The Music or the Misery (Book 2)

Calm Before The Storm

My father phones at least twice a week, I'm sure it would be more if I hadn't lied and told him how busy I am all the time now. It's not a complete lie but I just couldn't deal with constant phone calls. We're in a decent place now and he's always good at giving me advice.

"How's your week been?" He asks on Friday night, completely casual, even though I know he's worse than a girl when it comes to information on my life now. I try to keep my answer short though.

"Not bad, you know just working hard" I tell him vaguely.

"Your friends still treating you nice?" He continues but I already know what he's really asking. He knows I'm friends with Ollie and considering he's in the same course as me, my father practically has us married. I have to roll my eyes every time he asks.

"The same as last week dad. We're all still friends"

"Is that all I get? Is there nothing else you want to tell me?" He prompts and I'm tempted to hang up right there.

"What else would there be. I think I covered my whole week in two sentences. Not much changes" I laugh slightly, hearing him huff.

"How's Ollie?" He blurts and there it is. He simply can't resist.

"He's good. Still not my boyfriend!" I exclaim, getting straight to the point. I don't want to give my father any false hope. I won't be in a relationship anytime soon unless the dark cloud over my head disappears by a miracle.

"That's not what I was asking" he says but I can tell he's lying. He's not good at being sly.

"Sure you're not" I state, ready for this conversation to be over.

"I just want you to be happy. I'd hate to think you were still sad because of-"

"Dad! I don't want to talk about that. You know I don't like it!" I yell.

"Okay honey, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" he questions and I breath I sigh of relief that he's not pushing me.

"I'm okay. I'm getting there, it just takes time" I say. It would make sense if I told my father how I was feeling because he's the only one who really knows what's happening. I just can't bring myself to say a word, I'd rather keep it bottled up.

My father hangs up after making sure I'm not having a mental break down. I flop down on my bed and wonder what the I'm supposed to do for the rest of the night. Although I don't have to wonder for long as my phone rings again. This time it's Ollie.

"Hey Violet, what are you doing right now?" he asks and I do contemplating making something up but I don't see the point in that.

"Nothing, just in my dorm. I'm being lazy" I smirk, knowing that's not actually the case. I just have no urge to do anything anymore.

"Well, get up, I'm coming to get you!" he exclaims and I sit up quickly, unsure what we're actually going to do.

"Where are you taking me?" I ask hesitantly, kind of hoping he's about to say Sophie is coming too. I'm not sure where Riddly is right now, all I know is she's not here to join our outing.

"We could just go to the movies, nothing special. I just want to get you out of that dorm, you spend too much time in there" he tells me and I sigh. He's just as bad as the girls.

"Okay, I'm getting up but don't expect me to be happy about it" I say petulantly.

"Your never happy about it Violet! Just move your ass!" he shouts down the line and I resign myself to the fact that this is my life. Constantly being annoyed at the people trying to help me, well it has to stop.