Welcome to my newest story! I promised an Isadora story, but this one was just in my mind and just SCREAMING to be written! This will be my first multichapter story so I hope you ALL enjoy it! The character's belong to Lemony Snicket, "Harold Song" belongs to Ke$ha. It starts with a songfic and will have a few sprinkled in! Switches points of view later on the story!
Chapter 1
Violet's POV
I miss your soft lips, I miss your white sheets, I miss the scratch of your unshaved chin on my cheek.
I missed Quigley Quagmire more than I could possible say. I missed everything about him. He was just so perfect. We were dating, but he was away on VFD business for a whole year, way longer than the two weeks he told me. I can only hope he is not hurt.
And this is so hard 'cuz I didn't see that you were the love of my life and it kills me.
I didn't remember how hard it was to be away from him for so long. Why didn't I notice that what we had was so special? What if I never see him again? What if he doesn't know how much I love him?
I see your face in strangers on the street, I still say your name when I'm talking in my sleep.
Duncan Quagmire was no stranger to me and my siblings, but I avoided him now. He liked me and he looked too much like Quigley. It would be too painful to look into his eyes and long for Quigley. It's true, the events that happened three years ago when I was fourteen have taken their toll on me. I had tried slitting my wrists, but I hated the marks it left. I tried everything to forget what happened, but it only made my problem worse. I had nightmares of Quigley being ripped away from me, I screamed his name in my sleep.
And in the limelight, I play it off fine. But I can' handle it when I turn off my nightlight.
I was a prominent inventor, a dream come true for me. But my smile for the cameras was totally fake. If they knew that I went home, turned off my light and cried into my pillow, I wouldn't even care. It was just too much.
They say that true love hurts well this could almost kill me. Young love murder, that is what this must be. I would give it all to not be sleeping alone.
I knew I was in love. No one could have told me being separated would be this painful. Damn, I just wish I could be holding him again.
The life is fading from me while you watch my heart bleed, young love murder this is what this must be. I would give it all to not be sleeping alone.
If only he knew about the fact I about my suffered from depression last year. Or wrists. Or shall we say "mind expanding" things. It was bad. I totally regret it now. I'm recovered but I feel like if I don't see him soon, I will start again.
I remember the time we jumped the fence when the Stones were playing and we were too broke to get in. You held my hand and I swore it was the best night of my life. Or when you took me across the world. We promised it would last forever but now I see it was my past life a beautiful time Drunk off nothing but each other till the sunrise.
We went to the Rolling Stones concert last year. We sat outside the venue just listening to the music. I was the best night I had ever had. We had been sitting on the slope in the Mortmain Mountains, I felt like I could see the world. We promised that we loved each other and this would last forever(I loved that moment at age fourteen). Before, I didn't want or need anything.
I looked out the window, as the phone rang. It was Duncan calling me. No, I couldn't answer it. He couldn't know how sad I was. I sat down at my piano and played a song. Most probably rock n roll. I just didn't have it in me to do inventing at the time. I needed just some quiet time in my music. I, Violet Baudelaire, didn't know what lay ahead.
OOOOO a cliff hanger! Don't worry I'll pick it up soon and add fluff! Please read and review! You will get an update as soon as possible! I hope you like it! =)