortable? Do I need to move you?”

“I don’t know… I’m fine for now, though.” Ivy shifted around uncomfortably for a bit before settling down into a better position laying on her left side.

“I’m so sorry I let you fall. This is all my fault,” Evelyn mumbled bitterly. Ivy wanted to tell Evelyn off for blaming herself, but she was feeling tired. The medicine seemed to work. Ivy yawned tiredly. “You should get some sleep. Sleep is the best medicine, after all.” Evelyn suggested with softness in her tone.

“What about you?” Ivy yawned. “Where will you sleep?”

“Oh, don’t worry about me. I can either sleep on the couch or the floor. Doesn’t matter to me.”

“That’s… not fair to you. You deserve to sleep somewhere better. You shouldn’t sleep on… floor.” Ivy can barely hide the slur in her voice and she was stumbling over words lazily now.

“It’s alright, I’ve slept on the floor plenty of times, I’ll be okay,” Evelyn waved off.

“You can just sleep next to me. I don’t mind.” Ivy smiled sweetly. Evelyn was very grateful that Ivy was delirious so that she wasn’t able to see the way Evelyn turned as red as a peach at the innocent suggestion.

“Oh no no no, I’m alright. You get some rest and I’ll see you when you wake up!”

“But-” Ivy cut herself off with another yawn. She grumbled something incoherent before shifting down farther into the bed. Ivy looked at Evelyn expectantly, like she was waiting for something. “Help.”

“Help? With what?” Ivy slowly motioned to the sheets that were pushed to the end of the bed.

“Sheets” Ivy demanded, however the demand sounded more like a wine than a command. Evelyn laughed, finding humor at Ivy’s attempt at a command. Evelyn knew that if Ivy was less sick she would give Evelyn a smack across the head for that. But this time the sick girl didn’t seem to notice.

Evelyn rested the dark maroon sheets down softly around ivy’s tired form, and tucked the many blankets around her body. Evelyn looked back down at the younger and laughed quietly at the now sleeping form of the other. Evelyn tucked a small strand of brown hair behind Ivy’s ear. Evelyn smiled sweetly and reached over to the lamp sitting on the bedside table. It clicked softly as darkness filled the room, the only light coming from the quickly disappearing sun in the window.

Evelyn walked towards the door and opened it quietly. She looked back at Ivy’s sleeping form one last time and spoke softly into the evening’s air, “goodnight Ivy, sweet dreams…” She closed the door softly and whispered the last part to herself. “I love you…”

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I love how Evelyn is slowly becoming a simp and Ivy is completely and painfully oblivious.

Have a good morning, afternoon, and night! And make sure to stay hydrated! <3

-Aurora 🌻

#original story #omg I actually wrote something #Evelyn Gold Riddlyne #ivy gardner #short story #ao3 fanfic #ao3 fic #wlw #fantasy references #sick fic #hurt/comfort #fluff

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dawnarowdite · 1 year ago

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Uh since I seem to be basically writing/explaining my entire story that I’ll probably never write on my blog here’s something for y’all. Here’s a short version of a chapter I wanted to write that I haven’t really finished. It’s basically half explanation, half kinda writing. No way near finished lol. Btw this was written MONTHS AGO and I’m way to lazy to rewrite it.

(trigger warning: language, underage drug use)

(I do not condone the actions portrayed in this story. This is used as a conflict that the main character faces) (If you face any of the issues listed, do NOT be afraid to reach out for help, You Matter <;3)

Around the time of year 10, she was walking home from school. Her house was a bit far from school but she liked the quiet, It calmed her down.

However, today was different. While walking by herself, absorbed in her music, her saving grace, someone ran into her from the side. Evelyn fell hard onto the sidewalk. The person who ran into her rushed over to her, however, while in their panic, the person accidentally stepped onto Evelyn’s Ipod.

The person wanted to make it up to Evelyn for breaking her ipod. The person introduced themselves as Andrea. Andrea said she went to the other highschool nearby.

Andrea had jet black, pin straight hair that fell to her shoulders and contrasted her very pale skin. A small mole sat right above thin pink lips on the right corner. She had large eyes that were a deep, dark brown that seemed to shine in the sunlight. Evelyn couldn’t help but be entranced by the beautiful girl who looked as though she was made by Diana herself.

