I wake up on the couch feeling very light headed. It was 4:00am. "Urrk, Oh my fucking god, what happen last night?" I question as I struggle to rise from the floor. "Arin? *hiccup* Suzy?" I ask. I try to make my way out of the room but the goddamn coffee table was in front of me and I tripped over it. "Mother fucker," I sigh as I pick myself up again. My balance ratio was pretty poor. "I must have been completely mortal last night. What's that?" I say as I pick up an empty purple bottle with a label around it saying 'Drink Me'. I look down at my outfit. "Oh right, Alice in *hiccup* wonderland." I put my hand in front of my mouth and breathe into in. Smelling my hand, I realize how much I actually must have drank the night before.
When I eventually make my way out of the living room I realise how badly I need to apologise to Dan. I decide to make myself look decent in my room, getting some new clothes on (actually pyjamas) and brush through my hair. The house was pretty quiet, people were probably still asleep. Washing my face in the bathroom Mimi was meowing at me. "You hungry little buddy?" I ask her as Mochi joins us. "Gimme a second to wash my make-up off from last night and I'll feed you. Ok?" I didn't put any eyebrow make-up on for the party, thank god. It's always an asshole to get back off again.
"Doo-do-do-doo." I sing when I go back down the stairs with the cats close behind. Yawning, I put the cats' food and water out and go back upstairs to dowse my face in water to try and sober myself up. "What am I gonna say probably something ridiculously stupid like: 'I'm sorry for calling you a prick last night, I'm the real prick'. I don't fuckin' know. Meh, whatever I say, he'll probably still see me as a pain in the arse."
I kinda felt sorry for Barry, he had to share an apartment with Mr-Know-It-All. What do I know at this point? I knew I'd acted like a jerk. I wanted to think it through but I was way too inebriated. I grab my pen and my note pad that I always doodle in. Time to write a letter.
Half an hour later I finish.
"Boom, now fold it up and leave it on the mantle for him." I say while putting the short apologetic letter on the mantel piece. "Now I'm going to hide in my room with the door locked." I say while walking back up the stairs. I lock the bedroom door and open the window.
~~~~~~~~Danny's POV~~~~~~~~~
I knock on my friends' front door hoping that Violet doesn't answer.
"Hiya, Dan and Barry. Did you get home alright last night?" Suzy asked after opening the front door.
"Yeah, we did." Barry answers. Barry didn't drink last night so we could both get home.
"Violet left something for you on the mantle Danny." Arin said walking into view.
"Umm, ok." I say while Barry and I enter the building. "What is it?"
"It's a small folded up bit of paper." Arin said. "So probably a letter."
It worried me a little because it's more important if written down in words. I grab it from the mantle and go upstairs in to the bathroom so I didn't get distracted.
'Dear Danny,
I am extremely sorry for everything that I've ever said or did. Last night has been eating away at me all morning. I realize that I sound like a fucking bitch and I don't know what to say. I understand if you don't except this as an apology. Please feel obligated to want to punch me in the face 10x's more than usually. Now I know, there's nothing I can say to change that part (of the night). Have you ever felt alone, rejected, confused, lost, anxious, wrong, wronged, unclean, angry, ashamed, and curious or used. Well you can be prepared to feel revenge. I don't mind. I really don't mind another cog in the murder machine. Fuck it, now I'm just quoting MCR.
All apologies from your incomprehensible, idiot, foolish, two faced, bitch who dares to call herself your friend.
Violet.'
I go back down the stairs. "It's an apology letter. I don't even know why she wrote it." I announce.
"I think it's to do with after the party, I think." Barry said being the only completely sober one in the room.
"What d'ya mean Bar?" Arin asked.
"She called Dan a prick." Barry sadly answered.
"That's what this is about. Of course I'll except that mad bitches apology." I say going up stairs.
~~~~~~~~~~Violet's POV~~~~~~~~~~~
I unlock the door when I hear someone coming up the stairs and then return to my perch.
"Violet, are you awake?" Dan asked.
"It's open, you can come in." I reply.
"I just wanted to sa- WHAT'RE YOU DOING?!" Dan shouts after noticing my position.
"Dangling my legs out the window, I'm boiling in here." I say shuffling backwards into my room. "It's melting th'day."
"Get down from there, Violet!" Dan persuades.
"Which way?" I tease in which I realized it wasn't a good idea to do so a second afterwards but I stuck with it. "I suppose you read the letter, then?"
