Violet Rose,
the definition of perfect as she grew up in a family with fame obsessed parents. Never has it been easy for her, publishing her own first book at seventeen, her parents wanting her to get married at twenty three.
But what if there's a m...
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Violet Rose:
“No, I’m just saying I think you should go for a run again.” mom suggests at the dinner table, as my grip around my fork only tightens.
I didn’t tell anyone about the incident last week, nor did I talk about what happened at the signing event.
Logan hasn’t talked to me since that day. I mean not that I mind, I don’t really care- mhm..
My parents miss him though which is weird but I get it. He’s like perfect and shit.
I already donated the money to his company. I made like 5000 bugs at the event and just threw 1 million on it to be nicer.
I don’t know why but I think he hates me. You’re so dumb.
He still hasn’t called me about it and I’m slowly getting worried, maybe he didn’t even get it. But then again, I didn’t tell anyone that it was me who donated the money so it’s fair.
I have just been spending the past week inside, working. But mom wants me to go for a run to apparently lose weight. It’s slowly beginning to annoy me.
I can’t go for a run again. It’s dangerous and I’m scared.
I have no idea who that man was nor do I know why he wanted to take me with him so badly, but when I asked Logan if he knew the guy he told me he didn’t.
But it seemed like they know each other. I feel like he didn’t tell me the truth.
So here we have cold Logan once again. I’ve known him for about a month and a half now and the last few weeks he’s been so nice. Why does he keep changing his opinion on me?
I don’t work at his home anymore, I don’t see the other guys anymore and that’s really annoying. I love the guys.
I would never admit it but I miss Logan’s presence. He always knows how to make me laugh and I’m pretty comfortable around him, not many people can do that. I just want to know what I did wrong.
“Yeah, I know.” I answer bluntly, eating my last bite of the salad mom made to day. Salad is literally the only thing I get lately. I’m just so fucking tired.
She smiles, grabbing my plate to put it in the dishwasher. “How far are you with your book?” dad smiles, resting his elbows on the table and putting his chin in between his hands.
“I’ll probably finish it by next week.” I answer as mom and dad both give me satisfied nods. “We’re so proud of you, honey. Tell us when you finished it, we should celebrate.” mom lays her hands on my shoulders.
