Ｃｒｙｂａｂｙ - Corbyn besson ✔️

XIV

3rd person

Black,
Black was all Violet could see,
Looking around, then down at her hands, the scene suddenly changed from pitch black to a vaguely familiar bedroom, she saw posters of old bands and musicians all over the baby blue walls, a small double bed cramped into the corner on the
small-ish bedroom, the roof was covered in glow-in the dark stars and planets, a small desk coverd in books and papers beside the bed, a little brown dresser overflowing with clothes, the door to the room is covered in photos, Violet stepped closer to the door, looking at all the photos, one of three kids sitting at a tree, two boys and a little girl, then the same three kids but a little older on the beach, then the oldest with a little golden retriever puppy in his arms, the next few photos were on the same boy but a lot older, with his friends at a skatepark, and then at the beach again,
Violet looked a little closer and realised she was is corbyns old room, or at least what she remembered it as,
She continued to look at the photos, soom coming across an photo of young corbyn and Violet kissing.

Yup, I'm definitely in corbyns old room

As she reached out to take a closer look at some photos the door swung open, she flinched back expecting it to hit her, but I went straight through her.

"i-I'm sorry I have t-to go"

A young hysterical Violet sped walked over to one of the overflowing dressers and grabbed a few hadfulls of cloths, shoving it into a duffle bag,

"what do you mean, you can stay here, there's no one stopping you!"

A young frantic Corbyns trails behind Violet, tugging at his short brown hair out of frustration. He tuggs at Violets shirt, roughly spinning her to look at him.

"I'm sorry, i-I just can't stay anymore"

"i dont get why though!?"

"because!"

"why!?"

"because I'm pregnant!!"

Both corbyn and younger Violet were completely silent, tears rushed down her small face as shock covers corbyns.

"w-what do you mean?, this has to be a joke, common, tell me it's a joke... Right?"

More tears rush down younger Violets face as she turns around and continues to pack a bag, she moves across the room to grab her phone, and charger, she turns around to see corbyn still standing were she left him, she shakes her head and walks out of the door, corbyns is standing still, lost in his train of thought until he hears the bedroom door Slam, the photo of Violet and corbyn falls onto the floor, before chasing after Violet, he picks the photo up and places it back on the door, older Violet follows corbyn out of the door, rushing down the stairs to see Violet hugging a younger, confused Ashley, once Violet see's corbyns she shoots to her feet and rushed to the taxi that is outside the house.

Corbyns rushes to get to the door before it closed, but fails and car drives off, corbyn stands there looking at the car speeding away, silent tears rush down corbyns face like a tsunami. He collapses onto his knees, pulling at his hair, older Violet rushes over and tried to place her hand in his back.
But just as she was about to touch him the scene disappeared and went black again.