She is pouring sugar on a sundae and you are pouring salt on an open wound.

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Junipers POV

After about a second week spent at Ms.Esthume's house after the court case I realised that I was homesick. Crazy right? Homesick was something I could never imagine myself becoming. But I don't think it was the people I missed, it was more of the place. Having a space I could call all mine, that aesthetically I was responsible for. That's what I was missing the most, the physical security, because emotionally Violette was providing pretty well for me. I just can't imagine how she's feeling. It seems she's never had a place to call home or a place that was all hers. She slept on a couch for christ's sake. As I sat on the mid portion of the glassy spiral staircase, waiting for someone to come home to unlock my room door, I suddenly heard a comforting voice. Or atleast one that use to be.

"No Audrey, I'm still here"I heard Junius correct as the enormous front door closed shut. I know it isn't nice to eavesdrop but I was eager to know where there relationship stood because it was shocking enough that they were still together. "Yeah, I told her" Junius confirmed. "Well she forgave me, and dropped the charges.....So I have no reason to be mad"I heard junius utter mindlessly  

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