CHAPTER 2: VIOLET'S BRAIN
Present Day
Violet was waiting outside an office at the prison. She was waiting to talk with the prison psychologist. She was trying to find the root of her troubles and issues with the Brown family as well as her own family. Even though it was part of her sentence, she actually wanted to get help. Since arriving at the prison, she actually managed to stay out of trouble. She had pretty much stayed to herself, aside from her cellmate. She hadn't heard from anyone, besides her lawyers. She was truly on her own and no one seemingly wanted anything to do with her.
The psychologist, Penny Hampton, stepped out of her office and said, "Ms. Gray? You can come in, now." And Violet followed her into the office. It looked like any office in the outside world. You'd almost forget you were in prison at how nice it looked. It was one of the brightest places in the otherwise dreary women's prison.
Soon Violet was talking to Penny about her past issues with Charlie Brown and his family. "I guess I hated him, not because he was those things I said he was like being wishy-washy, dumb, plain, and dull, I guess I hated him because I wanted what he had; great parents who were there for him, good or bad. I didn't have that. My father was great when he was around, but my mom was a bitch, a dope fiend, and a lush, all rolled up in one! Charlie Brown's mother, by contrast, was the nicest lady you'd ever meet. She even give us popsicles! Imagine that! The mother of the boy I hated more than anything in the world handing his sworn enemy popsicles! Well I knew why I hated him, but until I tried to kill him and his family that night, I never thought about what fueled those jealous feelings. We were better off as far as riches goes, but we weren't close knit. At least not where my mother was concerned. At least I didn't have to deal with her often, as she was in and out of rehab. She lost at life as much as we lost baseball games on Charlie Brown's team. I wouldn't care if she died, to tell you the truth.
"On the flipside, my father is one of the dearest men you'd ever meet. I always wanted to marry a man like my father. But at the same time, he was too busy growing his business. By then, my jealousy of Charlie Brown and his family were growing. He even had a baby sister; I didn't even have that! That is, aside from my best friend, Patty, and to a lesser extent, Lucy Van Pelt. You remember her, don't you?"
"I do," said Penny. "I actually counseled her when she was here serving her sentence."
"Anyway, I yearned for what Charlie Brown had. That's why I hated him so much! A boring, dull, idiotic, shitstain of a boy can have a loving family and I can't, what the fuck is wrong with the world?! I know it was bad to think like that, but my jealous feelings took over and wreaked havoc on my life, and what's even more sad, is that I didn't realize it until December 24th when I had that gun ready to murder the entire family and anyone who got in my way. It was when I accidently shot the woman who was once my best friend, that I saw the ramifications of all of my actions. But it was too late. The damage was done. And here we are, doctor. I'm laying on your couch talking about my past and how it led up to the events of that night. I am not proud of what I did, but I take full responsibility."
"Well, Ms. Gray, you seem to be realizing where you went wrong and finally starting to see how your actions were part of why you are here now," Penny replied. "That shows you are starting to think rational. I think you may need only a few more sessions and then I can deem you finished with counseling and you can work on getting paroled sooner than later."
"I would like that," said Violet. "And I promised myself that if and when I do get out, I want to start a new life for myself and after my probation is done, I'm moving away from Sparkyville the first chance I get."
NEXT CHAPTER: DREAM OR NIGHTMARE?