Ivy's POV

We all waited outside while Godric consoled Clara. We could hear him softly speaking to her, I knew Eric could hear every word. I was just glad that she was calming down. It had been this way for close to an hour. Nerve-wracking. I wanted to strangle her Mother. I wanted in that room. Adrien is pacing just like I am.

"Ivy... this is not helping," Eric said to me and I slowly looked at him, I know my gaze was cold as hell and so were the words that followed.

"Unless you plan to deliver her mother to me on a silver platter. Shut up. I will pace all I want." With that, I went back to walking back and forth in front of the office door.

Clara's POV

Godric was a stubborn fool... he had settled himself on the wood floor next to me, pulling me into his side as I cried, my face buried in my hands. "Your not the monster here Clara." I caught the imply and my mind raced with possibilities as it momentarily distracted me.

"What are you talking about?"

"You're the victim."

"Are you saying you are a monster?" He only nodded when I looked up at him.

"...Do you live in a delusional land of bullshit and wonder? No monster tries to comfort and distraught woman with anger problems. They take advantage..." As the last three words left my lips I could feel the emotion leave my face. My mind flashes to the night Mom kicked Charlie out of the house...

It was dark, I had just walked home carrying several heavy bags of groceries by myself. Near the door, I could see Charlie. At first, I was excited, in till I saw mom rush him with a knife. I screamed, dropping the food and ran as fast as I could. "Run! Charlie!" The terror that filled me when I saw the knife slice his shoulder was overwhelming. Red droplets hitting the concrete... "Monster!"

"Clara get the fuck in the house!"

"So you can hurt him again!? So you can kill my big brother!? NO!" I stood in front of him trembling as I stood with my arms spread out, eyes locked on that knife.

"He's just like him! Just like him! He'll hurt us too!"

"You're wrong! Charlie is not like that, he's nothing like that. What Dadd-" I coughed harshly as the hilt of the knife struck my gut but I didn't move.

"Clara move!"

"You'll have to kill me first, Monster." Monster. Daughter of a beast, a wicked she-devil, with a dark heart. She pulled a gun out of her back pocket and shot at Charlie. The bullet slide through the skin and muscle of my shoulder.

My left hand wandered to the right shoulder, my breathing erratic as I remember, nails biting into my skin.

Charlie ran, he ran as the knife racked across my gut and I fell. He was hyperventilating as he disappeared into the woods, probably thought me dead.

I clenched my stomach as the shadow of that pain overwhelmed me, it took Godric shaking me to pull me out of it. "Godric... your not a monster. The real one just left with the man she intends to use to ruin my life." I sounded defeated and I'm sure I looked that way.

"I could always kill them." He said nonchalantly.

"That would just land you in jail."

"No, it wouldn't."

"Yes, it would."

"Not if they don't find the bodies."

"...You know, it doesn't really work when teddy bears try to be scary."

"Clara, you're going to be my prey if you call me a teddy bear again."

"No, I won't cause you're just trying to distract me. Teddy bear." His face was unreadable and then I felt it, his fingers working their way up my sides and he attempted to tickle torture me. It was working... I was a crying and laughing mess and he had this damn adorable toothy grin on his face. I tried to push his hands away and it didn't work, does he take steroids?

"Totally threatening," I told him through the laughter, as I continued to try to get away from him. He found the ticklish spot on the right side of my neck and I literally freaked out. Downright hysterical laughing/scream and I pleaded with him that I needed to breathe and only then did he let me go. I fell back on the floor, clutching my sides.

"You're an asshole."

"So I've been told." He chuckled and it's got to be because of everything that happened tonight... I think my heart just skipped a beat.

"Godric... why did you come in here. It would have been so easy just to leave."

"I've gone through my own hell. I want to redeem myself somehow, but that's not why I help you. I can not stand the thought of you going through this alone." I jumped up and moved across the room as my cheeks reddened.

"You are an idiot," I said instantly, not sure what else I could possibly say that wouldn't get me into deep shit that I was not ready for. Ever.

"It's easier if you accept you like me, Clara." I twitched as he purposely let a little heat into his voice.

"I didn't strike you as a-"

"Oh I'm not, but I like seeing you blush. You are as red as a tomato."

"...Oh look, feeling gone." I flicked him off.

"What did I say about the next time that you told me that?"

"No. Bad Teddy bear!" I pointed my finger at him all kinds of serious and he busts out laughing that I just kind of lost all defenses and stood there like an idiot with my hand still in the air. Probably looking all kinds of confused.