Tears Of Insanity

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

     The next day my phone starts to go off, waking me from my slumber. I grumble under my breath as I answer it. 

     "Is this Violet?" I rub my eyes and say that I am her. 

     "Oh well this girl you've put all over the city, umm she's gone, miss." I heard movement on the other side, so I sat up. This news was shocking and I had to ensure that I heard the person on the call correctly. She was just in town yesterday afternoon. 

     "What do you mean gone?" I ask curiously but worried at the same time. I attempt to not sure the amount of concern that is in my voice. I didn't want to scare the caller away. 

     "Some woman was taking her to the airport and I work there so I helped them board the plane, but I'm old. I don't remember where they were going." Why would you help them board the plane? 

     "Thank you," I say, trying to be calm, but instead of just hanging up the phone I throw it across the room with too much force that it shattered. She was right here. One moment she was here and the next, someone is telling me, she's gone. Something inside me cracked and I started to cry and rip the pillows. I needed to scream, so I walked outside and fell on my knees before letting everything out. I felt arms around me in that sudden moment.

     "Violet, we'll find her," Tom soothingly said. He rubbed my back as we were both on our knees outside. I knew one of them would come out here. The commotion that I had made could cause the whole city of San Fransico to arrive at my knees. I shook my head and let a few tears go as I started to rip the grass out of the ground. Every blade had to be torn. All the dirt had to be thrown. Just get it out. Let it be free. Let me be free. I knew that Tom was growing concerned, but I couldn't help it. The insanity, however large I may have it, was grasping at me like I am its tank of oxygen. I had kept it under control for too long and I needed to lose it. I started to shake my head uncontrollably as well as my hands. I felt my body lose all its control and shake as my teeth started to grit. 

     "We should get you back home, Vi." I couldn't nod or respond to him, but he was able to pick me up. Plenty of things were happening and I watched as both Tom and Veronica's bodies passed me. They were working quickly and I couldn't help because I couldn't contain myself anymore. She was so close and I let her slip through my fingers. If I had just looked for her better around the fountain, she might be here with me and my mind wouldn't have exploded. Soon we were, yet again, sitting in airplane seats where I felt like a child as Veronica strapped me in and when we landed my brother was already waiting for us there.

    "Don't run off like that ever again! I'm going to take you to Dr. Anderson myself this time," he said sternly while driving. Thomas decided to take Veronica home, but I knew that they couldn't see me in this state. They were scared of me and that was the one thing I didn't want. If they were scared of me, the sight that I must be is terrifying. I know because of the countless nurses that have told me so when this happened. My body quit shaking, but my hands were still in a frenzy. I didn't want to see the doctor because I knew I would be put on home arrest, but this time I had no choice. When we got in the driveway I suddenly started to scream out of nowhere. I felt like I couldn't breathe and I was being taken. 

     "Violet. Violet! What's wrong?" Nathan questioned as he was taking off my seatbelt. I got out of the door, but when I tried to stand I fell. I started to ball again and this time couldn't stop. I saw him shake his head as we went inside the house. He was disappointed in what I have become. He was no longer a caring older brother, he was pushy and demanding. He wanted me to get better, but that health was going to come by force and I knew it. He didn't hug me or anything while I cried my way into the office. 

     "Violet you're going to have to explain what happened to you," Dr. Anderson said while we sat in the old worn brown couch in his office. I could smell the medicine and I could hear the screams. Everyone here was crazy, just like me, but I couldn't stay here. I need to keep myself in key until I find my sister. I didn't say a word until my phone started to ring. Michelle was calling me and I didn't know whether I could answer or not. Nathan got the phone off the table then handed it to me, so I answered.

     "Violet. You need to come to this fashion show I'm having in New York. Oh, it will be so much fun, you just have to come." The excitement in her voice was obvious and I wanted to go, so I could get out of this place. Nathan and the doctor thought it would be a great idea for me to go as long as someone, other than Michelle, went with me. They thought it could help the depressive swings that I was having due to this unhealthy obsession I had in finding my dead sister. I knew Nathan couldn't come since he had work and we couldn't risk that. Veronica is going to come with me as I already knew Thomas was going to go. It's his sister and they have all the money in the world. When we were back in the car, Nathan started to give me a lecture until we arrived at the Cooper household. 

     "You stay with Veronica at all times. You answer the phone when I call you. You do not leave anyone's side while you are there. You are not mentally well to drink, so don't drink. I don't want you driving nor do I want you sleeping alone in your hotel room. You need to get better and this fashion show will be good for you. It will help you get a little happier and no more trying to find Jessica, you understand me. You have to let her go!" 

     Veronica should already be here and it was proven to me when she ran out of the house. My small suitcase in her hand and a smile plastered on her face. 

     "We have to board a plane again. You going to be alright?" she asks me, "well, of course, it will be Michelle's private jet, but I don't know about your health." She spoke to me with sympathy. Her eyes were dilated and her hands were twisting behind her back. I only nodded in response as we went inside the home, but I waved to my brother before being completely indoors. I knew he was trying; I couldn't blame him for trying to be my guardian. I simply wish that my mind had the capacity to handle such situations. We were having an okay time. We were going off something so huge in San Fransico and my mind decided that the success was enough. 

     "Come on! Come on! The helicopter won't wait any longer," exclaimed Michelle as she jumped up and down the next morning. I saw the helicopter and felt my nerves go insane like my mind. I was a nervous flyer on airplanes, never had I been on a helicopter and there was a good reason for that. I don't want to puke everywhere and I don't want to go crazy. 

     "It'll be fun. I promise." I gulped as I walked on board of the helicopter with all of my friends. They all watched me intently and that made my nerves go more insane than usual. I prayed that we would land soon. We had to land soon.