Part One POV: Viola
I woke up to Nate’s beautiful voice in Out On the Town. I knew today was gonna be a good day. I finished writing a song yesterday and today I get to go to my friends house. I knew I wouldn't have any problems today. I wasn't going to have a breakdown. Not like last week. The thought of it made my skin crawl. How could I get so mad? Just at my grandma for not knowing me. Every time I have a breakdown I'm not myself. I wish I could just control it. But that won't happen today. It can't.
Part Two POV: Viola
I was having the best time at Brooke's house. We listened to fun. the whole time and she managed to get me to read some of my song to her. She's the only friend I trust with my songs. I was about to walk home when my phone rang. It was a phone call that I would never forget.
When I answered my phone the voice on the other line sounded hollow... "Hello, is this Viola Parker?" "Um yes.." I replied. There was a long pause. "Miss Parker,” she stuttered. “I'm afraid I have some bad news." I started to get nervous. "What is it?? Who is this?!" Each pause between words grew longer. I became frantic. “Who is this??” I demanded. "Miss Parker I'm a police officer. Your parents... They got in a terrible car accident. They've both... passed. I am so sorry." I was speechless. It’s not possible. It’s not. This isn’t happening. I hung up after neither one of us said a thing, and looked at Brooke with tears in my eyes. “I... I have to... go,” I managed to get out of my choked-up throat. I ran home.
Part Three POV: Viola
I finally got to my house and saw a couple of cars in the driveway. I took a deep breath, wiped away at the tears that streaked mascara down my cheeks, but I knew it wouldn’t make a difference. I walked in. "Hello Viola," said this man in a suit. Everyone in the house looked at me with sad eyes to show compassion, and now I realized this is really happening... My parents are gone. "I'm your fathers lawyer... You can call me Rob. We know that this is a difficult time for you. But we figure we need to sort some stuff out right away." He said. I nodded along with all the bullshit he said until I heard something important. My head was full of things I never wanted. Terrible thoughts now a reality. I whimpered trying to hold back my tears. "Well Viola the thing we really need to know is where you want to live. I mean this house will probably be sold, so let's consider the options." I drowned out his words with my thoughts thinking about my own options... There weren't many.. I didn't have much other family. I could live with my grandma, who, with her memory loss, can't even remember my name. Plus I don’t know if I’d be able to handle that from what happened with her and I a few months ago. My only other option was my uncle who lives in a different state and I've seen maybe twice my whole life. I thought more but I knew what I really wanted to do. Live on my own. I mean, I am 16. The only issue was that I'd have to find a place fast. My head started pounding from all the thoughts in my head and I couldn't take it. No. I couldn’t handle it. Overwhelming thoughts. So overwhelmed. I could feel my pulse in my fingertips. I needed to get away. I left rob mid sentence and started towards the door.
Part Four: POV Viola
I grabbed my phone with headphones attached , my purse, and my shoes and bolted out the door. Why did I have to make these decisions? I'm just a fucking kid. Uh oh. I felt a breakdown coming on and grabbed my headphones. I blared the song It Gets Better and ran as fast as I could into town... The only place I could go. I finally got there and it was completely abandoned... Curious as to why, I cocked my head upward to find a storm seconds from bursting. It started pouring rain, lightning cracked through the dark sky. Great, I thought. Perfect weather to go with my dire situation. I can't run back home in this. I can't call my parents to pick me up, and the thought of that put more terrible thoughts in my head. I could practically feel my head pulsing. It hurt so bad. There aren't any cabs in such a small town. So I ran into the diner soaking wet, figuring I could stay there until the storm clears up.
