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Violet Ch 9: Sleeping BeautyFor a while I just layed there in my bed. I don't what to do. This is so weird. I mean is today like be so fucking weird and scare the crap out Violet day? I just don't get people. People are mean and stupid.
Sometimes I think I'm not human. I'm just some person from a whole other world. Or maybe there's some sickness going around that takes out people's hearts, turning them in to totally bitches.
I hug the nearest thing to me in the darkness of my room. It was Markest jacket. I hugged it to my face, but I don't know why. It kinda smelled nice. Kinda like cutton candy. It's weird, I mean how can some football player jacket smell like so... So, girly... It was soft too. His mom must wash is clothes or something. I threw his jacket on to my computer chair but I missed.
"Eh..." I said, not really caring about it. I just stayed there. I closed my eyes. Maybe if I fall asleep I'll stay asleep, in a wonderful dream. Not living in this nightmare.
A few hours then past by. I'm not s
Violet Ch. 8: Stay BeautifulWe walked down the stairs into the living room, where the officers where waiting. I grasp Grandma's hand tight. I wasn't sure what they wanted to ask and what I was going to tell them. I can deeply truely say that I have never been so scared in my whole scared.
Offier Jones was blonde, deep purple eyes, pale skin and he was a very tall man. Unlike Offier Jones, Officer Thomas was a short, black woman who wore sliver hoop earings. Her lips with shiny and her eyes were yellowish brown which made her face so beautiful. They both wore a blue police offier unifrom.
They then look at me. Officers Thomas than greeted me with a smile. "Hello, there. I'm Officer Thomas and this is my partner Officer Jones. You must be Violet, yes?" She said as she walk up to me and took out her hand.
In a soft voice I reply, "Yes, I am..." I shoke her hand and she shoke back.
She took her hand back. I sat down on couch with grandma. "It is alright with you that we ask you some questions about what ha
Violet Ch 7: OfficersI stand in the door way, frozen. I totally forgot about the police. Of coruse, they would get called. Who else would take Kevin away? I know it wouldn't be his parents...
"I'll go get her, Officers...?" I heard grandma ask.
"I'm Officer Jones and this is Officer Thomas, Mis and that would be nice," Officer Jones said.
"Okay, then." Grandma said. I then heard her run up the stairs. I ran back to my bed and went back under the covers. It felt so safe there, even tho it was just really a thick piece of fabic like any other blanket.
"Violet!" Grandma ran next to me. "You need to get you little behind down stairs. You have a lot to explain, to us."
"US?" I asked, acting like I didn't hear I thing that happen down stairs.
"THE POLICE IS DOWN THERE, WAITING FOR YOU!"
"No matter what, I love you and I didnt do anything bad. Got that clear?"
"Clear." I peek my eyes out of the covers. She was smiling at me. She smile, showing that she trust me but I
Violet Ch. 6: WonderingI layed there. Wondering what's going to happen next. What was going to happen to me, and everyone's lives now? I know for fact Mandy's now going to make my life more of a living nightmare. I've always wonder... Why? Why, did she hate me?
I go back, to the first day's of school... I never did anything... She just hated me... It was because I was differen't from everyone else. My hair. I had purple hair, hers was blonde with some redish orange. My eyes. Mine are green, hers are brown. My family. I don't have a mom, I don't know anything about her. Not even what she looks like. It's like she's not even a real person. Dad and grandma has and never will say anything about her. I've tryed, many times but it will never work. She's has a mom and a dad. They gave her anything and everything. Everything is different from me to her. She must have been scared of those differences. Then that fear turned into hate. Hate, for me. I never really been scared of different things. It's just how I was ri
Violet Ch 5: Markest!What's going on? I thought. Why did Kevin do that? Why is Markest driving my car? Did Mandy plan this? Did someone call the cop's on Kevin? OH MY GOD! Am I wearing his football jacket?! A million question went though my head. It was starting give me a head ach. My stomach also hurts. It started growling.
"Someone must be hungary," Markest said as he drive.
"Nooo," I lied back. I didn't have breakfast. I think I left my tea in my locker. I still was shaking and confuesd from all this. I WANNA GO HOME! I thought.
He stop at a stop sign. He started looking around this car.
"W-what a-are you doing?" I asked.
"Looking for a water bottle or something for you," He told me. He kept on. "Hey! Look at what I found!" He holded up my gallon of tea. Guess I didn't leave it in my locker.
"Give me," I said softly, holding out my kinda shaking hands for it.
He shaked his head. "When I get you home you can have it." He sat it back done and kept driving. "You live in a house on Whitlock, right?" I noded
AerosolIt has been a day and a half since the crash, and I have found a cabin. In some ways, this is a relief. I don’t know if I could face another night on the mountain without shelter. Outside, a fire does no good: the heat simply travels upwards. However, this place also raises some difficult questions. I estimate that I’ve put eight miles between myself and the crash site. I don’t know if this will be enough. It Saving...
occurs to me that I don’t really know anything.
The survival manual recommends staying with the plane. It explains that this affords the best chance of rescue. It explains that the wreckage offers warmth and shade. It explains that seventy percent of pilots who stay are located within three days, while seventy percent of those who leave are
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