《Loving Violet》Chapter 13
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Violets P.O.V
The sunlight streamed in through the cabin windows despite the curtains being drawn. I woke up feeling much more relaxed than I had the night before. I slowly stretched my arms above my head and flexed my legs out. I rolled over and stretched my back before reaching for my phone from my bedside table. After about half an hour of going through my social media and answering a couple of messages, I checked the time and quickly decided it was time for breakfast. My stomach decided at that exact moment to agree and grumble loudly.
I showered quickly before changing into a comfy pair of tights, a cute long sleeve purple knitted jersey, some matching fluffy socks, and boots.
As I made my way downstairs I could hear a slight mumbling coming from the kitchen. From the last step of the stairwell, I peeked my head around the corner and there I saw Cole, Georgie, Steve, and Alice all loudly arguing over something. Alice was Georgie’s and my friend who helped us get to Canada without anyone finding us, well... no one was supposed to be able to find us.
I am going, to be honest, Alice scared me a little because of what she can do. What she can do and get away with. Alice was connected in ways that you could never imagine. She had people all around the world and who had ways to do anything. If she wanted to disappear she could do it without a trace and no one would ever be able to find her.
Georgie and I, unfortunately, have lives we have to get back to and just needed to escape for a while which is probably why Cole was able to find us, Alice couldn’t make us disappear completely.
I decided to make myself known and moved over to the kitchen. It took me a while to process what happened because, oh my word. The kitchen… it was a mess. Georgie was standing at the stove flipping pancakes, Cole was cutting up fruit and preparing the cinnamon sugar, lemon juice, and syrup for the pancakes. One would think that these tasks would keep them focused and quiet but you would be dead wrong. Georgie, in between flipping the pancakes, waived the spatula at Cole warning him of trying to cook again. Alice and Steve were arguing quietly at the kitchen bar, who would win this argument. They both hand their money on Georgie. They weren’t wrong to choose her, I will tell you that much... There was flour everywhere, a burnt pan in the sink and ingredients scattered everywhere.
I tried to hide my laughter as I brought Georgie and Cole out of their intensive argument, “Ahh what exactly happened here?”
Georgie rolled her eyes before responding, “Cole here was trying to make breakfast before I came in and found the kitchen half-destroyed and so now I’m making breakfast.”
“I was doing just fine but someone,” Cole said before glaring at Georgie, “decided it would be a good idea to throw flour at me and somehow we ended up in a food fight. It’s fine though I won.” He said smugly, crossing his arms. He looked like a little boy, it was adorable.
“Oh, you did not!” Georgie exclaimed.
I just laughed quietly, happy that my best friend was finally getting along with someone who I cared so deeply about. “Where can I help?”
Before long breakfast was finished and we all sat around the table laughing with the fire crackling softly in the background. I looked around the table and just smiled, I was sitting there with my two best friends in the world and a man that I think would become someone very special to me. A man who has completely turned my life upside down in the past few days and for the better.
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Alice turned around and glanced out of the window before gasping and running outside. The rest of us looked at each other quizzly and hurriedly followed her outside. There she was spinning around in circles, her tongue stuck out trying to catch snowflakes. Her footprints making weird patterns in the fresh blanket of snow that must have fallen early this morning.
The scenery was something magical. It all looked like a holiday Christmas card. The perfect white blanket of snow delicately sprinkled on the tops of the massive Christmas trees that surround the property. The undisturbed white fluffy freshly fallen snow being disturbed by the girl spinning around catching snowflakes. The perfect holiday card.
THWACK! Something cold hit my neck and slowly dribbled down my back. I flipped around so fast only to see Cole looking at me sheepishly. “Snowball fight?” he asked with that signature smirk of his and this mischievous twinkle in his eye.
“Oh, it is so on!” Georgie and I exclaimed together, not even having to look at each other to know what the other was thinking. We were going to get him and Steve. “How about Boys vs Girls?” Georgie asked all innocently. I just tried to hide my smile.
“That’s not fair, there’s three of you girls and only two of us girls.” Steve tried to argue.
“Alice isn’t going to play. She’s too busy having fun catching snowflakes and before long I’m sure she will be busy making snow angels or something. She loves playing in the snow.” I said quietly.
“Well, in that case, it’s on, but I’ve got a better idea, instead of girls vs boys how about Georgie and Steve vs Violet and myself.” That way it’s fair, and we all get to know each other better.
“I’m okay with that if you are?” I asked, turning to Georgie, who just nodded her head.
“Okay, so rules.” Georgie started, “Each team has 15 minutes to make as many snowballs as they can before we start. Thereafter may the best person win.”
Honestly, I was a bit nervous to go up against Georgie in a snowball fight. We have always been in a team together; we always won. Playing without her would be bizarre but I’m also excited to have Cole on my team. It will be fun playing with someone that isn’t my best friend for a change.
Fifteen minutes passed quickly, Cole and I had built a massive tower of snowballs but then so had Georgie and Steve. Georgie’s phone alarm went off signifying fifteen minutes and within a few seconds, it was an all-out war. Snowballs were flying left, right and center. It was like a snowy game of dodgeball except no one went out and we were being pelted with freezing cold balls of essentially solid ice.
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“That was fun,” I collapsed onto the snow, too tired to stand anymore.
