A Light In The Dark

Chapter 3

When Violet entered the small room that she shared with her siblings, she found her brother and sister awake and anxious for her return.

"Violet!" Sunny exclaimed as she ran to her sister.

"Violet are you alright! What did he want with you?" Violet could sense the fear and concern in Klaus's voice. She picked her words carefully, trying very hard to cover up the truth of what had really happened.

"Nothing Klaus, I'm fine. He just wanted to go over our list of chores for tomorrow; I guess we have a lot more than we normally do. He was threatening of course, but no worse than usual.

"It took that long for him to go over a chore list?"

"Yes Klaus." It was very unnatural for Violet to lie to her brother, but she couldn't tell him what had really happened, it was just too shameful.

"Well, as long as you're all right, we were afraid you'd never come back! You never know what Count Olaf might be up too. Are you sure he didn't try to hypnotize you or something? Remember at Lucky Smells when he did that to me. God I don't want to go through that again." Klaus's voice shook a little, and Violet could see that he'd been truly terrified for her. She wished she could blame her feelings on hypnosis, but she'd been feeling this way for a while now.

"No Klaus I'm perfectly fine." Violet gave him a reassuring smile. "Why don't we try and get some sleep, we've got a big day ahead of us." The three orphans curled up on the floor. Violet had no problem falling asleep, but when she awoke in the morning she felt like she'd been hit by a truck. She dreamt of Olaf the whole night.

"I'm actually starting to wish for a chore list now, I'm so bored." The orphans hadn't seen Count Olaf for days now, and they were running out of ways to pass the time. After reading every book in sight, twice, Klaus was becoming quite sick of staring at the ceiling.

"I wonder what's gotten into Count Olaf, he hasn't left his room in days, and did you hear all that commotion last night? It sounded like someone was throwing things, some sort of confrontation."

"I don't know Klaus, just be thankful he's leaving us alone for once." Although Violet really didn't know, but she couldn't shake the feeling that this had something to do with her."

That night as Violet slept, she was awakened by a large crash. She sat up, shaken, and surveyed the room, finding her siblings still asleep. She got up and crept to the doorway to see what the source of the noise was. When she peeked into the hall, she found it dark and completely silent, but just as she was about to turn and go back to sleep, the hook handed man stepped out of a room. She tried to hide but he spotted her.

"You! Orphan, come here." Violet hesitated, but went to him, not wanting to know what those hooks could do to her.

"Alright girl, Count Olaf says you've been trying to kill him." Violet stood aghast by his accusation, as anyone would when accused of trying to kill someone when they most certainly had not.

"I don't know what your talking about."

"Quite frankly, neither do I. He hasn't been making any sense lately, just yelling and throwing things around. Whatever your're doing, you've ticked him off and there's gonna be hell to pay if you don't make amends. And who do you thinks gonna be the one paying? Me, that's right, and I have been these past few days. I can't take anymore of this abuse. The man's finally flipped his lid. Now look, Count Olaf's a colleague of mine, meaning we work together."

"I know what a colleague is!" Violet cut in, annoyed that people where still treating her like a child when she was nearly 18.

"Either way, its very hard to work with someone while running the risk of having your head bashed in by various flying objects every time you try to get a word in. So, I want you to go in there and resolve this problem. You're the one responsible."

"I haven't touched him!"

"I don't care girl. Now come on!" He grabbed her arm, and walked toward Olaf's bedroom door, dragging her behind him. He knocked twice, opened the door and threw her in. The door slammed behind her, and she found herself in the heart of the lair of the beast.

"I said get out!" She heard him roar from the shadows. Violet was too frightened to move.

"God dammit Fernald! Don't make me throw another knife. I'll aim better this time.

"No! Don't throw anything, its me, Violet. She stepped further into the room and made out his disheveled form sitting on the bed. The room was a mess, with things strewn all over the place.

"What the hell are you doing here, I thought I tol-"

"I didn't come her of my own will. Your associate threw me in. He said you've been acting like an animal, making accusations that I've been trying to kill you. Bit I'll leave now, you're obviously to psychotic to reason with." Suddenly, he shot up from the shadows, grabbing her wrist before it reached the door. His eyes met her own, and she felt like he was boring into her soul with them.

"I know why you've come here. You want to hurt me further don't you? What is this, revenge? Such a strange way to go about but I suppose its been done before. Seducing a man just to watch him suffer."

"Seduce you! First I'm killing you and now I'm seducing you. I think you've finally lost your mind. I haven't touched you!"

"No, but you are killing me, slowly and oh so softly. With your goodness, your love, you're trying to destroy me. But I can't let that happen Violet. I'll have to destroy you first." He pulled her to him, so close that she could hear his heart beat and feel the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. Violet couldn't pull away; she couldn't bring herself to move. His strength was so great, and she felt limp and drugged from the closeness of him. All logic told her to break from his grasp, but she felt so strange in his hold. It felt so right to be encircled by this being. This man with his arms around her whose breath she could feel upon her neck. Why did she feel so complete here?

"Why don't you pull away Violet? Aren't you afraid? I'm a murderer Violet, a killer. I'm evil."

"I can't." she uttered in a broken voice. Olaf laughed, a mean, sarcastic, ugly sound.

"Violet, what the hell is wrong with you?"

Oh dear! is my grammar horrible or what? Well, I hope you enjoyed it! How am I doing? Is it too OOC? I don't know, please review :) Chapter 4 is in the works.