"I did, yes." You could hear the panic in his voice.
"Is everything ok up there?" Suzy asks while bounding up the stairs.
"Yeah, I'm just getting some breeze." I say.
"It's November its freezing cold… What are you doing?" Suzy asks. "You'll could catch a cold. I can't have that, were filming today, Violet."
"No, no I don't catch a cold easily." I say slipping further back into my room. "You know, times like this. Reminds me of the life I wish I could have. A better one you know."
"Violet what're you saying?" Dan asks.
I sigh "Never mind, in any case. I'm gonna drop to the floor." I started unintentionally slipping out of the window. I was a cadet I knew how to handle this fuck up. "Daww, shit. I meant the other way. I swear." I grab the edge of the window and start swinging myself up and down so I look like a snake in mid-air. Dan was grabbing my hands with all of his strength. "Dan, I'm gonna take a quick break but don't you worry."
"How am I not supposed to worry, you apologized for no reason. I need to worry about you, as a friend." Dan was panting.
"VIOLET!" Barry called "WHAT ARE YOU DOING, GET BACK IN THERE. STOP HANGING OUT THE WINDOW AND GET DAN TO PULL YOU IN" He was in the garden with Arin and Suzy just in case Dan dropped me.
"What's the worst thing that could happen? Half of my legs are metal. I could probably jump down."
"Don't, whatever you do, just don't." Dan said. "I'm gonna pull you back in."
"Dan, no. I'm a heavy girl. You'll rip my arms off. Let me go."
"No, Violet are you mad?!"
"It sounds weird but I have more chance of living if you let go." I look at him in the eyes then look down below me. "Can I just say, I'm terrified of heights, Dan. But let's do this shit."
"NO!" Dan yelled.
"FUCKING DO IT!" I scream "You guys are gonna have to move, I've instructed Dan to drop me!" I yell to the people below us. They leave space for me to drop.
Dan lets go and all I see is him falling backwards before losing sight of him. Parachute time! I believed in myself and that's all that mattered. On my back, in coffin position, with my eyes closed I land on the ground. Opening my eyes I say "He makes such a big deal out of everything." I get up off of the floor and lift the back of my top up. "Is it red anywhere Suzy?" I ask. "If it is just point out where so I know."
"There's a massive amount of red were your appendix is, so pretty much the full bottom right of your back." Suzy points out.
"What appendix?" I say as Arin and Barry look confused. "I had it taken out years ago. Oh well, I'm gonna bruise like a peach." They raise an eyebrow as I confirm. "Dan's probably fainted. I have that effect on people." I giggle. "Let's go check on him." I run up stairs with my friends.
I get up to my bedroom.
"Dan, are you ok?" Arin asks.
"Nope," I say bluntly. "He's out. I'll make it then you need to help me get him on my bed, ok?" Barry and Arin nod.
When we get him on the bed I sit beside him. "I have more apologizing to do." I hold the lanky man's hand until he wakes up.
~~~~~~~2 hours later~~~~~~~
"Danny, please, I'm right here." I cry still holding his hand.
"Violet, look he's opened his eyes." Holly said. (Ross and Holly turned up half an hour after Dan fainted, btw)
"DANNY!" I yelled hugging him. "Danny, you're awake!"
"Violet, I know. It's because you're next to me." Danny cheekily says with a grin on his face.
"Violet's been holding your hand for the whole 2 hours you've been out, Dan." Barry admits.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you, Danny!" I was actually crying. He sits up and caresses the side of my face, moving my hair out of the way. "I'm so sorry for everything I've ever done, said or have happen to you!"
"Apology accepted." Dan smiles. "Are you hurt?"
"I'm bruised like a peach, but oh well." I say still hugging him.
"Let me see." He said with concern on his face.
"Fine, just don't be a perv." I say lifting the back of my top for him.
"I'll make sure he won't." Holly said.
"Ooh, Jesus, Violet. That looks painful. Come lie next to me. It's your bed after all." Dan says putting down my top after carefully rubbing my back. "Be honest with me, rate your pain. 10 is the worst and 1 is nothing at all."
"I must admit. I lied to you guys." I said to Barry and Holly. "It's more like a 9 and a half, really." I admit going round the other side of my bed to lie down.
"Holly!" Suzy called.
