It’s not what you expect—at least, I hope not.
Ivan & BelleRated: T – dark, ends up nicely though
Summary: “Ivan?” He exchanges his favorite Baby Phat shoes because he doesn’t want to remember her trying to teach him how to dance. IvanIsabelle.
Genre: Romance/Angst
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He exchanges his favorite Baby Phat shoes because he doesn’t want to remember her trying to teach him how to dance. He doesn’t even wear boots anymore. His shoes are trainers now.
Even though he swears he’ll never wear them again the day before, Ivan still wears them the next day. Even if they do make his feet itch and red.
He exchanges his Hot Topic clothes for safer clothes because he doesn’t want to remember how she tells him he looks scary. Dark deep clothes turn into green, blue and yellow all so instantly.
Even though he swears he hates them and wants to change his clothes, he never does. Ivan still wears colorful clothes. Even if he does feel, hear and say that he looks like an idiot.
It’s because he is.
He exchanges his house for a cheaper, messier flat because he doesn’t want to remember that he took her there once to show him how it really looked like. Even though he swears he’ll get more money and get out of this house, he never does.
Even if there are dogs next door that won’t stop barking at night (he likes it now all of a sudden). Even if they do keep him awake the entire night. He takes pills at night so that he would stay awake because he doesn’t want to dream about her.
Even if his students have to nudge him awake. Even if he does have those thin circles around his eyes that haunt him in the mirror. It doesn’t matter so much anymore because he’s been on pills for ten years now.
Ivan moved out from Amity Park to Nashville because Amity Park has so many places, so many broken off memories that he wants—needs—to escape. But all in all…
He remembers telling her he loves her. And he still does.
Even if it breaks him.
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She exchanges her favorite diamond necklace because she doesn’t want to remember that she’s always been begging him for one.
Even though she swears that she’ll get a better necklace, she still wears a silver necklace with a black cat hanging over the line. Even if it actually does bring her bad luck.
Belle exchanges her perky, colorful clothes for black and gray clothes because she doesn’t want to remember how he’d tease her about her skirt, or her polka-dotted t-shirt.
Even if people avoid her more than ever. Even if it makes her look like a sadist and destroy the happiness of most holidays.
It explains why she doesn’t celebrate any holiday right now.
Belle changes her pink/purple bedroom into grayish black walls and icy frosty blue touching the tips of her windows. Belle doesn’t go out of the house much anymore anyways, so she keeps the blue paint to remind her of clouds.
Even if she used to love going out. Even if she feels alone.
Belle still stays in Amity Park because she doesn’t have any friends. Anybody to remind her of Ivan.
She still remembers telling him she hates him.
Even if it’s a lie that’s haunting her in everyway.
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She stares at the black sky. The moon shines.
She hears a knock on the door and even though she doesn’t want to answer it, she looks at her daughter who’s sleeping peacefully, without a word. She touches the doorknob and freezes in place.
But then opens the door anyways.
Then there’s a slip on the door.
It’s been ten years. I’m still in love with you.
—Ivan
And she stutters under her breath, ‘i-it can’t be.” And then she touches the tough edges of an address.
But it is.
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“Ivan?”
She’s still not certain as he opens the door and looks at her. The twenty eight year old gives a half-smile.
“Give me a minute to explain,” he’s been working on a speech and he doesn’t know how to say it, words are bubbling through his mind as he rambles. He quickly speaks. “I don’t know why I’m here again but I am. And I’ve been your daughter’s teacher for a long, long time—please, look at me! I’ve been stupid and selfish and I didn’t know anything until now. I know that I’ve done the biggest mistake of my life acting the way I did but I want to be back with you, point is ‘I love you’.”
And she wants to say it back but the thoughts in her mind suddenly destroy her opinion. “What makes you think I’d take you back after all you’ve done to me?!” she exclaims.
Even if there’s a soft “I love you too” sitting across her mind.
He flinches. Ivan looks at her, “I understand.”
Belle’s eyes widen. “But I am anyways. I love you too.” Finally the words slip out of her mouth. “But I don’t love Ivan.”
“And I don’t love Belle.”
Moments of silence before chortles and laughs fill in the air. It’s been so long since they’ve laughed but memories fill into their mind and they don’t care anymore as they look at each other.
“I love you, Ian.”
“I love you, too, Isabella.”
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Did you expect that at the end? 
By the way, you better say more than just two words. I actually thought through this and what to write even if it was fun. It took time if you'd believe me.
