"Come on Violet, one more shot won't hurt you." Rueben poured another shot glass full of tequila for the girl and pushed it right in front of her.
"At this rate we'll need to restock up on everything we had before you came in. We've drank so much already. Not necessarily me more you."
Rueben took a sip of his beer and started laughing. "Like father like son right? I'll call John to buy some in the morning don't worry your dad wont' even notice a bottle has been missing, will he even care?" He began laughing again thinking it was a joke but to Violet it struck a chord inside her. By the last part of his sentence Violet drank two more shots and poured herself some red wine. "Look at you Miss Hood. Goodie two shoes Hood who's always following the rules is finally letting loose. Someone call the entire school."
"Very funny. Look at us the son and daughter of two business moguls yet here we are. Drowning sorrows as if we have real ones to drown. I certainly do I'm not sure about you."
Ruben laughed at this statement with a hidden tone of sadness. To most only the obnoxious side of the Irish teen is shown but, it takes one broken soul to know another. Violet didn't have to say anything more but to ruffle his hair a bit as they both looked at each other and heavily sighed.
"An alcoholic Irish father and an unfaithful British father. We make a dynamic duo don't we Violet? A pair of broken teenagers-"
"Just trying to make sense of the world we grew up in and what we abruptly see everyday." Violet finished the sentence.
"You think we would be happy with everything by this point. But everything just seems so incomplete. Everything seems to be on a constant loop. Spoiled kids we're called, with everything within our grasp when all we are truly missing is-"
"A family." Violet's voice began to break. She had a family one that was happy even for a point in time for one second in their lives all three of them were happy, at some point.
"You have a family Violet." Rueben looked at his childhood friend. The pair grew up together practically without a choice.
"No I don't. What I have is a father who doesn't even know how to love his daughter. Who doesn't know how to say the truth. Who doesn't even have answers. Who is suddenly not as perfect as everyone portrays him to be."
"I think you need a drink."
"Or three."
Rueben and Violet poured more into their glasses hoping that their blurry visions could make their broken selves seem whole. All the liquid hoping to fill the voids in their bodies.
All her life the raven-haired girl never woke up to a quiet household. Every morning would be chaos, but not the kind of chaos that would make your head hurt, the chaos that would show just how much you should appreciate all the people in your life. Marian would make breakfast with the help of Little John's wife Rose. But when she woke up that morning Violet was expecting a silent household filled with nothing. What she got was a different version of chaos, the kind that breaks your heart.
"Flight E314 from San Francisco to Story Brooke Maine has had an accident during the duration of the flight and crashed early this morning. The search and rescue team have found a few of the passengers but there are still more to be found. If you see someone you know on the screen now the team is still looking for them, fear not they will be brought back to safety wherever they might be."
The sound of TV bounced off all the walls making the newscasters voice sound louder than ever. Rose stood by Violet waiting for the names but hoping they don't have to. All that repeatedly ran through the teenager's mind to prevent her panic attack from exploding is that her father flew to New York last night with Rueben's father, Killian Jones. He didn't go to Story Brooke, he hasn't been there in years he just couldn't. After what seemed like an eternity the voice spoke again.
"Rachel Curtis. David Suarez. Elizabeth Robins. Robin Hood…."
As the voice, continued Violet didn't even notice. The world stopped right before her eyes the minute she saw her father's name on the screen. He was supposed to be in New York, he was supposed to be in New York with that drunk Irish pirate considering brewing another kind of beer. Her dad was supposed to come home tomorrow. The voice continued to speak which made the girl go insane.
"Turn that bloody thing off!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. "Just please turn it off." Violet's body gave in and her tears flowed faster.
"I don't understand. I just don't understand." Violet has been repeated the same three to four words for he past thirty minutes. Her mind can't erase her father's name from appearing on the screen next to the sign saying 'have yet to be found'.
Rose came up from behind her with a glass of water. "Robin changed his ticket last minute Violet. He told me not to tell you." Through her entire life, she has seen Rose almost every single day. This woman is her mum's best friend and has always been. Always the loyal one.
"I'm going to the airport maybe they have something they can tell me that the news didn't report." As she stood up Rueben came in stopping her.
"Oh, no you're not. You just had a panic attack you need to let the search and rescue team do their job Violet. Don't get in the middle of this."
"No offense but your alcoholic father is at least safe and sound in New York. You can call him right now and he will on the other line, my father can be dead so no I'm not just going to sit here and wait when I can do something to help. Move." Violet pushed Rueben to the side grabbing her keys.
Rose looked over at Rueben. "Did you really expect Violet to sit down and wait for something to appear? By now you should know that she isn't some damsel in distress that you can just save Rueben. She isn't one of the women your dad picks up."
"Look Rose I just want her to be safe."
"She will be. You know her, family is everything."
"You didn't hear her last night. It takes one to know one and family might mean everything but I'm not sure about this."
Rose walked over to the family picture of the Hood's that they kept beside the shelf next to the TV. All smiles as if nothing has happened, as if nothing could break them. After Marian left she promised her best friend that she would be the one to look after what was left of the family.
"Family is everything Rueben it really is."
As soon as Violet got into the car everything seemed like a blur. All her life she has came home to a complete family. Her mum was there followed by her father but now her mum left she can't lose her dad too.
"What the hell were you thinking dad? Story Brooke, really?" Violet sighed and started the car in hopes that maybe at the end of all of this was just some sick and twisted joke.
The airport was as chaotic as one could imagine after an accident. People crying throwing anything possible at the workers who are also in a frenzy trying to tell everyone that they have no idea what is going on. She could relate to all the people who are a mess because of this. Just under two hours she was crying about the thought of losing the only parent who didn't leave her. Crying about the last words she ever said to him.
Although waiting in line wasn't going to help her with time. If she wanted to know any information even just a possible location she would need to talk to someone just someone. Pushing her way through the invasion of people in front of the counter she slammed her hand on it causing everyone to stop and stare.
"Hi I need to know where my dad is."
"I'm sorry miss but we can't help you now."
"What do you mean?! Isn't this your fucking job?!"
"Miss now please we don't want to escort you out of the airport."
"My dad he wasn't supposed to be on this flight, he was supposed to be on his way to New York!"
Violet's words got louder and louder with all the anger bubbling inside her with all the incompetent people not willing to even bother to help. The man working waved over for security to put her to the side which if they were smart enough to know wouldn't stop her. As she got pushed to the side a teenage boy about her age walked up the counter.
"Look excuse me security please my dad. I just want to find him. I can walk to the back of the line, I won't cause trouble." She said trying to reason with them.
"We need to walk you out."
"Listen you don't understand. My mum left I can't lose my dad too."
With a heavy sigh the men gave in knowing how desperate this girl was. "What's his name?"
Before Violet could answer she heard her father's name come out of someone's mouth that clearly wasn't hers. She looked at the crowd of people once again and noticed it was the same teenage boy who walked to the front after she got pushed out. He said her father's name.
"Robin Hood, he's my dad."
"That's impossible, he's my dad." Violet spoke loudly for everyone to hear. "Dad never spoke about you. Who are you anyways?"
"Henry Mills."