𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐄 ᵖᵉᵃᵏʸ ᵇˡⁱⁿᵈᵉʳˢ

𝟐𝟐, new associations

XII. 1921

    "YOU TOOK AGES TO WAKE UP Y'KNOW. I waited all night and nothing. I go for a bit and come back to find you with him, having a little catch up."

"We waited two years and we got nothing from you." He grunted back.

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"I don't know what you want me to say. I'm not gonna apologise for not writing, because I wouldn't mean it. I'm not gonna explain myself because I don't owe anyone that. And we both know what you would have done if I told you I was leaving." She answered calmly, "Is there anything else you want?"

What else did he want? He thought. "...no."

"So Chester's still here? And you've got Darby on your back too, taking your teeth out like a demon dentist. You are not having a fun day, Thomas, are you?"

"Nope." He stared at his sister as she sat there. As if her brother wasn't in a hospital bed.

She leaned forward, moving closer to the bed, "Your eye looks so bizarre."

"Why are you here?" He asked.

She sat back after getting a good look at his eye, wondering how long it would be all weird looking, "well I heard about our Ada and I wasn't a fan of what Sabini did to her. Last time I checked, she wasn't the one going against the mad man. It was you," She explained, "and here I find you, worse than her."

"Why are you here Vivian? Now?" He asked sternly, he looked pissed off.

"You're hurt."

"Not good enough" he muttered under his breath.

Vivian scoffed at his remark, "how's grace?"

—

Tommy fell in and out of sleep after the nurse gave him some painkillers. When he was a wake he would either look through Vivian as if wasn't there or kick her out but she always came back in.

When the nurse came in, Tom was about to start an argument with his sister, but before he could, the nurse practically shoved the medicine into his mouth.

Whenever Vivian was alone with the woman, she sat back observing her as she did her job. She learned her name was Edith. And her birthday was the next day, turning twenty nine. She had a son. His father died in the last few months of war. She lived with her two sisters and grandmother. By the time night fell, she admitted to Vivian that she was a very private person that 'wasn't much of a talker'.

Edith kept Vivian company over the next few hours and told Vivian whenever the family or blinders arrived so she could move herself elsewhere.

Vivian wasn't up for a big family reunion nor was she in the mood.

"Why are you still here?" He groaned as he set eyes on her.

"Because you can't physically remove me because, at the moment, you're a bit broken." They were sat in silence for a few minutes, maybe ten, when she got up and walked out.

She needed a break. She sped past the sick and the suffering and pushed open the heavy doors. She stood at the top of the steps and pulled out her flask and took a big swing. The sky was black and empty. The sound of chaos and fun was distance but she still heard it.