( We take a small leap in time - after three days)
The third knock on Ivy’s door was harder…it was getting more and more impatient.
She was wide awake but she did not bother answering at all.
Her mother’s voice cut through the wood like a blade. "Ivy ! Your ass is gonna be late for school !Or do you want to miss school again? ! This is the third damn day!You didn't even attend your first class. Your teachers called. "
Of course. Why else would her mother care?
She hadn't stepped out of that room for three whole days, but her mother only bothers to notice when her teachers call? Bravo!
Silence.
Her mother exhaled sharply, nails tapping against the door frame. "What the hell is going on with you? You got a problem? Open this goddamn door and let's talk Ivy!Like old times,baby."
