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๐“๐Ž๐‘๐๐€๐ƒ๐Ž ๐–๐€๐‘๐๐ˆ๐๐†๐’.
family secrets plague all, but only few have true evil living among them. without knowing, these two teens unknowingly get mixed up in the tattered mess of family secrets finally coming into view.


























































































































































...in which a girl is forced to move to the suburbs with newlyweds in hopes to be reformed from her party lifestyle. But with her new found wild friends, that never seems to stop, even in perfect suburbia. And even more chaos ensues when her flirty college bound neighbor starts actively trying to be apart of her life. But all of that comes to a standstill, when murder and death becomes more and more apart of her life, not knowing that the people she lives with are the cause of it all.




























































































and logically the last thing I should have on my mind, but I want you there sometimes.







































IVY QUINN: the wild child of the Quinn clan. Everyone knew her, how dangerous her chaotic personality was. She could make anyone bend at her will with just a smile. Sure, she could be dangerous, but she never had bad intentions. She never actively was out to make someone's life miserable. She was just a good person with a lot of influence. Ivy wished people knew that, but they would just determine her as a spoiled little rich bitch.

Ivy didn't have the greatest life growing up, she grew up on material love, but she ached for the love that was supposed to live within her parents. They weren't her support system, her parents would rather fixate on their hippy methods rather than their youngest daughter slipping away. Her sister was her savior, always picking her up when the girl was down. Love Quinn was the mom Ivy needed, the older girl was carrying the family on her back, Ivy and Forty were messes, and Love was more than happy to clean up after them.

Moving to the suburbs wasn't exactly Ivy's dream, she was freshly eighteen and a year away from being able to escape everything. Ivy counted her days until she was able to leave for college and leave her family behind. Ivy couldn't be a Quinn anymore, after Fourty's death, things were different, secretive. The young girl was still in the dark about his death, she was immediately shut down when she asked. Her family was deteriorating with each day that passed, all that was left was Love's new family. Which felt as if Ivy wasn't meant to be a part of.

Ivy never liked the fast-paced relationship that Love dived into. The girl stood by watching this liar come into her life and turn everything upside down. Ivy has never fully forgiven Joe for lying to them about his name and who he was in general. The suspicion that she had the moment they met, never fully faded. It was clear that Joe wasn't the biggest fan of the girl, she knew he saw her as a pest, something that needed to be exterminated.

She tried to be happy, but this fake life just wasn't what she needed. It lacked substance, mistakes can't be made, everything needs to be perfect, all insecurities will get picked apart by the seagulls of Madre Linda. Ivy put on a brave face, never daring to show anyone her weaknesses. Her friends were always temporary, they never meant much to her and the ones she's made in Madre Linda aren't any different. She thought this was all temporary, all until she met a certain brunette that was very interested in the guarded youngest Quinn.

Ivy never wanted to get attached to anyone from here, knowing that nothing here was going to last long. But his flirty smile made her forget her whole plan. He was different, with one look it felt like they'd known each other for eternity. Ivy never had felt like this, a boy shouldn't make her feel like this. This boy should never want to be an active part of her life, she was just going to ruin him, like her family always does, but he didn't care. And she liked that, even if there was a risk, they were in it together.

Ivy never thought this would be how her life turned out, she thought it would get better, but with the death of her neighbor and suspicious behavior coming from her sister and her brother-in-law, she knew things were going to only get worse. She never thought that the people she trusted could turn out to be monsters in disguise, she never thought she would lose the person that she cared about the most to a man that was crazier than she expected. The drama of Madre Linda was the least of her problems as she began to get pulled into the death and secrecy seems to follow the Quinn's. Suddenly, the boy next door is the least of her worries.
















































































๐–๐€๐‘๐๐ˆ๐๐†๐’ !
โค๏ธŽ โ‡ข โ› ๐–ฒ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—’ ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—๐–บ๐—‚๐—‡๐—Œ ๐—†๐–บ๐—๐—Ž๐—‹๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—๐–พ๐—‡๐—
๐—Œ๐—Ž๐–ผ๐— ๐–บ๐—Œ, ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—…๐–พ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ, ๐—Œ๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€ ๐—…๐–บ๐—‡๐—€๐—Ž๐–บ๐—€๐–พ, ๐–ป๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐–ฝ,
๐—€๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ, ๐—†๐–พ๐—‡๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—Œ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—Œ๐—Ž๐–ป๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ ๐–บ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—Œ๐–พ, ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ
๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ ๐—†๐–บ๐—๐—Ž๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—†๐–พ๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‰๐—‚๐–ผ๐—Œ.












































































































๐“๐‡๐„ ๐“๐Ž๐‘๐๐€๐ƒ๐Ž ๐–๐€๐‘๐๐ˆ๐๐†๐’ ๐‚๐€๐’๐“
๐ŸŒ—โœจโ›โ ”โ ‘๐ŸŒ—โœจโ›โ ”โ ‘๐ŸŒ—โœจโ”โ”โ”โ”โ”


๐ˆ๐•๐˜ ๐๐”๐ˆ๐๐...๐—๐–บ๐—…๐–พ๐—’ ๐—…๐—Ž ๐—‹๐—‚๐–ผ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–ฝ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‡
โ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—…๐–พ๐–พ๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—‹ โž
โ” ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด...








๐“๐‡๐„๐Ž ๐„๐๐†๐‹๐„๐‘...๐–ฝ๐—’๐—…๐–บ๐—‡ ๐–บ๐—‹๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—…๐–ฝ
โ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—“๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—‹ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—๐–ผ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ โž
โ” ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜บ...






๐‚๐‹๐€๐”๐ƒ๐ˆ๐€ ๐–๐„๐‹๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐†๐“๐Ž๐...๐–ป๐—‹๐—‚๐–บ๐—‡๐—‡๐–พ ๐—๐—ƒ๐—Ž
๐€๐‹๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐Ž๐ ๐‚๐Ž๐๐‘๐€๐ƒ...๐–พ๐—‹๐—‚๐—‡๐—‡ ๐—๐–พ๐—Œ๐—๐–ป๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„
๐“๐‡๐Ž๐Œ๐€๐’ ๐‡๐€๐‘๐‹๐„๐˜...๐—†๐—‚๐–ผ๐—๐–บ๐–พ๐—… ๐–ผ๐—‚๐—†๐—‚๐—‡๐—ˆ
๐˜๐Ž๐” ๐‚๐‡๐€๐‘๐€๐‚๐“๐„๐‘๐’...๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‚๐—‹ ๐—‹๐–พ๐—Œ๐—‰๐–พ๐–ผ๐—๐—‚๐—๐–พ ๐–บ๐–ผ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—Œ






















๐—”๐—จ๐—ง๐—›๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—ฆ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ง๐—˜.

HI SO I LOVE THEO SOOOOOOO IVE BEEN DEBATING ON MAKING A FIC ABOUT HIM AND IMPULSIVELY DID IT!!

I LOVE THE PLOT AND I LOVE MY BABIES!! I SEE THEM BEING AN ICONIC ON AND OFF AGAIN COUPLE BUT DONT @ ME!

And I only own the plot lines of Ivy, Cindy, Hilary, and Jonah. I own nothing for the rest of the YOU characters and the overall plot for the show. All rights reserved to the creators of YOU.








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