♛•Selcouth•♛

• a new start •

✘t/w's✘

- drug abuse

- alcohol abuse

- light physical abuse

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✧narrator✧

viola reid had always been the youngest. she was the youngest child, the youngest in her year at school, and was now the youngest in her university course. she was also the youngest of her friends, even if there was only three of them.

it wasn't that viola hated being the youngest, ultimately it made no difference. but there was always someone who had to say something about it, whether it was verbally or through their actions. the whole thing had gotten old, and she was sick of it.

∞ viola ∞

"you know, you don't always have to babysit me when something goes wrong." viola moaned, running a hand through the hair that was falling in front of her face. she definitely needed a shower. cirilla looks over at her, giving her a grumpy smile with squinted eyes. it doesn't matter what viola says - she's not gonna take no for an answer. "i know we don't have to, but we are. that's what best friends do, you dumb bitch."

viola laughs, shaking her head a little, trying to hide the small wave of annoyance as her hand grips the door handle a little tighter. "can you stop bitching about the fact we're coming to look after you and let us in? it's fucking freezing out here." ophelia's never been one to tip toe around things. she really will just say it straight, people don't like that all that much.

"fine, but if you're really gonna coddle me about this you better have at least brought my favourite snacks." viola grumbled, turning to the side - holding the door open and letting the pair rush in towards the kitchen counter.

"um, excuse you? who the fuck do you think we are? amateurs?" ophelia clapped back, and viola laughed again - making her way around the counter to cuddle into her side. "sorry for being grumpy. you know how it is. i love you guys, i don't mean to be rude."

ophelia scoffed, as if it was obvious, wrapping an arm around viola's small shoulders. viola knew that she didn't need to tell her that anyway. "ciri, you said you were just going to the shop for some pasta sauce, did you really lie to me so you could go get ophelia and...all this stuff? what exactly is this stuff anyway?" she questioned, almost forgetting at the devious plan the two had conjured.

"well lucky for you, i have the iconic ciri's 'everything you need to get over a break up' pack right here for you." cirilla squeals, almost like she's excited that it's happened. "we've got all your favourites - we've got chocolate fudge brownie ice cream, we've got haribos - the sour ones, we've got pringles, and flaming cheetos, and we've got-" 

viola stopped listening after a short minute, her mind drifting into the void. going through a break up was really fucking hard, she knew that, but a long term relationship break up that was filled with betrayal? that was something else entirely.

✧narrator✧

viola knew her friends wanted what was best for her. she knew they just cared and wanted to help, but she couldn't get her mind off what her heart was going through. viola had met luke in high school - she often tells people it was love at first sight. they were an odd match, with viola being well liked but out of the spotlight (she was just the girl that was kind to everyone but never really did much of anything) and luke being the height of popularity paired with being on the schools cross country, athletics and swimming team.