The Daughter Of Thieves

Missing Girl

It took about a few hours to figure out Violet was missing. Isabelle woke up before Hank did and went down stairs to make breakfast in bed for Violet hoping to make up for what happened the night before.She got the food prepared and placed on the tray she headed upstairs into Violet's teenage styled room but she wasn't there and her closet empty where clothes have been. Looks like she's going to be at Sammie's for a while she thought then turned on the TV and watched the news eating Violets breakfast in bed. None of the stories really interseted Isabelle until she saw a picture of a cherry red car in flames on the boarder on here and Colorado she turned up the volume and lisetend closely to the story.

A car was in flames around sometime this morning after a loud booming sound shock the ground and bursted the eardrums of people who lived near by. The vitcium was burned to the point where they were just a pile of ash. The body will not be indentified due to the fact that their is nothing left of this man or this woman. The licenes plate number is T804 BD45 if you have any information on who's car this might be regestered to please call the tips hotline.

"That's Violet's car," the word trembled as they left her lips tears rolled down her face as she held her stomach. Poor Stephaine wouldn't even know her own sister.Hank soon came down to the living room when he heard his wife sobbing.

"Hun what's wrong."

"Violet's dead her car was covered in flames when the police arrived." Hank was speechless he realized his last words to her were of hate and not love. He loved his daughter so much that the day she was born he promised that he would never hurt her or let anything happen to her. That promise now broken and left in the flames of the car where Violets soul now rests. Tate came down full of energy and excitiment was now about to be shattered into bits and piece with just two little words.

"Good morning family, wheres Violet?" He looked at his parents sad faces as they stared back. Isabelle's heart shattered at the thought of tell her own son about his big sister who had looked up to and loved most out of all that she is no longer with them. Tate couldn't beileve what he was hearing he ran up to his room and locked himself in their. Making no contact with the outside world the sound of his screams and tears were heared all over the depressing house.

The news spread like wildfire. People all around the neighborhood, Violet's friends, and family heard and hurried over there. They all talked about Violet saying things like she will be dearly missed, she was a great girl and anyone who knew her must be deveasted, the world lost a great young lady and so on and so forth. Tears were shed, hugs were passed, and guilt filled the room.

A few days passed and a funeral was planned. No one in the Carson household left the house they looked back at the memories they had with their daughter and sister. No one eat, no one bathed all they could do was think about her and what they could have done to change the events that has happened, but sadly you couldn't change the past. They tried so hard not to think about her or look at anything that reminded them of her but failed they listened to Violet's favorite music and looked at their favorite pictures of her. Isabelle gained courage and knocked on her sons door who seemed to be hurting the most.

"Honey can you open your door please." He let his mother in the room that was distoryed books and toys were all over the floor,pictures scattered on his bed, and his poster torn off his wall. Dark circles under his eye were almost a black color like her he hasn't slept in days his eyes were red and puffy from the days of crying.

"Mom why do bad things happen to good people." Tate's question was shocking she really didn't have an answer for the broken hearted boy all she could do was hug him tightly not ever letting him go.

"Buddy I don't know. You know your sister would be disappointed in us on how we aren't continuing on with our lives and try to make it with out her."

"I don't want to make it with out her. Sometimes it didn't seem you guys even care about her or even love her. I heard you and dad yelling at her the night she died. You guys are the reason why my sister is gone and out of my life forever. At least I loved her and I would have stopped her if I could of."

"You think me and your father would of if we could. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think what we could have done to stop her. And we did love your sister more than anything in the world just like we do you.I know you are to young to know or understand what your feeling but it's normal we just have to get threw it together as a family." She tried to hug him but he moved away from her.

"There is no family with out Violet. I hate you and Dad too I never want to see you guys again." He pushed his mother out of his room and locked it behind him. He cried in his small hands as his back slid down the door. Isabelle and Hank cried themselves to sleep that night and both woke up from a nightmare and couldn't fall back asleep. They held something special of Violet's in their shaking hands holding it so tightly so it would escape from their fingers.

Blood trickeld down Isabelle's arms where she had cut her self. Hank stopped the bleeding and tied to stop her and did she stopped cutting after that. After the funeral things were almost normal the two parents went back to work and Tate went back to school still not talking or looking at his parents but all of them were trying to keep going on with their lives even though a piece of the heart of soul were gone forever.