Ivy continued to help the old man she couldn't sit and watch him do this by himself. She noticed the men didn't leave and they laughed and snickered at her and the old man. One approached her from behind and she felt someone grab her bum. She stood up straight and glared at the man. Just who did he think he was touching.

As she looked closer she recognised him, He was the thug from the bar on Pierce's birthday night, the guy that was with Pierces ex girlfriend Claire. That night she had gotten three stitches from the bottle he tried to hurt Thomas with. He had an ugly scar on his forehead and hand that looked like it was still healing. The last time she saw him she was sure he didn't have these, did Noah get even for her. She took a step back. ​​

"Hey beautiful remember me? Because of you and your friend I got these scars and was sent to jail. Luckily I got out soon after." The thug rolled up his sleeves and took a step closer smiling.

Ivy understood what he meant, it must of been Noah getting revenge for her. She got scared and took a step back again. He was threatening to get even for what Noah had done to him after she left. She new how to fight as her grandpa taught her well, but she was faced with ten huge men who looked like they brawler for a living and in a part of the city that was obviously their territory. Even if she won could she escape after.

"Where are you going...lets play...who wants a go after me." The thug was smug and rubbed his chin looking at Ivy up and down. She new that look and it disgusted her.

They all laughed and Ivy got ready for them. The old man looked at her nervously. "Go home now." Ivy gave him a reassuring smile and turned to face the men again, a few had grabbed iron bars. The old man walked swiftly away. Ivy was glad he would be safe.

"Now it's just us."

He reached out to grab Ivy. Ivy kicked and punched the men as they approached her. Ivy was sure they had a few broken bones now, but they kept coming. She inevitably ended up on the ground. She protected her stomach curling into herself and they lay some kicks into her back. When they had enough he pulled her hair so she would look at him.

"You can come willingly or we can continue till you pass out."

"Stop right there. All of you line up. I want to see hands behind your backs." The sound of feet that had come running towards them filled Ivy with hope.

Ivy looked up and saw four police men with the old man. She thought that the old man had went home but he had went for help. She lay hurt on the ground unable to get up. A police man came over and nudged her.

"Not listening to orders.... this way." The police man hauled her up of the ground. She was put in cuffs along with the other thugs.

"Sir this is the young lady I wanted you to save. Why is she in cuffs." The older man spoke up for Ivy and tried to help her stand properly.

"Public disturbance and failure to follow my orders." The police man shrugged he didn't care who he sent to jail.

"But." The old man tried to speak up but they where all put in the back of the police van and taken to the station. Ivy watched as the old man had tried to help her she was grateful for his trouble.

At the station they where all interviewed and it was Ivy's turn. They had confiscated her belongs. The Detective called Detective Powell threw her I.D at her.

"Public disturbances and a fake id." He snickered.

"Its not fake and I didn't start the fight I defended myself." Ivy rubbed her sore wrists the cuffs where way too tight.

"Yea right." The Detective scoffed he had heard this story so many times he didn't think anyone was innocent any more.

"Please check it." Ivy said and sat back refusing to keep trying to get this Detective to see sense.

Detective Powell doubted someone who had less than twenty dollars on them visiting this side of town would actually live in a luxurious apartment across town.

He went to his Inspector and gave a report of everything about the case. It was standard procedure and he was happy with himself. The Inspector seeing the well known apartment address he looked at Detective Powell.

"Check this out first thing in the morning no mistakes. This is CEO Noah Adler's address if we mess up we all won't be able to escape."

Detective Powell rolled his eyes as he had left the Inspectors office he didn't think all this extra work was necessary. Sure the girl was pretty but CEO Noah probably wouldn't even look her way what with all the socialites and celebrities around him.

Detective Powell had Ivy brought to a cell and she lay on the metal frame. There was no bedding available so she curled up into a ball. She felt miserable if she hadn't run none of this would of happened. She could be at home tired and spent after a few rounds with her perverted CEO then cuddle up in her favourite human pillows arms. But look how things had turned out they fought, she left and was beaten and in jail. She cried again feeling sorry for all that had happened and fell asleep while sobbing.