Fire

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I wipe my tears and sit up. "Get over yourself." I tell myself. I took off my clothes and put on a shirt and laid in bed. I can't calm down. I can't sleep. I never can. I get up open my window. The moon light shining directly into my room is calming. My mother always lights candles when she gets like this. So I decide to. I get up and find some matches. I look at the fire as I light it. Then I light one of my candles and close my eyes. The darkness is key. I feel at peace. I need to stay like this. Before I realize I am taken into a deep sleep.

I wake up cool and refreshed. I get my book bag and things together and head for a shower. The shower is cool and quick and once I'm out I'm getting dressed. I decide to wear some blue jeans a white shirt and a gray cardigan. I put on some pearl earrings and pull my hair up into a ponytail. I look at myself in the mirror and smile. "You're strong kid." I say.

I walk downstairs to find my mother cooking breakfast. "Good morning!" She said happily. I smiled. "Hello." I say sweetly. "You look nice." My father said. I smiled again. "Thank you." I said. "Where are my little brother and sister?" I asked my mother, I had a little brother sister they were twins, Jonathan and Cecelia. I also had an older brother, Alex, and an older sister her name is Azaelia. My sister is at university studying the sciences and literature while my brother is too studying criminal justice. I have no idea what I'd like to do. So I'll just wait until the time comes. "Their already off to school." My mother said. My mother grabbed her purse and was ready to leave. She grabbed a donut and handed me one. "Would you like one?" She asked politely. "Yeah." I take it and eat it. "I'm leaving in forty-five minutes so I'll make sure to clean everything up!" My dad said to my mother. "Thank you!" She said as she was out the door.

"Have a good day Violet!" My mother said to me as I was walking on my way to school. "You too." I say sweetly. Something about me today is different. Once I arrive school I change my attitude. Only towards Lanie and Kelli am I truly myself. "Vi!" Kelli grabs my attention. "How was that date?" She says winking hilariously. "Good." I say smiling. "He's hot." She said. "Who? Harold?" I ask. "Harold? I thought his name was Harry?" She said. "Yeah, but I call him Harold." I say. "Well yeah 'Harold' is hot." She said. "Yeah I know." I said. "Well do you honestly like him?" She asked me. "I don't know I don't want anything to happen again." I say. "It won't. If he honestly likes you just how Lanie describes him, you two will be fine together." She said with a smile. "I hope." I say shyly. "Where is Lanie?" I question. "She's at home, not feeling well." She says. "Oh well I'll have to call and see how she is later." I say. "Yeah, you should." Kelli said.

A boy walks up to me a Kelli. "Hey vi!" He says. "Who are you?" I question. "Your future boyfriend." He says. Me and Kelli laugh. "Oh you're so funny." I say. "How?" He questions. "Honestly. As if." I say. "Come on but I heard you rarely turn down people." He said. "Please please just let me take you out once." He begged. "No." I said not even looking at him. "Why?" He asked me. "I don't date, I don't go out. Relationships aren't me." I say. "Well we will do anything you'd like!" He said begging me. "Listen, kid." I say eyeing him up and down. "I'd love to but I'm with someone." I say. "Who?" He asks. "Why does it fucking concern you?" I ask. "Oh yeah." He says looking down. "He's a guy a perfect guy. And try again when I'm not already fucking someone." I say and walk away.

Kelli follows me. "You're already fucking Harry?!" She asked. "Do you even know me?" I asked her. "True true." She said. "We have biology first so we might as well head to class." Kelli said and we were on our way. School was the same. I work hard to pass and move on with my life. I only talk to Kelli and Lanie. I ignore everyone else because their business isn't mine. I turn in work on time to at least have a good grade, I don't really care about tests. After school Kelli goes to photography classes and Lanie has dance classes so I just go home and read. My parents know I go out at night but the thing is I have to lie to them.

