Drown

Ten

{Violet}
"I'm tired of telling myself that one day it will get better"

I was making my way to the school when I heard footsteps behind me

"Hey Violet", Hudson greeted as he wrapped his around my waist.

His arm touched where I had a bruise from when my dad pushed against the table.

I flinched from the pain.

He stopped walking and pulled away.

"What's wrong? Why'd you flinch?", he asked.

"It's nothing, really", I reassure.

"It must be something", he says.

"I'm fine", I tell him.

"Lift up your shirt", he orders.

I give him the "are you serious?" look.

"Come on, Violet", he says.

"Fine", I say lifting my shirt up revealing my bruised body.

"Oh my God, Violet! What happened?!", he asks.

"My dad pushed me against a table", I tell him.

"Wha-!"? He asks.

"Then he slapped me across the face and pushed me to the floor", I tell him.

"Oh Violet, I'm so sorry", he apologized bringing me to his chest.

"It's fine, I'm used to it", I say to him.

"It's not fine, and you shouldn't be used to it. Your parents are abusive.

"I know, but no one's gonna do anything about it", I say.

"One day I will. I have to do something at the right time", he tells.

"But what if something happens to me and you're too late", I ask.

"That won't happen. And when I do something, you'll see the ocean. I'll be there with you", he tells me.