Hey guys so I'm in Brighton now and the Hotel internet is so rubbish but just less than a year and hopefully I can move here for Sixth Form/ College.
I promise that soon more Sherlock characters will 'enter' the story.
If you want to see how I think Felix and Peter would look like then click here but of course it is up to the reader imagination so meh meh...
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Chapter 4 | Impulses
If you flip the rug then you'll reveal an ugly seed
But the strength of 10 000 will never weaken me
With just like a razor blade you carve me half and half
Oh I'd better wait to kill the time
Didn't you read it in the detail
That if you're idle then you will fail
Now you wanna know an answer
Well if you dance then you're a dancer
The devil takes care of his own
Devil Takes Care Of His Own- Band Of Skulls.
Each impulse in Ivy's body quickened as her eyes scanned over the text message in front of her, standing up slowly she looked out of the huge window in front her on the far wall. Surely nobody could see her right? All it was, was another warehouse. The same like this one on the outside, it looked completely, utterly closed down, never any lights or lighting of some sort was seen to be on and mould and rust was growing slowly up the walls.
Without any hesitation Ivy, although a little tipsy from the vodka along with an intense burning in her throat from the two cigarettes she had,it was her first time smoking in all honesty, she still grabbed both her bags, her rucksack and the ones with the guns in. Quickly she checked that she had a gun at the ready just in case but deep down she knew that 1) She'd never ever used a gun properly before, Felix had once told her to shot at some targets but she was hopelessly useless and awful at it mostly because her hands would shake when she held it 2) She wasn't sure if she could ever actually kill somebody, of course she had been in fights before and beaten people up rather badly sometimes she hardly knew the person that she was fighting with but she'd never killed anybody. Ever. The thought of killing somebody had crossed her mind before, such as Felix but doesn't everybody ever have that strange feeling that they want to kill somebody but of course they'd never go through with it?
Only seconds later she found herself running down the stairs of the warehouse but stopped in her tracks as she heard the screeching of the door. Her hand touched her hip where the out line of the gun was under her shirt. Each breath she took had become heavy and rapid as she took steps back up the stairs but backwards. Taking the gun in her hand she began to realise how dark it was. Ivy held the gun up her hand gripping tightly around the gun.
Then she heard a chirpy irish accent from the silhouette in front of her.
"Whys it so dark?"
'You gotta be joking' she thought to herself as he got closer... Felix.
Before she could do anything a taunting laugh ringed in her ear "Why... The fuck" He carried on laughing "Why you holding that?" Felix asked as he pointed at the gun followed by lighting a cigarette that hung loosely from his mouth.
"Nothing" Ivy stated trying to sound as big as possible "Look I thought you were somebody else, alright... Wait it's bloody four in the morning, what are you doing 'ere?"
"I gotta see Peter, where is he?"
With glassy eyes Ivy sighed .
"What you crying about"
"I'm not crying you wanker" Ivy lied as she wiped her eyes roughly with her sleeves "I thought the word would have got round by now" Ivy folded her arms slouching slightly as she stared up at Felix's confused face, his eyes brows now narrowed questionably "He's dead... Somebody stabbed him, I found him"
"Oh shit" Felix almost yelled but still showed no emotion whatsoever "He owed me eighty quid"
"Are you serious, you're such a twat and I gotta go" Ivy said waving the gun around carelessly.
"Well i'm not the one who has been on the run for three months am I... All you had to do was pay me back now all in all i've lost hundred and ninety quid"
Then a thought struck Ivy like lightning "I can pay you back, I have some goods that you can shift, you can have them for free" Taking a puff of his cigarette Felix blew the smoke in Ivy's face then took the cigarette carelessly out of his mouth throwing it onto the floor, luckily out of 'apartment' the warehouse had a concrete floor and the stairs were metal so nothing could burn.
"What have you got for me?" Felix asked with quite a cockiness in his voice "What is your business offer my friend?"