I've had to lie to them for a few months now because I can't be kept at home. I can't. I have struggled with mental health in the past because of this. But now I believe I am strong and I can keep up. At 2:15 our bell rings and it is time for us to leave. Kelli gives me a hug and tells me goodbye as I do the same and walk in the opposite direction. I haven't told her yet about what happen, about my mental break down last night. I shouldn't tell anyone it'll only bring worry. As I am walking home I reach in my backpack to pull out my phone. I can't find it. Shit. Instead of stressing out I am so very sure I just left it in my room. So I'll calm down. I look up at the sky. What a wonderful artistic view. I wish I could do art again. I was very into it.

My art was very abstract and no one understood it but that's the meaning of art. It's not meant to be understood. I stop by the store buy three canvases, some new paint and paint brushes and I am on my way back home. As I am approaching my house I see Harry's car parked in front of my home. Fuck. Of course he would come to my house. I pull out my keys and open my front door. I walk in to see them all sitting in the living room having a conversation. Harry has a long sleeve black shirt on with some black jeans and boots.

My mother looks to me. "Violet, hey you're twenty minutes late than your usual time." She said eyeing me up and down. Harry eyed me up and down and looked down. "I stopped by the store on my way home. I bought some art supplies. Thought I'll get into art again." I say setting my bags and things on the table. "Violet. This is Harry he said he's your friend and he's quite a nice guy." My father said. "Hello Violet." Harry said. "Harold." I simply said. "You left your phone in my car." He said handing me my phone. I take it from his hand. "I'll be back I need to use the restroom." Harry said excusing himself. "Harry is also an artist. His tattoos he's done them himself." My mother said. "That's cool." I said.

"He's smart, graduating from a private high school this year." My father said. "And that concerns me? He's only a friend. Well maybe not even that I rarely speak to him. Lanie and Kelli know him better." I said and grabbed my bags and began to walk up stairs. Harry following me. "You're like a plague Harold." I said. "One that is always with you? Than yes. I am a plague." He said smiling. I opened my room and set the bags on my desk. "I love your room." He said look at all my decorations. "Yes okay, but why are you here?" I asked him. "Because, you're a great person. I feel as if we should be friends." He said. "I'm fine." I said. His lips look so full I honestly wish I could
Kiss him. And I can so I will, when the time is right of course.

"Listen, I want you to understand. About last night, I don't want to make it seem like you're with me just to have sex with me you understand? I don't want to make it seem like I'm just using you." He said. He's so sweet. I am so fragile now. He's melted me, he obviously knows how. I look him in the eyes. "No one uses me. I use them." I said without any expression. "That's why I like you." He said. "Why?" I asked. "Because you're strong, defiantly fun and shit you're just damn amazing." He said laughing. I laugh back and mock him. "And you're just damn amazing." I said laughing. He laughed back. "See there she goes! The amazing and beautiful Violet!" He says. "Yeah yeah yeah." I say.

"So, Violet. Will you honestly and generously take my hand in this wonderland we call life and attempt to conquer it?" He asked me. I smile. "Are you asking me to marry you?" I question. "Okay let me make it simple. Will you be my girlfriend." He said. "Too simple." I say. "Um....will you go out with me?" He said. "Still too simple!" I say laughing. "I'm not a simple girl you know." I say smiling. "Hmm...let me make it your style." He said. And I look at him. He's hilarious. He grabs a small paint brush and puts it between his lips. He pulls it out and acts like he's smoking. "Listen, Violet. Will you fucking fuck me and at least date me. I guess." He said mimicking my voice. we both laugh. I playfully hit him. "Harry you ass!" I say. "Ah! You called me Harry!" He said teasing me. "Whatever....Harold!" I say laughing.

"And yes of course I will." I say smiling. He smiles back I hug him and his arms are wrapped around my waist. He's so warm. "Paint me!" He said giggling and posing. "I'm not good with portraits but I'll work on it!" I said laughing. He pulls me into a kiss and smiles as he kisses me. He looks at me and kisses my cheek. "I have to go home Violet. But I'll make sure to see you tomorrow." He said. "I'll be busy, what about this weekend?" I said. "Sounds good babe." He said. His voice made he words 100 times better. "See you later." He said smiling. "Yeah see you." I said smiling. My heart was filled with emotion. I was about to cry tears of joy. He's amazing. So amazing. I better not mess this up.