Okay, so I just wanted to put it out there? Civil war? I had no idea how to deal with this. I was not equipped to deal with this, in any way, shape or form. Like, at all. Okay? Except… it was Ivy, who was curled onto my shoulder and sobbing. Ivy, who looked at me as if I was going to be the person that came and saved her from everything. I had to try, probably doomed to failure. I had to try because I hadn’t been lying to her. Still wasn’t capable. I wouldn’t be here if I couldn’t do something to help. Somewhere in the future, Ivy, my Ivy, was a badass. She was confident and secure in herself, and if someone wanted to throw down she would probably just laugh at them. Tell them, f**k around and find out. Ivy had always needed me, but this was the first time that she had needed me to take ca
