* Violet's mum's POV*
I tucked my phone in my pocket and grabbed a big bag out of my closet. I threw some shirts, jumpers, shoes and trousers in and zipped it up as fast as I could. I picked the bag up and ran to the front door. I had to get away, get away from what he has done. To me, to Violet... to this house. I grabbed my key from the key rack next to the front door. I took one look back into the living room, photos broken on the floor, glass every where. I looked down at my bleeding hand, I felt tear start to well up in my eyes. I sighed and walked out the door for the very last time, I hope. I didn't lock the door because that bastard that is my soon-to-be ex husband, hasn't got his damn key. I opened my car's door and hoped in, I threw my bag on the passenger seat and slammed the door. I slipped the key in and turned it slowly, as not to break it. When the engine turned fully on, a sigh of relief escaped my mouth. I took off down the road and smiled, I was free.
* Violet's POV*
I made myself a hot chocolate and my mother some tea, so when she arrived she would feel welcome. I walked into the living room, hot drinks in both hands. As soon as I placed them down on my coffee stand, I heard a tapping on my door. I yelled come in and my mother, tears in her eyes, shuffled through the door way. I didn't even ask what was wrong I just did what I did as a child to cheer her up, hug her. She sobbed on my shoulder while I just patted her back, trying to calm her down. 'Come on, sit down' I grabbed her hand and sat her down on the sofa. When she finally stopped, I rubbed her arm and held her hand. ' we had a huge fight, I learnt about what he did to you that bastard! Then he threw one of my favourite pictures of you at me and when I tried to block it...' She trailed off showing me her hand. I gasped I ran to my bathroom, I grabbed a first aid kit and ran back to her. I quickly wrapped a bandage around her hand. 'Thanks sweetie' she said smiling, she relaxed after I told her when I move to America she can live in my flat. I showed her around and we moved my packed bags into the living room. I looked at the many bags, kinda panicking that I was leaving in a day. It was a lot of fun spending time with my mum. It was getting late so I grabbed a few blankets and my mum slept in my bed. I placed the blankets on the sofa and slept there, so I could give mum a good night sleep. I turned on the TV and slowly fell asleep, we were going shop the next day with Hannah so that would be fun.- sorry I've been ill but I'm back yay! It's really short yeah I know... they will be longer promise xxxx-
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Saviour from synthetic love
FanfictieViolet thinks that her life can't get any worse until her boyfriend practically traps her. Who can save her now?