"But just know I'll wait. I'll wait for you to come back to me. Even if it's forever, even if it's in another life, I'll wait for you."
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After getting kicked out of her home, Violet Everstone finds herself spilling he...
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It's been weeks and Violet hasn't shown up at the lake or their cave and Angelica was losing her mind. She didn't know that it was possible to miss someone this much. She didn't know that she could spend hours laying on the grass, staring at the clouds as tear after tear dripped from her eye because she couldn't control them.
Nothing could make the ache in her heart disappear and every day she woke up with a tinge of hope only for it to burn away when she didn't get to see her most dearest person.
It was hell.
This morning, she woke up with the same hope still lit in her chest and she flew down the stairs, jumping over the cups of alcohol scattered on the ground and not even bothering to check if her father was awake or not on the couch, she left the tiny house and ran towards the lake.
Today, she felt different. She felt like she was going to see Violet and she couldn't run any faster to make sure whether she was right or not. When she turned the corner and saw a wisp of blond hair a beaming smile appeared on her face as her feet took her faster to her destination.
"Violet!" She exclaimed as she came to a stop next to the girl on the grass who was staring at the lake below them but Violet didn't answer her call.
"Violet?" Angelica whispered as she gently fell to her knees in front of the blonde girl and gently grasped her face and tilted it up so she could look into those beautiful hazel eyes.
Her eyes widened when they saw the dark circles rimming under her eyes, another fading bruise on her cheek and the tears streaking down her face. But most of all, she felt her heart drop when she saw how there was no sign of any emotion in Violet's eyes, they were simply blank, void, dead.
"Please talk to me, Vi," Angelica begged.
"I'm married, Angelica," Violet said, her voice not showing any kind of emotion and Angelica's hands fell from her face as she fell back on her butt. "W-what? What do you mean?"
"She locked me up until my wedding day after I tried to escape to come see you. She left me in that dark closet for days and there was nothing I could do." At the end of her sentence, her voice broke and that's when her face twisted in pure agony and the words kept flying out of her mouth, "She forced me to take his hand, he-he scares me so much, Angie."
"Why? Why does he scare you? Does he-does he hurt you, Violet?" Angelica asked, her heart beating so fast in her chest, her palms tightly gripping the grass underneath them as she waited for an answer.
"He touches me," Violet whispered and then she whimpered as more tears fell from her eyes. "He puts his hands on me and I hate it, I hate it so much and I want to rip my skin off of my body and-and-"
