Chapter 8: The truth is out.
“Told you they wouldn’t even let me in their house.” Barty tried to joke as he slowly sat down on his sofa. His eyes were still red from crying but he seemed to have composed himself rather quickly. On the other hand Violet wasn’t in such a good state. She kept blaming herself for what happened. She helped Barty back into the house and never looked at him directly. She couldn’t do it; she felt that she didn’t deserve to look at him after what she made him go through. “Violet please sit down” Violet didn’t realise that she had been standing next to the sofa, biting her nail. Nervously she sat down next to Barty. “Look at me” She followed his command. They stayed for a while just staring at each other.
“I am so sorry...If”
“Ssshhh It’s ok. I was expecting it. I should be use to it by now.”
“No you shouldn’t! You shouldn’t have gone through that. It’s all my fault.”
“Violet”
“No! The things they said; did it hurt you?”
“Yes”
“Then why are you accepting it?”
“Because they are your friends. I don’t want you to leave then due to me. I thought maybe we could have a chance if I let them take out their aggression on me now then they can learn to accept me later.”
“Barty I don’t want you to get hurt anymore. I know you think that you deserve it, like it’s karma for what you’ve done but you need to remember that you’ve already had enough pain in your life. Don’t cause anymore for yourself. Please.”
“I told you I would do anything for you, so I did”
“But I didn’t want you to go through with that... No one should go through with that.” Violet wiped her eyes to remove the tears verging on going over her eye lids. “Can I stay in that guest room again tonight?”
“Sure Winky has probable made the bed again.”
“Thanks... I think I need a lie down.” Violet left Barty in the living room dwelling on the things that were said to him. Maybe he did deserve to rot in that prison cell. Did he really deserve a second chance? It wasn’t long till Barty cried himself to sleep on the sofa.
Violet had over slept on her little nap and it was now sun down. When she got down stairs she found Barty crashed out on the sofa. Near enough the same position she had found him sleeping on her at her house. She sighed when she noticed that his hair was wet and his face was all scrunched up. He was having a nightmare and she felt that she couldn’t be there to help him this time. Deciding she need some time to think she opened the front door and went out for a walk. As she closed the door the noise echoed to the living room where it awoke a terrified Barty. He calmed quickly and realised it was only the door. He had dreamt that Violet was taken away from him and that he was left back in his Azkaban cell to live there for eternity. All alone without His Violet. Getting up he decided he had to tell Violet how he truly felt about her. He couldn’t hide it anymore. He needed her with him, he relied on her.
“Violet! Oh Violet! Where are you Violet?” Barty walked into the main hall to find Winky awaiting him. “Winky do you know where Miss Walters is? I need to talk to her”
“Mistress has gone out for a walk.”
“At this hour?”
“Mistress has a lot on her mind and went to get fresh air”
“Thank you Winky... I really need to talk to her so I’ll be right back.” Barty ran to the door and exited out to the now dark surroundings outside.
