Trapped

Chapter 30

Violet POV

I try to wrap my arms around Conner's waist to give him a hug but he is just frozen in place. I can't seem to connect my brain to my mouth so everything that is coming out isn't approved by my mind. I don't even know what I'm doing except I know I want him to hug me back, why isn't he moving?

"Conner what?" I slur out and he just remains looking down to me with wide eyes. Suddenly my arm is being tugged out of the kitchen, and he starts pulling me up the stairs. I have no idea where we are going but I can't help but keep laughing.

He opens the first door on the right as soon as we reach the top of the stairs and gently pulls me into the room.

When did we get upstairs?

Conner POV

I sit Violet down on the couch in the den where I had just been what seems like minutes ago. Probably because it was only minutes ago. I even left the TV on and my controller is still laying on the table. 

I look over to Violet sitting on the couch and she is just blankly looking into space with a smile on her lips. Jesus how much did she drink? I can't help but assume that this is also the first time she has had a drink as well.

I start pacing back and forth on the carpeted floor in front of the couch and look down to Violet whilst doing so. What scares me the most is that I didn't put this in the essay. She couldn't have possible known about this part of the dream unless she is some kind of mind reader. I didn't even tell Matt about this part.

How am I supposed to go about this? Should I just come right out and ask her? She let out a big yawn and started to look sleepy, so I decided that asking her right now would be the best way.

"Violet?" I pull her attention to me as I crouch down on the floor in front of the couch where she was sitting. She looks down to me and smiles wider. If this were any other situation I would be over the moon from that smile, but I have other things to worry about right now.

"What were you saying downstairs?" I ask her, she raises an eyebrow,

"Downstairs?" she questions 

"About you storming out of the hotel? Could you talk about what happened?" I ask slowly and she smiles again and nods, I let out a deep breath,

"Bu you can't tell Conner!" She almost jumps out of her seat when she says this. Can't tell Conner? How much has she had to drink and why the hell does she not want me to know?

"Okay I promise I won't tell him" I tell her and she calms back down

"Well...see we got to this hotel in Florida, and I had this dream of my parents and Conner was there and....wait what video game is this?" Her attention is pulled away to the TV screen so I reach over and turn it off,

"Violet keep going" I urge, my heartbeat is moving at a rapid pace and with the story shes telling its only going to get worse.

Ryan POV

After about an hour of talking to those girls, I realize how big of a dick I acted like in the car to Violet and set out to go find her.

Okay so maybe I knew at the time as well that what I was saying was hurtful and rude, but that's probably why I said them to her. Don't get me wrong I would never want to intentionally hurt her but I was just so upset with her. I'm still confused about how she is more than willing to give him a chance and not me, but then again only she knows what went on in that dream, so I can't really judge her feelings for him.

I was about to walk into the kitchen when in the corner of my eye I saw Conner pulling Violet up the stairs, with very little ease might I add. Was she drunk? Was this his fucking plan? To get her drunk so he can hook up with her? Ill be damned if I let that happen.