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(Y/N)'s POV
(Y/N): Ughhh.
I had just woken up with the worst headache in my life and my body felt weak. The first thing I realized was that I wasn't in my own bed. Instead, I saw that I was in Violet's. I was trying to remember how I got here, but everything after the party was a little hazy. Even though I felt like I could collapse at any moment I forced myself to get up only for me to immediately sit down in the chair for Violet's desk.
(Y/N): How much did I drink last night?
My head was spinning making it hard to focus on my surroundings. I rested my head on the edge of Violet's desk with my eyes looking at the ground. Something caught my eye and it was one of the desk's draws that was slightly open. I could see what appeared to be an envelope with my name on it.
(Y/N): It can't be.
I took it out of the draw and saw that it was open. I took out the piece of paper from the letter and read it. I felt a great deal of pain and sadness from the lovely words that Juliet had written along with anger because Violet read this and hid it from me. Even though it was going to be hard because I still felt terrible I was going to confront her right now. I got up and went to the door only for it to be locked. I fumbled trying to unlock it, but I couldn't find the lock. I looked to see that the door knob was turned around so it locked from the hallway. I banged on the door in anger a few times before I had to go back to the chair.
(Y/N): *heavy breathing* Why do you have this?
It wasn't long before the door opened and I saw Violet in her pink bathrobe, with wet hair, and carrying a tray of food. As soon as she saw me out of bed with the letter in hand her expression went cold and dark.
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Violet: What are you doing out of bed?
Her voice was cold and emotionless.
(Y/N): Why do you have this?1
I said holding it up.
Violet: Get back in bed.
(Y/N): Why did you open it, hide it from me, and then lie about it?!
Violet: Don't yell at me.
She put the tray of food down and started walking toward me.
Violet: I will not tell you again. Get in bed.
I mustered up all my strength and tried to run past her, but it felt like trying to run in a dream. I made it into the hallway.
(Y/N)'s mind: Should I go to my room or try to get outside?