We had been playing in the snow for hours. The snowball fight had quickly turned into a game of tag but instead of Tag, we were shoveling snow down each other’s jackets. We lost track of who was winning and rather focused on throwing snow instead. After we were all huffing and puffing from running around so much we went and made snowmen and snow angels. I was exhausted, we had been out here for hours. I looked down at my watch only to gasp when I saw the time. It was already 6 pm. We had been outside since easily 10 this morning. No wonder I was so tired.
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“I think it’s time we all head inside,” Cole called out after trying to help me to my feet and only managing to drag me on the snow. I had no energy to move. Everyone made noises of agreement and started heading inside, all of us too tired to protest. Cole leaned down and picked me up bridal style and carried me inside. My cheeks flushed bright red but luckily it was covered by them already being rather red from playing in the snow all day.
Instead of stopping in the living room to put me down like I expected him to, Cole kept walking, “Where are you going you can put me down here, I’m rather heavy and I can walk, I think.” I mumbled the last part very quietly under my breath.
“I heard that I’m taking you straight up to your bedroom so you can shower and change out of these sopping wet clothes. You’re going to get sick if we don’t get you warmed up quickly. You are not heavy in the slightest,I lift easy three times what you weigh in the gym so no baby you’re not heavy. ” He said, making my heart explode at how sweet and caring he was being.
Once we reached my room Cole finally put me down although it almost felt like he didn’t want to. “Thank you for carrying me, I’ll be fine from here.” I smiled up at him.
He stared at me for a moment longer before shaking his head and laughing to himself, “Okay well, I’m going to shower and get changed then as well, I’ll see you downstairs then, yeah?”
“Yeah, I’ll be there in 20 minutes, I’m sure everyone is going to want something to warm them up. We can have hot chocolate and watch movies while we wait for the pizza to cook. I think there’s a couple of frozen pizzas in the freezer.”
“Sounds perfect, I’ll see you in a few then.” He said before hugging me and walking off to go shower. I shivered and followed his example by heading off to my ensuite bathroom.
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After I finished washing my body, I reluctantly dragged myself out of the hot water and went to get changed into some warm comfy tights paired with my favorite massive hoodie. Knowing I would be the first one finished getting changed, I headed downstairs to get a head start on the pizza and hot chocolate.
Cole’s P.O.V.
Nancy once again proved why she was the greatest assistant in the world, I thought as I pulled out some warm joggers and a matching hoodie. Grateful that she had thought ahead and had organized a bag of clothes for me before I left.
I made my way downstairs where the smell of pizza and hot chocolate filled my nose made my stomach grumble. Standing there dancing quietly to some soft music coming from her phone was my Violet. She looked stunning, all wrapped up in a massive hoodie and tights. Her nose still red from being outside all day and her cheeks flushed. I leaned against the doorway and just silently watched her dance around until she was twirling and noticed me. Her cheeks flushed even redder if possible.
“How long have you been standing there?” She ducked her head, trying to hide behind those long blonde curls of hers.
“Long enough,” I smirked. I love how I can make her blush. “ I can’t wait to see you make yourself at home in my kitchen. I can watch you flutter around adorably.”
I walked over and hugged her from behind, resting against the counter and kissing her cheek down to her neck, resting my chin on her shoulder, “How’s the pizza coming along baby?”
Violet snuggled into my arms before responding, “It’s getting there, I’ve got three pizzas in the oven, two more pizzas waiting to be cooked and the water is boiling for hot chocolate as we speak.”
“Sounds perfect baby.” I kissed her cheek again before we heard footsteps running down the staircases.
Violets P.O.V.
“Are you making pizza?” Georgie and Alice asked as they came running into the kitchen.
“Yep, it’s almost done, and should be finished in about five minutes. So if you guys want to go set up the lounge for movies then Cole and I can finish making hot chocolate and get the pizzas out for all of us.”
Once the pizzas were all finished Cole and I walked through to the lounge with a tray of mugs filled to the brim with hot chocolate and the pizza cut up that made sharing them a whole lot easier. While we had been finishing up cooking all the pizza and hot chocolate the girls and Steve set up blankets and pillows all over the couches and the love seat.
Cole quickly claimed the love seat once he had set down the pizza on the coffee table which I quickly followed through with the chocolate. As soon as I had set it down though he pulled me right into his lap and laid me between his legs while he hugged me from behind. He kissed my cheek and then acted as if nothing was amiss.
“So what are we watching?” I asked as I snuggled into Cole’s warm embrace, hoping he didn’t notice. I guess he did notice because he hugged closer and kissed the top of my head. I hope they weren’t going to put on a horror movie. I hated them so much.
“It’s a surprise,” Alice said as she winked at me.
With that she pressed play and the movie started. The screen went black and this screaming girl popped up on the screen. I jumped in fright but Cole just hugged me to him, “It’s okay baby girl I’ve got you. It’s just a movie but I won’t let anyone hurt you. I take it you don’t like scary movies?” I just shook my head and sunk further into his arms. “If it gets too much just tell me and we can go watch a movie or something upstairs okay?” I nodded my head again not really feeling up for talking. I was silently cursing Alice and Georgie out, they knew how I felt about scary movies and they still put one on.
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