Violet
I look around at the sitting room and I'm surrounded by people who I care about, my dad, my half brother, his sweet boyfriend and the love of my life.
It wouldn't be fair to say I was shocked when Michael told me he was gay. I was so happy for him because he had found someone to care about. Michael and I had grown to become great friends after I had found out he was my brother I couldn't really ignore him.
Tate often asks me how I took the news about Michael being his son so well and I guess it was because it wasn't Michael's fault he was born. He was just a victim too the situation and he is the way he is now due to the way he was brought up by Constance.
It must have been hard for him as a kid knowing he had this whole other family that never cared for him . I'm glad he has found happiness now though and finally he can be loved by his family.
Tate is amazing though organising this whole party just to cheer me up. I felt his warm hand wrapped around mine as I gently squeezed it.
"Are you alright Vi"
He looked down at me caringly his curly dirty blond hair falling over his eyes.
"Just thinking about what an amazing boyfriend I have"
He wraps his arm around my waist and an old Morrissey song starts playing .
"Care to dance Violet? "
Before I have a chance to respond Tate grabs my hand and drags me to the centre of the room which has been turned into a makeshift dance floor. We swaying to the beat of the music leaning my head on his shoulder I see Travis and Micheal talking in the corner of the room. Travis is laughing and Michael has turned bright red . I smile as we turn and I see dad smiling at me and Tate. He gives me a small wave and I smile back at him as Tate and I continue to dance.
The hours melt away but we continue dancing. The world could end right now and still ,I would be oblivious as long as it will always be me and Tate then I will be happy.
He put so much effort into organising this event today and I love him even more for it. Mum may not approve of my decisions but I'm surrounded by people who care about me and that's all I have ever really needed.
I may look the same as I always have, the same face that is immortal to the wrath of ageing, the face of youth and innocence but I have aged. My soul has warped and aged as the years have passed I have come to realise that now.No longer am I the scared little girl that I used to be I have grown into something more than that.
I may still look like the old me but I have matured, now inside of living in the past I have learnt to face my demons and move on. I am not a little kid anymore I am an adult and now I am finally acting like one. People had always treated me like a child even though I was in fact 37 years old and I realise that it wasn't because I looked like a child. I acted like one and because of that I was treated and spoken to like a child.
I have grown so much these past few months . I am not perfect though I am anything but fucking perfect but we are humans and we all have our faults. The main thing is I can live or put up with them in my afterlife. I have found someone who loves me faults and all. I can genuinely say I love Tate he is my soul mate yes we have faced obstacles but that has only made us stronger.
"Violet you have been awfully quiet"
I look up at Tate's face, a face that I could remember like the back of my hand.
"I really fucking love you"
He smiled his cute dimples showing.
"I really fucking love you too"
He was leaning this face closer to mine and I couldn't help looking at his lips as my head leant toward his.
Someone coughed reminding me that sadly it was not just Tate and I in the room. We pulled away from each other.
"Sis please keep it PG in front of me"
I looked at Michael who looked as if he was about to break down with laughter.
That's it I thought as I started running towards him.
He ran around the room with me hot on his heels as everyone else seemed to be having the time of their lives.
The rest of the evening was continued in a similar way. We were all laughing, telling jokes and dancing, It was honestly one of the best parties I had ever been to. This wasn't just any old party though as this was a party with my family that was organised by my soul mate.
Shit, when did I turn into such a soppy bitch.
"I know you're upset about earlier but we will have plenty of time to be alone later."
He whispered into my ear before grabbing my hand again and diving back into a conversation with Travis about something or another.
And in this moment I am truly happy.
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