Play the Leader

Mistakes are made with love

Here she was, yet again. Violet laid on her bed, it was a Tuesday night, Brody was sleeping on the couch, had been for a week now. Marlon still hadn't come home but Brody said she felt safer sleeping at Violet's place for now. The auburn haired girl was staying strong for now but Violet had a feeling she would crack soon. She could over hear them talking on the phone earlier that night, Violet knew what grovelling sounded like, and Marlon was great at it by now. He was just saying the same things he had said before but Violet knew that some people never changed.

Her sleep schedule was so out of sorts from spending her weekends at the club, that she now found it hard to fall asleep before midnight during the week. Luckily she knew someone else that was always awake late at night too. Violet pulled out her phone and looked at the picture of Honey, the picture that was now attached to a phone number.

Vi: Hey Clem, looking forward to our date tomorrow night <3

Violet texted her. Immediately regretting sending the heart. Hoping she wasn't coming on too strong. They had scheduled their date for a Wednesday night, which may seem odd to most people, but since Clementine worked weekends, it was one of the most convenient times for her to go out. Violet didn't care when they went out anyway, she just wanted to spend some real time getting to know the honey-eyed girl.

Clem: So am I :)

Violet stared at the return message. Excited at how quickly she had responded. Even more encouraged when she immediately got a second text.

Clem: Do you have anything planned? Just wondering how I should dress.

Vi: I have it all planned out, dress casual

Vi: really casual

Clem: PJs then?

Violet chuckled to herself, rolling over to her side, she hugged her blanket tighter around her shoulders.

Vi: Maybe a little dressier than that?

Clem: My ball gown?

Violet smiled, kind of wanting to see Clementine show up in a ball gown just for laughs.

Vi: How about something in between pjs and a ball gown?

Clem: t-shirt and jeans it is.

Vi: Perfect.

Violet stared at her screen for a minute, trying to think of something to prolong the conversation, anything to keep Clementine's attention on her for just a while longer.

Vi: Sorry if I woke you up, I know it's late.

Clem: You didn't wake me, I can't sleep until 4am, even when I'm not working.

Clem: I'm surprised you're still up though

Vi: I've been finding it hard to sleep at night lately too

Clem: Do you want to talk?

Clem: I'm sure your busy, nevermind, that was dumb

Clem: Forget I said anything

Violet's heart beat heavily in her chest and before she could think of all the reasons she shouldn't, she was pressing the call button next to Honey's picture and the phone was ringing. The brunette wasted no time answering, sounding apologetic, "Hey, you didn't really have to call me, I'm sorry. It was a selfish idea. I'm sure you were about to sleep, I know you're working tomorrow... Sometimes I just get really lonely after midnight, Zee's the only person I have to talk to and she's working tonight."

"Who's Zee?" Violet found herself asking, jealous tinge to her voice as she did.

"A friend from work, she's always looks out for me at the club." Clementine answered.