Dance For Me

We Could Be Free

*Devonie POV*

"Vi! Come get your shoes on!"

It's been a day, that's for sure. Some days are better than others, but today isn't one of those days.

"Okay, mommy!"

I'm worried about Jonah, since he's learned about Violet, he hasn't gone a day without messaging me, even if it's just for information about her, but since he cancelled on me last week, I haven't heard a word. It's not like him, and the last time I had this feeling, he got shot, it was in the thigh, but I was still fucking scared.

I sit down on the white carpeted floor by the front door as my 3 and a half foot daughter comes zooming in from the bedroom.

I haven't been able to afford a nice two bedroom apartment, so we've been staying here, in the one bedroom. Violet sleeps in the large queen sized bed with me, and I don't mind it, most nights. Some nights I'll stay up crying in the living room, wishing I could give her more than what I have.

My stomach growls but I force myself to ignore the hunger I've been feeling for the last two days. I can only buy enough food so that Violet is eating healthy, if there's any leftovers, I'll have them, but it's rare. I usually just push down my hunger with a cigarette until I get to work, I'll eat some food from there.

"Where are we going?" The four year old girl, with long, wavy brown hair smiles up to me as she sits down on the carpet in front of me.

"We're going to play at the park before you go see aunty." I haven't been able to find a daycare to take her on such short notice yet, so when my sister, Vera, leaves, I don't know what I'll do. I'll have to quit Sanctuary and find somewhere new.

As I slip on the light up velcro Barbie shoes on to the tiny feet of the small girl, who's bright hazel eyes won't leave my face with a large smile. She looks just like her father, it's almost torture.

I love Violet, and I love Jonah, but not having him here, really hurts, but I'm the only one to blame for that.

"I'm ready!" Violet springs up to her feet, dressed in her light blue jeans and pink sweater. Her large smile, always makes me smile.

"Okay, let's go." I reach to the small hook, I had Jonah hang for me when we first moved into the apartment, and I grab my purse.

By the time I turn around, Violet is already sprinting out the door, with a light squeal. I follow close behind her as I take a hair tie off my wrist and I begin gathering my long brown hair to tie it back.

"Slow down, please!" I call out as I watch Violet take a fast turn to the stairs.

My phone begins to vibrate in the back pocket of my black jeans and I let out a huff. Throwing my hair into the messiest bun it's probably ever been in, I pull out my phone and I race down the stairs after Violet, who only sped up when I asked her to do the opposite.

Answering the call, I walk quickly down the flights of stairs as I try to find Violet, I know she's still in the building, I can hear her giggle echo off the walls.

"Yeah?" I call out to whoever is on the other line as I hear Violet trying to open the main door to the apartment building.

"Dev?" I push through the feeling of my body trying to freeze as I hear Jonah's voice on the other line.

I'm glad he's okay, Jonah had never been one to go MIA, without at least telling someone first. He didn't tell me, and he didn't tell Corbyn, so something had to of been seriously wrong.

"Jo, is everything okay?"

I've never lost any love for the man who helped bring our daughter into the world. He's still been a constant thought in the back of my mind, but it's always been something I've tried to push away. It's been three, long ass years, and I shouldn't feel this way for a man who called me a mistake.