"Don't call me that... i'm not your friend" Ivy snapped then held out the bag which held now four guns "Look in here". Felix snatched the bag out of her and searching through it "Where did you get these?"
"Seriously Felix it is better that you don't know, alright?"
"Fine" Felix made a slight gesture in surrender, all he cared about was the money that he could get.
"Look I seriously gotta go now"
With no warning Felix grabbed the top of Ivy's arm dragging her back into the apartment "Lets drink to Peter!" Felix yelled excitedly a wide grin on his face as he opened the apartment door. Ivy faced palmed herself slightly with a sigh then pushed him away from her with the most strength she had "I have gotta go" Her eyes kept meeting the large window in front of her.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 140 minute later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Although slightly unwashed off dried blood was on the sofa and floor Felix and Ivy sat on there, Ivy couldn't stop fidgeting as crying into her shoulder was Felix. With fake kindness patted him on the back awkwardly but her mind was in a completely separate place all she wanted was for Felix to stop crying so she could just get away the text that she had read before kept going around in her head and playing in her head making her feel a sickening gut feeling.
The singular light that dangled from the ceiling began to flicker she had noticed that strangely this happened when the door was open down stairs maybe it affected the electric wires in a way. But Ivy hadn't figured it out yet, in a way it annoyed her slightly.
"Did you close the door behind you downstairs?" Ivy asked Felix pushing him off her a bit so his head just flopped to the other side.
"I think so" Felix replied dryly then became curious "Why?"
"Fuck" Ivy stood up quickly as she heard a rather quiet screech probably from the metal staircase, it was quiet but not quite enough. Fear began to make Ivy panic she turned to Felix whose facial expression only ever seemed to confusion recently "Hide" she whispered.
'Wha-"
"Just do it" she seethed through clenched teeth as she tried to stay quiet "And take the guns"
Quickly Ivy turned the light off, she had no idea what to do, if the lights were off and they hid maybe he wouldn't search he'd think that they wasn't there. The sun was beginning to rise now meaning that vy could still see. As she turned around to check on Felix and make sure that he was hiding he was trying to fit into a kitchen cupboard. Felix was 6ft and was trying to fit into a minute oak kitchen cupboard.
'Idiot' Ivy thought to herself "Go into the bathroom you A hole and be quiet" If you could even call it a bathroom just a dirty, smelly room that seemed to never be cleaned.
The element of surprise was the only option now she had to fight now. Once again Ivy found the gun to be in her hand as she hid behind the door. Maybe it was a panic attack but she slid down the wall with all her might she tried to control her breathing surprisingly it was working she learnt that panic attacks happen because people breath in far too much and it was all about control. Yet she had her back on the wall as she sat holding her knees but she let go as she heard the noise of what must have been a leather jacket rubbing and stretching slightly almost like a creak it wasn't the same sound as the floor creaking, Ivy guessed it was Blondie but she couldn't be sure.
Ivy's eyes widened as he walked straight past her, it was Blondie. Still she didn't know his name and truthfully she didn't want to know because knowing meant that he'd probably kill her.
"Come out, come out wherever you are" His voice was taunting making each hair on her body stand up.
Then she noticed Blondie open the bathroom door followed by the loudest most deafening scream by Felix, a gang leader who sells drugs, beats up anyone in his path and has probably killed somebody, has a scream like that, with all her might although it wasn't the right time Ivy tried not to laugh at his scream. But then clicked onto what was happening.
"Where is she!" Blondie yelled punching Felix in the stomach.
Slowly Ivy began to stand up holding the gun tightly in her sweaty hands.
"I don't know" Felix lied looking at Ivy from the open door. A fist collided with Felix's face making him fall with blood trickling from the side of his mouth as he hit the brown tiled floor with a crude thump.
