《Loving Violet》Chapter 12
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Cole’s P.O.V
I ducked just in time before the shoe hit my head. There standing on the stairs looking like she was about to murder me was Georgie.
She was armed with another Stiletto, “You better have a good explanation of why you are in this house before I make you lose an eye, Cole!”
Violet jumped in front of me, “Just hear him out George, I promise I had a good reason to let him in. Plus it's storming outside we really can't let them freeze.”
Georgie raised her eyebrow, “I don't know about you but imperfectly happy letting him freeze after what he's put you through, but I suppose I will be willing to hear him out if you think I must.”
“Just hear him out George, it's all been a rather big misunderstanding.”
“I swear I never meant to hurt Violet, none of this should have even happened, I’m not engaged and haven't ever been,” I said as I stood behind Violet and wrapped my arms around her.
“Let's all sit down and Cole can explain everything, okay George?” Violet, grabbed my hand and led me over to the lounge area.
“I'll go make hot chocolate,” a voice popped up from behind us. There standing behind the couch Violet and I were sitting on was another really beautiful girl, she couldn't be all that much older than Violet and Georgie. I assumed that this was the other girl that they had been traveling with.
She didn't look like she could harm a fly. Standing a couple of inches short then Violet, she was tiny; she had long golden honey brown hair that fell just below her shoulders. Big doe eyes stared deeply at me for a second before she ran off to the kitchen. There was something unusual about this girl, despite her seeming looking like she wouldn't even harm a fly there was a presents to her that convinced me otherwise, something behind those eyes that told me she was a lot more dangerous than she could ever look.
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My suspicions were partly confirmed by the fact that she seemed to be the one who got my girl and her spitfire of a best friend across the border all but the slightest trace.
“I'll come help,” Steve offered before running out of the living room. I don't blame him, the atmosphere was tense. If looks could kill I'd be dead a hundred times over with the looks Georgie was giving me.
“I suggest you start explaining before I kick you out into the cold,” Georgie stated before elegantly sitting down in a chair across from myself and Violet. You’d never think someone like her would have so many threats.
“Let's start at the beginning then shall we,” I said as I grabbed Violet's hand and started to explain everything to Georgie. Just then Steve came through with the mystery girl who I still don't know the name of.
There was dead silence after I finished explaining everything to Georgie.
“You are sure that your team of lawyers is going to stop this? And you promise that you aren't engaged?” Georgie questioned me although she looked a lot calmer than she had just now.
“Yes I promise, I am doing my absolute best to stop- the [ress and Sophia and yes I'm sure I've never been engaged.”
“Okay if you say so but what abou-”
Violet hastily interrupted Georgie’s interrogation of me, “It's getting late I think we all need to head to bed, we've all had a long day and are in desperate need of some sleep. We can continue all this in the morning.”
Everyone started gathering up their used coffee mugs, now empty of hot chocolate and left them in the sink in the kitchen before making their way upstairs to their different rooms.
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Violets P.O.V.
Everyone started to make their way to their rooms when I suddenly remembered that I hadn't shown Cole and Steve where they would be sleeping.
“Come let me show you guys to your room. They're right upstairs.”
Cole and Steve followed along behind me as I led them to their rooms dragging their bags with them.
“Steve this is your room,” I said pointing to the door at the end of the corridor on my right, “ And Cole this is your room. I'm right next door if you need anything and Georgie is on the other end of the corridor. I'm rather tired after everything from today, I think I'm going to head to bed. Good night, I'll see you all in the morning.”
With that, I left the boys in the hallway and entered my room. With a sigh, I closed the door and that's when the tears started. I slid down the door trying to keep in my sobs, afraid that Cole would hear them out in the hallway. I was so overwhelmed with everything that had happened today and it seemed my body was finally catching up with all of it.
After about half an hour of silently crying on the floor, I dragged myself up off the floor and into the shower, wanting to rinse off the day and all the dust I had picked up from lying on the floor.
With the water on as hot as I could physically take it, I stepped into the shower and almost moaned out loud. The water was perfect against the chill of the wind from the snow outside and it just relaxed my muscles. I could feel the tension in my body melt away.
Showering felt like a cleansing ritual. I loved to shower especially after a long day, in fact, after a day like today I don't know if I would be able to cope with all the stress and the questions I had that were brewing up inside of me.
Showering was something that was very calming for me:
Open the shampoo bottle. Pour into your hand. Shampoo your hair, lean back with your eyes closed and as the soap rinses away let your stress and worries melt away.
Open the conditioner. Pour into your hand. Condition your hair. Breathe. Feel your body start to calm down.
Was the rest of your body with soap and body scrub. Exfoliate, wash off all the dead skin.
Rinse out the conditioner.
By the time I stepped out of the shower I felt much better. I wrapped a large white fluffy towel around my body before walking back into my room and picking out some of the comfy pajamas Georgie had packed for me. The duvet and blacks all heavy on top of me were comforting in a way before I knew I was fast asleep.
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8 70Vampire's Prey
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8 173Poet In Paris
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8 171a letter for him · bokuaka
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