My eyes slowly, weakly fluttering open, landing on the ceiling fan, i was laid down on my bed, my eyes glancing down on my stomach, my shirt lifted up to below my breast, long bandages covering my scar, as i uncrumpled the end of my shirt, slightly shifting on the stain of blood.
The door swung open, revealing a worried Nicole, as she weakly smiled at me.
"You're awake..." She stated, a worried tone, as she walked towards me.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"Uh. It's already 11:00, you slept almost for 2 hours.." She weakly stated.
Liam, i did'nt show up, slowly trying to get up, but Nicole stopped me.
"No!" She demanded.
"You need to rest! Your scar oppened up! We need to take you to a real doc-"
"No.. I'm fine, it'll heal eventually.." I cutted.
She letted in a deep breath, as she sat next to me.
"Liam was supposed to take me out tonight, but i never showed up.." I sighed.
"He'll understand, and if he was here, he would have wanted you to rest too.." She ressured.
>>Liam's P.O.V<<
(1 Hour ago)
I was pacing back and fourth infront of a bench, a rose in my hand, as i glanced impatiently at the surroundings.
She did'nt show up.
Just like before...
"Maybe 2 more minutes.." I whispered to myself, as i sat back down on the bench, placing the red rose next to me.
After 2 minutes, still nothing, letting out a sigh, as i just shoved my hands in my side pockets on my hood, as i walked away.
>>Violet's P.O.V<<
I was twisting and turning, i could'nt seem to find a good position, i just could'nt sleep.
Liam was on my mind.
Glancing beside me, a peaceful sleeping Nicole, getting up quietly, as i reached my closet, grabbing my oversized white hood ontop of my blue tanktop and black leggings, leaving the room silently, as i quickly ran down the stairs, out the door, and down the sidewalk.
My eyes exploring the neighborhood, as i scanned the park ahead, my gaze fixing on the dark area as i walked closer, tugging my hood tighter as the ice cold air brushed along my cheeks.
The empty park, a frown across my face, as i tried to search for Liam, or any sign of him, i feel guilty.
My gaze landed on a bench by the pond, a rose on it, picking it up, as i noticed a small note hanging from the stem, opening it up.
"I Love You" i read the note, a tear dropping fom the corner of my eyes, sitting down on the bench, as i played with the rose in my hand.
Letting out a sigh, a tear dropping, then another, then another, until i just started sobbing on my two hands.
I feel so stupid, i hate myself so much, bringing out my phone as i texted him.
To: Leeyum :")
Lee, im sorry.. :"(
Yeah Lee was my nickname for him since when we were bestfriends, and Vy was his nickname for me.
From: Leeyum :")
It's fine Violet...
Violet? No Vy? This is bad...
To: Leeyum :")
Liam, please don't be like this? :(
No reply...
Walking home alone, drifting from everything, my eyes face the ground, as i reached my house.
Shutting the door behind me, my back sliding on the door, as i landed on the floor, knee's curled up my chest, as i continued crying.
Whenever everything just starts towering back up, something will always make it fall back down.
My life just seems like a whole big mess...
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A/N:
Awwww violet! This is so dramatic because someone setted up this drama bomb!
-Mimix
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FanfictionViolet Heart is a 18 year old girl, she does'nt believe in LOVE because of an unknown past, she's rich, but not spoiled. She grew up as an only child, and of course super strict parents, like every story about rich people, they of course wants thei...
