Excerpt from the memory of Violet Baudilaire
When I woke up the sun was coming through the broken glass of the large window, it was shining right on my face. I sat up and looked around at the almost completely bare warehouse. Now that it was brighter I could see everything that was in this barren wasteland. It looked like a cement desert, nothing but some scattered hangers all over the chipped floor. The clothes on which we slept on last night looked like someone had ripped random pieces of cloth apart and then sewn them all together.
After a while I didn't want to look at the warehouse anymore so I looked at the people around me. Sunny was still sleeping soundlessly, curled up in the pillow covers. To my right were Klaus and Quigley. They both looked like they hadn't gotten much sleep. I stood up from where I had slept and walked around Klaus, over to Quigley. He looked so handsome sleeping; I kissed his forehead lightly not wanting to wake him.
I walked around for a while taking in the sun from the broken window thinking of what we could do next. 'Think, Violet, think!' I thought hard and long, it wasn't helping. Even when my hair was tied up, I still couldn't think of anything. 'There's always something.' I hopelessly told myself.
Quigley was the first to wake up. He walked over and kissed my cheek lightly, then leaned against the wall next to the shattered window. "Violet don't beat yourself up for what has happened, it's not your fault." He looked serious. I knew it wasn't my fault, but I couldn't help but take some of the blame. We stood there for a while, talking, just talking, about thing that could have happened, but didn't, and things that shouldn't have happened but did.
Klaus woke up next and put a hand on my shoulder, it was nice having the two of them there, and it helped me. Finally Sunny woke up; we all turned to look at her as she stretched out her arms and yawned. She smiled weakly and walked over to where we all stood. Klaus bent down and picked her up; bring her eye level with him. She leaned over to hug me. I felt tears forming in my eyes and when I blinked, a solitary tear rolled down my cheek. Quigley apparently saw this because he came over and pulled Klaus, Sunny and I in a comforting hug. There we stood for what seemed like hours, together.
While standing there in Quigley's and my sibling's arms, I thought about all the "adventures" we've had; living with Count Olaf, standing in the Reptile Room looking at Uncle Monty's dead body. We have survived a hurricane, having to work in a lumber mill, meeting and losing two great friends. Along with being thrown down an ersatz elevator shaft; building a self-sustaining hot-air balloon, almost having unnecessary surgery, working in a carnival; and most recently we've had to deal with snow gnats and a grim grotto, and finally, a very perilous parlor. When I thought about what has all happened to us, I'm thankful we survived this far, and I tried even harder to think of something, anything we could do. I had nothing, nothing, I cried harder, tears cascading down my cheeks. I couldn't stop them even when Quigley started to tell me everything will be ok. I wanted to believe him, I desired to believe him but I just couldn't, I released myself from his warm arms. "How can everything be ok, if nothing has been ok for the longest time?" I argued, screaming at the top of my lungs. That was the first time I had ever yelled at him, I felt weird, wrong. "I'm sorry, I'm ju-just—" he pulled me into another hug, I began to punch his chest out of frustration, and he just stood there and held me.
Klaus and Sunny watched me break down in front of them; by the way they stood there I could tell they were shocked at the way I was acting. When I finally calmed down, and stopped punching Quigley's chest, he pushed me away so he could see my face, and I could see his. "I know nothing has been ok for a long time, but that doesn't mean things won't get better, or worse." He looked me strait in the eye, his eyes piercing mine it was as if he wasn't even looking at me, but through me. I looked away and stared at the floor as though there was something down there that was interesting. He cupped my cheek in his hand and forced me to look at him, "We'll get through this," I looked him in the eye, which were still looking though me, "together." With that he kissed me deeply. As he kissed me, I started to feel like everything would be ok, as long as I was with him.
A/N: Sorry I've been really busy with school stuff P and my friend just moved out of state, I had to help her pack, I miss her already. But at least I finish the chapter right? Anyway, it's a short one R&R, thanx! I'll start chap eleven soon.
