She shook her head trying to rid the terrible thoughts of Joss. She wasn’t about to fall back in that shit hole again. Fuck! Now how the hell am I going to receive my payment? I can’t just show my face she’ll probably remember me. She took a moment to regroup and pressed on.

“Oh sorry ma’am, I’ll just… take this from you. I’ll tell Angelica you’re here.” Angie placed the rest of the pieces over her shoulder and turned, cursing herself for ever having had anything with Joss. Jodie being here meant one more thing to Angie, she’d have to tell her parents all about Joss and then some. In time Jodie would find out that Angie was Bette Porter’s daughter and she would have questions.

“Here take this” Angie handed Ivy the last piece and she placed it against the wall. She turned and saw Jodie walking towards them from across the hall. She got close to Ivy and whispered into her ear.

“Change of plans. You’re Angelica, okay? I’ll explain it later.”  Ivy just nodded and looked between the two women, wondering what had caused the sudden change.

Just then Bette walked in from across the other hall and into the room they were in.

Ivy’s eyes widened in horror. I can’t breathe! I can already see Momma Tasha chasing after me while Momma Alice points at me and laughs. Oh my god! Oh my god!

Momma? Shit! Shit! Shit! This day’s just getting better and better.  She didn’t have to look at Ivy  to know she was shaking and looking like she was going to pass out any second. Angie briefly looked to the ceiling. Thank god I took theater classes at NYU for an elective! She went behind Ivy and knocked her knees out, causing her to fall to the floor. “AHhh! Ow!” She cried her eyes closed tightly. Angie got to her knees to her.

“Oh my god! Angel are you okay?” She brought her hand to her mouth. “Did you forget to take your medicine?”  She then whispered in Ivy’s ear. “Play along okay? Just do it.” She hoped her Momma B wouldn’t think anything of the name and of course wouldn’t recognize her voice. She turned to Jodie. “Jodi, I’m going to take her back to the van. How about I’ll meet you back here and you know…” She gave the woman a look. She wasn’t going to say ‘payment’ because then her momma B, the Art Dean would know about the illegal deal they had. She attempted to lift Ivy like any man would, by cradling her. “Omf! Jesus Christ exactly how many cheese sandwiches did you eat?” She asked loudly. One of Ivy’s eyes’s shot open and she couldn’t help the small smile that formed at the edge of her lips. Realizing what she had just said aloud, “I mean.. Are you okay Angel?”  She patted Ivy’s hair.