You & I・❥・(Graham Coxon)

Rekindling・❥・

Violet POV

i surf thru the telly like i always do at this time of the day. tho, today there's nothing interesting- maybe it's because today is monday! dull television day i reckon. this is quite infuriating to be honest, i have been sat here for a good hour just switching between the same channels over and over again.

my eyes light up and i put out my cigarette when i find some reality tv show going on, it's generic but whatever. it'll do for today but as soon as i lean back into the sofa a commercial break pops up.

i scoff and out of anger, throw the tv remote against the wall with full force while mumbling profanities. it shatters and falls into hundreds of little pieces on the ground. i sigh and get up, not to collect the little pieces but to open the front door. the bell is going off suddenly, someone is here. i think it is the security guard or landlord maybe? someone regarding my flat rent probably.

first i lose my only source to entertainment and now there's an uninvited guest. nothing is going right today! i think to myself while opening the door and i am forced to stop mid though when i see who is standing right in front of me.

i lean my head against the door to fully take in what's happening slowly. it's graham. he is stood right outside of my flat and i haven't seen him in what feels like decades.

he shoots me a reluctant yet happy smile which is followed by him blushing a bit and giggling nervously, "hello" he says in a small voice.

"hello" a slight smile appears on my face too. i think i was angry at him a few months ago for not saying anything about me and avoiding me, he became a ghost but now that i am seeing him in front of me in the light of the day, i want to talk.

i motion for him to enter my flat and close my door when he does.

he takes a look at me and a worrisome expression on his face comes about. i also look down at myself to see what he's seeing. yeah i get it. i don't look like myself. i haven't changed my clothes in a while and i probably look tired and sleepy. i am always that way. even after sleeping in every single day, i still feel slow and tired.

"it's like we have switched places-" graham mumbles almost, regarding my appearance. he is talking about the time i went to his flat after receiving his drunk voicemails and i saw him just being miserable and looking disheveled.

"more like we are meeting at the same place." i gaze at him, he is not doing so well himself either. he hasn't changed, not even a bit compared to that day. only difference is he was laying on the sofa that day and now he is stood up.

he chuckles nervously yet again, "that's awful violet- about us-"

he hasn't changed but i think i have. i don't trust graham anymore, why has he just shown up to my house randomly? what does he want? see, i never know what is going on in this man's head. it's very hard to read him.

"what's awful is you avoiding me everywhere, keeping your mouth shut especially when you need to say something the most-" i speak truthfully, maybe that was quite blunt but this is how i feel.

"v-" he speaks.

"it's violet." i cut him off. him calling me a nick name is getting annoying now. maybe it's just a bad day today or i am in a bad mood.

"you avoided me too! at parties and- what not- it's like- we- we mutually agreed to avoid each other without verbalizing it- erm- i don't know what happened or how it happened but- here we are. " he explains himself.

i fold my arms and look at him.

"have you been outside these past few days? " he takes a look around my flat, it's messy.