Twisted: Chapter 1

My mom cringed at the old faded blood stain on the kitchen tiles.I smiled to myself, my bloodstain, the mark I left in society. My parents must have seen my smile, because they actually began to speak to me.
"Ivy,"My mom spoke softly. But I ignored her. I didn't want to hear what they had to say.
"Ivy," My dad rose his voice.
"What?" I didn't understand the sudden need for a conversation.
"Your mother and I are worried about you," He tried to sound civil.
"Oh, when have I heard that? In the morning when I wake up, before I go to sleep, when I come home from school..." I was really beginnig to get annoyed with their reminders of what I did. Everyone made mistakes. Right?
"Ivy, we're sending you away," My mother said rather quickly, she was fiddling with her fingers. She did that when she was intimidated. Was she intimidated by me?
I stopped in my tracks. "What? I mean, I heard you, but w-why?" What was going on?
"You need a fresh start, we need to clear our heads from..." My dad stared at the ground.
"From me. You guys need a break from me. Your daughter... So what better way than to send her away. Just like that..." I shouted, anger bubbling inside of me. I didn't understand why they just decided that they wanted me to go.
"Well Ivy, it's not everyday you hear your daughter has killed someone!" My mother never shouted. So she must of been really upset. A really sickening silence filled the room. It was way too loud.
"Where are you sending me?" I whispered, anger tears filling my eyes, I just wanted to throw something at them.
"To Reyland Academy. It's a great place, you'll make new friends, the term starts in three day, so you'll be leaving tomorrow and-" My mother seemed to be too excited about giving me away to a school.
"Save it. You know what? I'll go pack, it's not like I want to stay with you idiots anyway." I raced upstairs before they could say anything else. It hurt too much, everything they said cut me like a knife. I grabbed my suitcase set and began to pack. They were leaving me as if i were poison, poisoness Ivy. I sank to the floor once I endeared my room. Leaning against the wall, I looked into the great openness of my room. Thoughts filled my mind and, unfortunately, the memory of that awful night came forward.
The music was pounding to the beat of my heart. There was loads of people at this party, I thought. But, I felt alone in my own world, dancing to the hypnotic tune of the music. A voice sucked me back to reality.
"Ivy, come on. Lets get out of here." Ben called at me. His green eyes had a weird expression as he draped his arms round me. That's how he looked like lately. He always seemed to want to touch me. It was suffocating. I followed out of the party.
"Why, is something wrong?"
Ben climbed into his grey volvo. I climbed in after.
" I just want to be alone. With you."
The ride home was silent. I didn't want to speak to him. I knew what he meant by alone and I wasn't ready, couldn't he understand.
We pulled up at my house. There were no cars in the driveway. Ben smiled. He'd hit the jackpot, and his prize, my virginity. As we entered my house, Ben went to the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of wine. He brought it to the living room where I was sitting. He began to drink it heavily. I glared at him. After many swings of wine, I knew he was drunk.
"What's that for?" He looked different, like a stranger. He started to approach me. I stood and pushed him away, as he put the wine down and tried to caress me.
"Ben, n-no. I don't want to-"
"Of course you do. I see that look in your eye." He was mumurring into my neck, becoming rougher.
"Ben! No. I don't want to." My pulse rate quickened, I was beginning to get a new feeling. I was scared. He was scaring me.
"You do! Come on Ivy, I've waited for so long. I was patient." He was forcing me, pulling me against him.
"No! Ben Please, Go home." I backed away into the kitchen.
"You've gone off me. Haven't you. You don't want me anymore! Who is it? Is it Reed? It's that little shit isn't it?"
"No, no. It's not. I swear." My voice was wobbling. I began to cry. He was drunk and dangerous.
"Why are you crying?!" He picked up the wine bottle and smashed it.
I ran into the kitchen, backing up into the sink.
"Why are you running, Ivy. You want me, I know you do. I neeed it. I need your body. Now!" He lunged himself at me. It all came too quick. I grabbed the nearest thing in the sink. I grabbed a knife from the sink and plunged a knife into his chest. Ben bega to puke and fell slowly to the ground. Blood was seeping through his body. I crouched down to where my boyfriend lay. I knew he was dead, but I still tried to bring him back. My hands were covered with blood, his blood. I was a murderer. I sat there rocking slowly to a song in my head until,evryothing came. My parents, the sirens, the police, the funeral, that I didn't even go to. My boyfriend was dead and I killed him. But I smiled. Because thats what I do.
I took a deep breath, as if being brought back into normal time. That was a horrible day. But the best day ever. I was free from his control and dominating glare and suffocating arms. Good riddance, I thought.
I went to my mother's room to take my favourite dark lipstick. As I went through her dresser, I came across three boxes with labels saying, 'Reyland Academy'. I picked one up and opened it. It contained a short pleated skirt, a white blouse, a red bowtie and red bowed, white knee-high socks and a burgundy blazer with a logo that looked like a phoenix. I threw the clothes into the box and called down to my mom.
"I'm bringing all the uniform!"
No reply.

After packing, I snuck out of the house, I had to see Ashleigh and tell her the dreadful news. She'd understand. She always did. As I approached our spot in the hills, I noticed she was already there.
"Hey," I called out, the breeze waving my mahogany hair about.
She turned around, her eyes were red and puffy with tears, "You're leaving?!"
I was stunned, I knew Ashleigh knew me, but how did she know? I went to the spot she was and sat beside her.
"Ash, how did you kno-"
"Your mom told my mom, but you never told me. After everything, I did for you! I stayed for you when y-you-" She was shouting at me too. She stood up and backed away from me.
"Yeah, can everyone stop just stop talking about what I did, okay?" I kicked a small stone at her.
Ashleigh began to walk away. " You don't care. You never cared. That's what's wrong with you Ivy! You look at things in your sick, twisted way. But you know what? Go! I won't care. It's not like you cared about me. Just do what Ivy wants,as always!"

Why was she acting like that?
"You think I want to go?! I didn't even know I was going till today! But I',m going because that's what my parents want me to do! They don't want me here. No one does!" I was crying. "NO ONE WANTS ME HERE SO I'M GOING!"
She turned around.
"You killed him Ivy!" Ashleigh was crying too.
"He was going to rape me, Ash. What was I supposed to do?" I sunk to my knees staring at her.
"Goodbye. Ivy." She whispered, as she began to walk away.
"Go, then!" My voice was breaking. I hated crying, it made me sick. I'm not the one that cries, I'm the one who watches people cry.
"Goodbye. Ash." I lay on the grass, the ground absorbing my tears. It began to rain. But stayed. I felt numb.
Ashleigh was moving forward. Without me.
So this was it.
I killed another thing.
And through the midst of things.
I smiled.
Because that's what I did, I smiled at misfortune.