Ivy opened her eyes only to be greeted by sunlight streaming in through the windows.

Her body was aching and her jaw hurt. Everything was foggy. She remembered seeing Holly and getting in her car, but the rest was blank. She had no idea how long she had been out for.

She looked down to see pink pajamas. She groaned internally, pink was not her favorite color, but it did look good with her hair. Her hair was now smooth and shiny without a tangle in sight. Someone had worked meticously to untangle it. They had even trimmed it. It was in a better condition then before the incident.

She finally looked around. The room she was in looked oddly familiar. The golden bedsheets complimented the lavender curtains on the canopy bed perfectly. Dolls and stuffed animals lined the shelves. The room was huge and it looked as if it was fit for a princess, plus she loved the plants everywhere. They seemed well cared for, which was enough to brighten her morning.

She slid out of bed and tidied the room before heading downstairs. She could hear voices and tensed when she realized that Holly must not live alone. She descended the stairs and smelled blueberry pancakes. She mostly lived off photosynthesis now. She could turn it on and off. She hadn't eaten solid food in 2 months.

The house was beautiful. Everything was sparkling clean and marble. There were no photos anywhere. Ivy had a lot of plants, but still made room for the occasional photo. She descended the winding oak staircase before hearing tense voices and entering the kitchen. Holly noticed that Ivy looked skittish and decided to speak first.

"Hi, How are you feeling?" Holly said. Holly had pale skin and black hair with deep brown eyes. Her hair was loosely pulled back in a bun and she seemed on edge. Her flannel shirt had the sleeves rolled up and there was dirt on her jeans. "I meant to bring you breakfast, but thought I would let you sleep." She stammered looking down at her own plate of pancakes, feeling guilty.

Ivy didn't know how she was feeling. She looked down and realized all of her injuries were gone. She looked back up directly into eyes that looked just like hers. "I'm Raven. You'll have to excuse my girlfriend, she's tired." Raven was uncharacteristically beautiful. Her hair was so black, it was blue. She had striking blue eyes like Ivy and a upturned nose. Holly may be tired, but she also noticed the eerie resemblance.

"Sorry about my appearance, I was working in the garden this morning." Holly piped up, hoping to end the awkward silence. She started to wonder if she had been wrong about Margot being Ivy. Anything was clearly possible. "Are the you the one that cares for the plants in the bedroom? They're gorgeous!" Plants always calmed Ivy down and this time was no different.

"Thank you!" Holly said, with a genuine smile.

"It was my sister's room." Raven remarked, earning a pointed look from Holly. "Is she at college?" Ivy asked. "No, Margot, she died as a kid. It was a kidnapper." Raven put extra emphasis on Ivy's fake name. Ivy cringed when she heard the K word. She didn't like the idea of sleeping in a dead girl's room.

It was an awkward silence. "I'm sorry about that." Ivy said. "Me too" said Raven. Holly couldn't believe the words spewing from her ex girlfriend's mouth. She noticed that Raven made Ivy uncomfortable, but if Raven knew, she hid it very well.

Holly scarfed down the rest of her pancakes and ran out the back door without saying goodbye. "She's late for work. Please... sit." Ivy took a seat and let Raven make her a plate. She watched Raven move around the kitchen and sensed that something happened between her and Holly. They seemed on edge around each other. She hoped that her presence wasn't causing this.

Raven sat a plate in front of her. The plate only had half a blueberry pancake on it. Ivy looked back up, puzzled. She wasn't hungry, but who only gives someone half of a pancake.

"I don't want you to get sick, so let's start with half." Ivy smiled, but didn't touch the pancake. "I really cant, thanks anyway." Ivy said. Ivy choked back tears, but tried to seem happy. Those 2 months were hell and everything was flooding back at once.

"How long have I been out?" Ivy didn't really want to know the answer. "5 days." Raven and Holly had tried to work things out between them yesterday, but it was going to take time after what Raven did.

"Are you ok, emotionally?" Raven pried, she needed Ivy in a good mental space for her plan. She was going to push her until she broke. "I'm fine." Ivy mumbled.

"Excuse my bluntness, Margot, but cut the bullshit. Stop acting like your okay because we both know you're not. What happened out there?" Raven said what was on her mind and Ivy was too tired to fight back. Raven was ready to play hardball, but she could see that would just be harsh.

Ivy broke down and told her everything.

"I was walking home from the shop. This guy grabbed me and I must have passed out. He took me to this house. There was no windows.. he wanted me to be his wife and I was for a while until we killed them." Ivy whispered that last part so low that Raven almost didn't catch it. Ivy seemed so broken. She looked frail and worn down. She still seemed tired even after sleeping for 5 days.

Raven didn't mean to push her so hard, but she wanted Ivy back. She didn't ask about the we and them. She wasn't calling the police either, they would do more harm than good. She shuddered thinking about what could had happened if Holly wasn't there.

That confirmed it for Raven. Margot had to be Ivy. Their bloodline fought hard to survive. It was in their veins. She knew in her heart that anyone else would have died in Margot's situation. Holly hid in a tree behind the house. She didn't have to actually work today. The rain was pouring, but she could still see in the windows. Holly knew that Raven thought Margot was Ivy and was going to stop her from doing something stupid.

Raven grabbed Ivy's hand. "I have something passed down in my bloodline for emergencies. No one will ever hurt you again. It's a ritual, of sorts. Do you want to do it?" It was out of the blue, but Raven knew what she had to do.

Ivy was exhausted and if there was a quick fix to making her feel safe again, then so be it. She nodded her head. Raven beamed and grabbed a oak box. "Do you have somewhere special to you?"

Ivy only had the homemade grove in the shop. "I have a grove." Ivy croaked out, her voice hoarse from screaming. Raven helped her in the car after lending her suitable clothing and against her better judgement, Holly let them leave. She was starting to suspect that maybe Margot was Ivy... maybe.

They arrived at the shop and Raven opened the oak box. It was covered on intricate carvings. It was Ivy's ancestor box. A gift from their ancestors in case of a emergency. Everyone in their family got their own box when they were born. It just showed up.

There was a dark liquid and a knife inside. The liquid would prep Margot's body and make her stronger. The knife would kill her. Her family had a long tribal history. If Margot was Ivy, then she would live and if she wasn't... Raven tried not to think about potentially killing someone.

"Stand in the grove and drink this." Raven said. Plants were overgrown since Ivy's absence and seemed happy to see her. She stood in the grove in the middle of the room and drank the liquid. If Raven can cure her like before, it was worth it. Although, that didn't stop her from being nervous.

Raven began to chant in a unfamiliar language. She sliced open her own palm and dripped her blood on the plant leaves. The chanting was getting louder and the building began to shake. Raven could feel her ancestor's power flow through her. Nothing prepared Ivy for what was to happen next.

She plunged the knife into Ivy's stomach and Ivy's blue eyes widened. The knife made a sickening squelch as chlorophyll oozed onto Raven's hand. She had left this part out when explaining on the drive over. "Make her hollow." Raven whispered, as Ivy's seemingly lifeless body fell on the leaves. A cocoon of sorts wrapped around her body, completing the ritual.

Raven left once the cocoon was complete. "Please let her be Ivy, ancestors" Raven drove off wondering how to explain this to Holly because if Margot wasn't Ivy, she just committed murder.

Holly and Raven are done in this story. They will be a central part to book 2. I hope you enjoyed, like and review :)