"Oh, hey dad." I said, my nervousness evident in my voice.
"I asked you a question Violet, now answer it." My dad replied getting impatient.
With a heavy sigh, I said, "Ok... I'm leaving to go to California... for a job... right now... or I'll be late."
"Aaand it didn't cross your mind to at least mention it to me?
"I did, Dad! I said something about it yesterday! You didn't even pay any mind to me because you were too busy entertaining yourself with your phone."
He looked as if he was trying to remember what happened yesterday. He quickly masked it over and said-
"You're not going."
I blinked, then blinked twice. "What do you mean I'm not going? You don't get to decide now, Dad. I am 19 and I can leave if I want to. I'm pretty sure I'm old enough to make my own decisions." I said bitterly.
Just then, Michelle honked her horn, getting impatient.
My dad cleared his throat, "I-
I cut him off. "That's Michelle. I've got to go now.... Bye."
I opened the door and pulled out my suitcase. Nudging the door with my elbow, the door shut, leaving my dad with an unreadable expression inside.
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The car ride to the airport was uncomfortably silent. The only thing she said to me was a quick, "Hello."
We rolled up at the airport. I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out to get my bag from the trunk.
I looked over the trunk, fully expecting her to get out to say bye.
She stayed in her seat.
I strolled up to her side, suitcase in hand and tapped on her window. She rolled it down and said, "Did you forget something?"
"Um, no? I was going to say bye but you've been acting weird since this morning. Is everything okay?" I sincerely asked.
She rolled her eyes, "Oh! Everything is just peachy! I've never been better!" She yelled with fake enthusiasm.
A thought crossed my mind.
No, she would never feel that way. Would she? We are best friends, there is no way that would happen.
I decided to go ahead and ask, "Michelle? Are you... jealous?"
"Well! Aren't you the smart one!" She looked at me with fire in her eyes.
"Michelle I don-"
"Now, how about you, go live your perfect life and leave me behind? In fact, oh I'm so sorry, but I have somewhere I need to be. I need to go."
I looked at her in disbelief. I opened my mouth to say something because she cut me off.
"Now, run along! I'm sure Colby will welcome you with open arms!" She drove off, almost running over my feet.
That's how she felt? But... I did nothing wrong.
With confused thoughts swirling around in my head, I made my way to the airport check in.
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Fakers or lovers? (Colby Brock Fanfiction)
FanfictionHello, my name is Violet Kital, (Kee-tal) I'm 19 years old and I've been sent on a mission.... To become Colby Brock's fake girlfriend. INSPIRED BY MARIA_FOUST GO CHECK HER STORY OUT! #8 in colby on 3/19/19!!!!! #6 in colby on 4/11/19!!!