Andy invited Evelyn over to a bench nearby. At the bench sat her friends, a tall brown haired white male, and a very loud, short girl with obnoxious makeup on. The small girl had a slightly tanned skin tone with brown hair mixed with light pink highlights.

Andy asked the small girl for something and the girl pulled out a bright pink cartridge. Then Andy approached Evelyn and said that Evelyn could have this as compensation for the broken iPod.

Evelyn, confused, denied the gift, saying that Andy didn't have to compensate. However, Andy insisted that Evelyn take it. Evelyn told Andy that she had no clue what it was.

(I stopped writing here btw, I’ll probably just explain the next events)

Andy revealed to Evelyn that the pink cartridge was a vape pen. Evelyn had heard of a vape pen before, after all those “don’t do drugs kids” PSAs of course you’d know the dangers of drugs.

Evelyn confessed to Andy that she had never tried a vape pen, or any drug for that matter before. Andy smiled at Eve and offered if she wanted to try one. The tall boy joked and said something about Evelyn being to much of a pussy to try one. Andy laughed and told the boy to shut up and to stop being a dick. Andy turned back towards Evelyn and said that she didn’t have to try it if she didn’t want to.

Evelyn was conflicted, she just met some kids that aren’t immediately being assholes to her, save for maybe the tall boy, and being very nice to her. Evelyn had never had someone give her the time of day ever, and she didn’t want to lose an opportunity to finally make some friends. So Evelyn took the cartridge and took a hit of the pen.

Immediately she was hit with the intense taste of strawberry, it overwhelmed her senses, giving her slight whiplash. Then her lungs suddenly constricted and she began coughing. As she wheezed in and out she felt a slight burning sensation at the back of her throat. When her coughing died down she began to feel a sense of euphoria, she felt as though she was floating away in the clouds. She forgot all of her worries and anxieties, and for the first time in a while, she felt free. A small smile appeared on her features, replacing the once permanent frown that she would always wear.

A small giggle sounded from beside her. Evelyn drifted her gaze over towards the black haired girl. “So, what do you think Evie? You like it?” Evelyn nodded slowly, her small smile growing wider at both the feeling of the drug and the excited reaction of the girl next to her.

“Yeah, I feel… great.”, Evelyn grinned. Evelyn began feeling a tiny little tingling sensation that danced around her throat at the use of her voice.

Andy held out the cartridge again, “do you want another try?”

Evelyn laughed and reached for the cartridge, “Why not.”

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Evelyn knew what she was doing was wrong, but this was the most free she’s ever felt for the first time in years. And as she was sitting with Andy’s friends she couldn’t help but feel like she was apart of something. They were talking to her like she was their friend and not a loser. She felt a nice buzzing sensation as she sat inhaling the sweet strawberry scented vapor. This was the most relaxed she’s ever been she felt amazing.

But eventually the tall boy stood up and announced he had to leave. The other girl (Megan?) stood up as well because she had to go with him as he was her ride.

Soon it was just Andy and Evelyn in the park alone. They talked about school, music, and their families. That’s when Evelyn learned that Andy came from a similar background to Evelyn. They both were from wealthy families that pushed big responsibilities onto them, Andy’s parents were CEOs of successful countries and came from a long line of wealthy people. Evelyn smiled as she felt less alone for once.

Andy offered Evelyn a ride home, which Evelyn refused. Andy insisted saying that since she broke Evelyn’s device, Evelyn would have no way to contact someone if she got hurt. Evelyn reluctantly obliged and got into Andy’s nice black car. She offered Evelyn the AUX, and Evelyn put on one of her favorite songs. Evelyn watched Andy’s face light up as she exclaimed that she loved this song, she blasted the volume up and began singing along to the music. Evelyn began laughing again for what seemed like the millionth time today, she had never felt so happy before and she was loving it.

Andy made a quick stop at a vape shop to pick up some refills for her cartridges. When she came back she dropped a bag full different vape cartridges. “It’s all on me sweetie,” she winked. Evelyn felt her face heat up almost instantly at the action, quickly covering it up with a turn of her head and a small laugh. Evelyn was confused at her reaction but brushed it off as a reaction to the drugs and the gift.

Soon Andy arrived at Evelyn’s house, she said goodbye and asked Evelyn if she’d ever want to hangout again. Evelyn didn’t think twice before saying yes.

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#a story i will probably never write #for some reason I wrote this instead of making an actual story #aurora rambles #Evelyn Gold Riddlyne #no we don’t hate Andy guys #backstories

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