paranoid : lrh

twelve

He woke up that day,
Sunshine in his face,
Her arms around his waist,
And he knew his happiness was worth the wait.
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Violet visibly sighed before trotting into the - shockingly - almost empty Tim Horton's coffee hut just to mentally prepare herself for the day with Calum.

She was getting almost stressed out and over whelmed with the amount of communicating she's been having to do lately because of the blonde headed boy from a library incident and a tanned boy who's suddenly sprung courage into talking to the girl.

She didn't understand how she could probably go one day from murdering someone and probably not being questioned, to having two boys wanting to 'hang out' and get to know her.

She didn't want them to get to know her and she wasn't going to let them get to know her.

She wasn't going to spend almost five years in building these walls, made of rock hard cement, only to have two boys let themselves in - or even worse, she herself letting them in.

She laboured sweat, blood, tears and sacrifices to finally be able to push everyone out with her own strength and surround herself with soundproof walls that she'd dug into the ground - and as much as she hates to admit it, she did it purely out of fear - but she still did it and she hasn't come to that part in her life where she regrets it, any of it.

"Vio!"

Violet's head snapped up and out of her thoughts, her brown eyes landing on the smiling tanned boy at a small table in the corner of the room.

Violet sighed once again and plastered on a fake smile before slauntering over to the boy and greeting him - which was a hug in Calum's opinion, apparently.

Violet was still uncomfortable with Calum's whole hugging ordeal but she couldn't bring herself to mention that to him and crush his poor heart.

So, she bit her tongue and sucked it up - a little physical contact can't kill her.

Well, a hug won't.

Unless he hugs her too tight.

You're over thinking it, Violet's mind scolded her and she agreed with herself silently - and then stopped once she realized how insane she must have seemed.

Violet hesitantly took a seat across from Calum and smiled up at him shyly.

Calum wordlessly slid over a cup of some sort of drink and a maple doughnut over to her and she raised her eyebrows in surprise, feeling taken aback by Calum's kindness.

Why would someone be kind to her?

He chuckled at her wide grin and waved her off, "It's nothing, I wasn't sure if that's what you wanted, but um, I just thought - yanno - from the, uh, last time -"

Violet held her hand up to the boy shyly and noiselessly giggled, taking out her trusty note pad and pencil from her waist band and wrote down her only response to the flustered and nervous boy.

'Thank you, Calum. It's perfect :) '

Calum's cheeks went slightly pinker whilst reading the note but he shrugged her off, grinning.

"It's nothing," he repeated.

Violet jokingly rolled her eyes and noiselessly scoffed. She took a drink of whatever he had gotten her and smiled at the fact that he had gotten her a hot chocolate like last time.