Ivy ran up to him jumping on his back pulling him back "You killed my fucking best friend you bastard!" Ivy screamed as she attempted not to cry "He was a brother to me". The gun in her hand collided with Blondie's head hard but it was as though he felt nothing. With a blank expression but fury in his eyes he threw Ivy to the other side of the room. She had no idea how it happened because it happened so quickly but she felt a huge gash on the back of her head as she collided with the kitchen cupboard.
As he began to walk up to her with a knife in his hand she saw Felix get up his head also slightly slit on the temple. With him just close enough Ivy kicked her legs up slamming her heal in his privates but this time he leant down, a slight look of uncomfort and pain on his face. Slowly he dragged her forward,she screamed digging her nails in the cream carpet that was covered in unknown stains in all sorts of colours as she wailed her limbs around. She was able to kick him once more with her free leg in his chest but nothing seemed to work.
Then Felix ran to him holding the broken table leg slamming it around his head, then his back then repeatedly hitting him with the black wooden leg in random places with such anger he screamed each time he did until he was on the floor, the black bag still on Felix's shoulder. There was no way he was letting them guns go. When he was finished he wiped the spit around his mouth then removed his belt quickly.
"What?" Ivy whispered standing up with complete fear on her face.
"Don't be stupid why would I? You're a disgusting child" Felix tired the belt around Blondie's arms then dragged him towards the kitchen table tying it twice around the legs of that until it was so tight that he wouldn't be able to move, either that of the circulation would stop. "You really think that i'd steep that low Ivy, seriously?"
Ivy remained silent not stating a single word.
Felix was ready to hit him with the wood again but Ivy dragged him by the arm yelling "Come on!" whilst running with him down the road in unison they both placed their hoods over their heads from the black zip up jumpers they both had on, before running into a twenty- four hour cafe and sitting in a booth opposite each other.
"Two teas mate" Felix demanded to the overweight bald man who stood behind the counter with a apron on that had tea and coffee along with other substances spilt down it that had dried up. Felix and Ivy were the only customer in the Cafe which was called 'Silver Spoons' it was a average looking cafe like many with metal table that wobbled uncontrollably with a checkered red and white table cloth covering the actual damage on the tables.
"Explain to me what the hell is going on... that was the dude who killed Peter?" Felix snapped at Ivy holding thousands of questions that he had to ask in a list in his head that he was ready to ask even if Ivy wasn't willing to answer "How much trouble are you in Ivy?"
Ivy squeezed her eyes shut rubbing her temples forgetting about the bleeding cut at the back of her head, she answered every single one of the fourteen questions that Felix asked, she answered as best as she could sipping at the sweet beverage every few seconds to warm her up.
By the end of the interrogation although she wasn't sure if he was finished asking all the questions, she glared at Felix blankly the cold had made her nose red making it look she had a cold. "Look Felix just take the guns and go, get away from me, it's the best for you. I hate you, you're a complete fuck wanker arse but I don't wanna see anybody else get hurt, already Peter has been killed so just go"
"A fuck wanker arse?" Felix asked not taking notice to what had just been said by Ivy.
"Yes. Go Felix, please"
"Fine i'll go just allow me to drink my tea then i'll get out of your hair, Jesus, trust me the last thing I wanna do, it stick around"
Ivy's eyes followed Felix nervously as he left he turned before opening the door fully to Ivy and stated "Maybe you should think about getting out of London, sure you can find some long lost family member somewhere" and then only seconds later, once again Ivy was the lonely runaway who was in the worst trouble that she had ever been in.
Hope you enjoyed it.
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Well then yep... Me + Fighting scenes = I need a lot of a advice please if you have any.
Question of the chapter cause i'm still gonna do this cause I thinks it's cool...
1) What song best describes a character you have made (OC) in a story you have wrote and what is that characters name?
If you get me... I kinda think that actually Explosions by Ellie Goulding (Is that her name/ how you spell it) suits Ivy especially for the up coming ideas.
Oh and I wanna ask you guys if you would like a back ground story (Chapter) for Ivy at some point in this Fan fic?