𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜

𝚂𝚒𝚡

Violet was seated beside Van at the fire, wrapping her varsity jacket tighter around her. 
The group had been sitting in still silence, eyes to the ground or at the fire, barley moving, no one spoke until Laura Lee's soft sobs were heard. 
"Are you alright, Laura Lee?" Taissa asks softly.
"This is all my fault. I did something really bad. I kept screwing up in my piano lesson last week. Mrs. Brophy kept yelling at me. Sharp. F Sharp. F Sharp. I just...I couldn't take it anymore. So I called her a bad word. Just in my head, but, God heard me," Laura Lee sniffled.
"Now we're all being punished."
Violet makes eye contact with Van briefly before clearing her throat. "What did you call her?" 
Laura Lee looks around before meekly whispering "Cunt," 

Violet tries to keep a straight face, it cracks as soon as she heard Van begin to laugh beside her. 
Taissa nudges Van, but now Violet is laughing too, covering her face with her hands, leaning against Van. "Oh my god," Violet laughs into her hands. 
It's only a matter of seconds before the entire team breaks into a roars of laughter. 
"I steal shitty clothes from TJ Maxx " Lottie confesses. 
Violet snorts, "What?"
"Then I return them and get credit that I never use and I have thousands of dollars in T.J bucks."
Violet laughs, "Oh my god Lottie, are you serious?"
"I am, I am," she laughs.

"I used to sneak downstairs after everyone had gone to bed and watch The Color of Night so I could pause on Bruce Willis' wang" Jackie smirks, looking around the group. 
Violet laughs, shaking her head slightly.
"That's definitely why we crashed" Taissa laughs.
"I mean...Jeff's not bad but...Dam am I right?" 
The laughter dies down for a minute, the atmosphere severely less tense than 10 minutes ago. 
"What about you Shipman?" Jackie turns to Shauna, "Got any secrets big enough to crash a god dam plane?" 
Violet doesn't miss the slight panic on Shauna's face, or the relief in her eyes when a scream diverts everyone's attention. 

The girls shoot up, racing over to the scream, coming to a holt when they see Misty standing over Coach Scott.
Violet's eyes widen, "What the actual fuck Misty?" She snaps through gritted teeth. 
Misty just cocks her head, "I had to stop the bleeding...for good," 
Violet feels chills of fear tickle down her spine, swallowing a lump in her throat. 

~~~

It had been three days. 
It had been three days and they were still stranded. 
They had a makeshift memorial for those who unfortunately didn't make it. 
Violet felt relieved that she wasn't joining the corpses six feet in the ground. 
The team was running low on resources, water and food was being carefully rationed. 
Jackie was trying hard to keep everybody's spirits up, trying to give them hope, but Violet knew that as of now, they were stuck.
While the others were struggling to adapt, Violet found herself easing into her new environment slowly.  Violet knew what it was like to sleep in the cold, to go to bed still hungry. 
Violet was use to the hunger that often violently stabbed her stomach, she was so use to it that it almost became comforting. 
There were countless nights when Violet was young where there wasn't any food in their house. Money had always been tight growing up. Her parents reminded her of it constantly. 
Degrading her whenever she 'took too much food,'
Food was scarce, it got to the point where Violet no longer ate the food her parents had bought. 
She thought she didn't deserve it. 
She felt guilty every time she ate. 
It led to a messy road of Violet going days at a time without eating. It wasn't until Van and Natalie had pulled her aside and talked some sense into her she began to slowly start regaining a somewhat healthy relationship with eating food. 
It wasn't great, but it was better than her starving herself.
Violet was trying to keep herself as ease, it was working better than she thought it would. 

Van passes Violet her small cup of water and half cookie, giving the brunette a small smile when she does. Violet offers a small smile in return, not being able to help her eyes drifting to Jackie. 
The two had barley spoken, that was mainly Violet's fault. 
She was trying hard to hide the hurt she felt about what Jackie did and instead mask it with anger. She and Van had both been to an extent. The only difference was, Van was actually angry. Violet wasn't.