Hi guys
I'm starting with a new fic about Murder House
I was inspired by a character from the series Bates Motel to create a new character.
Hope you like and read a lot.
Enjoy ...
CHAPTER 1 – THE VOICE MESSAGE
" Violet , you never call me back again . I knew that you and your family moved , that's great .
I'm ... I really miss you and I miss our talk about book and boys .
So , call me ... I want to know everything about the new house .
Bye , Violet "
Violet put her cellphone on her bed , she opened one of the box that she was unpacking and take out a picture frame .
In the photo , Violet was 11 years old and by her side a girl at the same age ; Brown eyes , brown hair and fair skin .
" Oh , I miss you too , Leah " Violet said looking to the girl on the photo
Suddenly the door of Violet's room opened up and her mother , Vivien Harmon , entered in the room .
Violet put the photo away in the box quickly , Vivien realized the act of Violet and crossed her arms .
" I'm messing up something ? " Vivien said
" No ... What you want ? " Violet asked sitting on her bed
" You could help me unpack some boxes , but you have more boxes to than I to open. " Vivien said looking to the boxes in the corner of the room
Violet didn't answer , she looked to her cellphone .
Violet was thinking of the voice message left by Leah and how she felt bad for not telling one of the only friend that she had in Boston , that she would move with her family .
" What's wrong ? " Vivien asked
Violet had a awakening and realized that Vivien was leaning in the doorway staring at Violet .
" There's nothing wrong , mom ." Violet said rising from bed and getting face to face with Vivien " I better start unpacking those boxes ! "
" Ok , I come back later " Vivien said and walked down the hall
Violet ran to her bed and grabbed the phone , she dialed the number of Leah and waited she answered .
. . .
Leah lived with her father in Boston , she had 17 years old the same age as Violet .
She met Violet when both were 11 years old .
Leah and Violet used to sit in the back of the classroom . The two sat alone at lunch and shared the books they read during the weekend .
Leah had Cystic Fibrosis , a genetic disorder that her mother had and caused her mother's death , so Leah was forced to bring a oxygen tank with her wherever she goes .
Leah was 8 years old when she discovered the disease . After that she had taking some medicines and walked with the oxygen tank .
. . .
Leah was having lunch with her father when her cellphone rang . She saw the name of Violet on the mobile screen and smile .
" Excuse me , dad , I have to anser that . " Leah said and get up from the table
She climbed the stairs and entered in her room , closing the door behind her .
" Violet , you finally called back ! " Leah said with a tone of relief
