The next time Ivy opened her eyes, she flung right out of bed with a blanket wrapped around her tightly. She felt sought of refreshed, energized.
A sought of energy she couldn't describe.
Her footings weren't exactly steady though, she had to leaned against the wall for a while before she could steady herself on her feet.
Her bag.
She needed her bag right now.
She found it soon, laying carelessly on the sofa. She grabbed the bag and went through it, searching for her pills.
She just hoped she wasn't doing this a little too late.
They were emergency contraceptives though, so she definitely wasn't.
She took the pills in one gulp, putting the glass firmly on the grey and resting a hand on it in relief.
Then a thought crossed her mind, followed by many troubling thoughts.
What if her pills couldn't fight against Chris sperm in her system because he was different and his sperm was like super strong. What if-- oh no.