"I'll stay in here with them, Holly. You go see what Suzy needs." Barry said and Holly left closing the door behind her.
I lay on my side facing away from Avidan. I was lying on his arm, though. The room was filled with smiles and silence. I break the silence.
"I think I'll go and apply for the apartment later, if you guys don't mind." I smile a smile that was half happiness and half sucking up the pain that I felt.
"Barry will have to take you, Blackwell. I have some grumping to do with Arin."
"Alright, that's settled." I say.
"Barry! I need your help too!" Suzy called.
"Don't do anything stupid, Dan… And that's a message to you as well, Violet." Barry said before leaving the room.
"Yes captain." I sleepily say.
"You comfortable there, Violet." Dan says.
"Yeah, I guess I am." I admit again. "I see you lying next to me, with words I thought I'd never speak, awake and unafraid, asleep or dead." I sleepily sing. In a few minutes I fall asleep.
~~~~~~~~Suzy's POV~~~~~~~~~~
"I hope they're alright." I mutter while putting a plate back in the cupboard.
"They will be, Suze." Barry says. We were working together to do the dishes. Holly was sorting the fridge.
"When Dan asked Violet her pain level she said it was a 9 and a half. Meaning its almost excruciating." Holly said.
"Lying next to Dan's probably healing it." Arin joked as he walked in. We laughed as we did our jobs and Dan came down not too long after.
"She's asleep now, apparently my boney arms are comfortable to lie on." Dan was on a high of happiness.
"You enjoy yourself Dan?" Ross asked from the living room.
"It's not like I can say no." Dan laughed and went to sit in the other room with Ross.
"Doesn't Violet have to apply for a TIN still? She still has to get her money converted too." Arin asked.
"Yeah, I'm gonna help her later on." Barry says. "I'm gonna take her to apply for the apartment soon as well. Whenever she's ready we'll go." Barry had finished up with the last of the dishes and had drained the sink. He went upstairs straight after.
~~~~~~~Violet's POV~~~~~~~~~~
'Knock-knock' I was awoken by Barry tapping on my door.
"Uwah, Oh shit. I drooled again." I look down at my pillow then the man at my door. "Oh, hi. What do you need?"
"I was just gonna tell you that we can go when you're ready." He peeked his head through the opening in between the wall and the door.
"Cool, could you sit in here with me, I don't want to leave my bed yet and I don't wanna be alone."
"Yeah… sure." Barry awkwardly sat on the end of my bed facing away.
"Thanks." I say awkwardly.
"For what?" Barry replies.
"Everything." I smile. "I still don't know a whole lot about you."
"What do you wanna know?"
"How actually old are you?" I ask with curiousness in my eyes.
"I'm actually only 25."
"So am I. Date of Birth?" I ask again.
"December 3rd."
"Mine's December 13th. We are so similar." I couldn't believe our similarities. I started rummaging around in the piles of clothes. "Meh, the jeans are clean. I'll just wear them again. Umm, and I'll wear this top. Boom, outfit!" I began getting ready.
"I'll just wait outside." Barry said.
"You've seen me without a top on before. Plus, your name isn't Dan. I don't mind." I say. "Stay put. Just don't tell Dan."
"Alright."
I pull the bed top off and replace it with a Fall Out Boy t-shirt. "And if Dan does walk by." I take my bed shorts off. "He's gonna have to get through me before you. It's not your fault." I pull on my jeans.
"Are you sure."
"I'm finished," I grab his hand. "Let's go." I slip on my off brand trainers and grab my hoodie. We run down the stairs. "Sup, Kevin." I see the baby grump and greeted him. I let go of Barry's hand and went in to the living room. "Hi, Holly." I grab my phone and purse. "Barry, hold my phone." I say while handing my mobile to the kind man. I stuck my purse in my mouth, put my hoodie on and remove the purse again. I get my phone back from Barry. "See ya soon guys." I belt and drag Barry out of the house.
"You can ride shotgun if you like." Barry offered.
"Yes please." I jump in the car.
"So, you ready to head out." Barry asks.
"Shit! I've forgot my TIN stuff, it's in the envelope upstairs. I need to go get it." I jump out of the car and run back in the building. I was trying to avoid eye contact with Dan at any cost. I grabbed the envelope and made sure everything was in it, then I made my way down the stairs. He was there, Daniel Avidan was in my way. My head dropped as I dodged him and went outside the house. I returned to the car and I still had my head down.
"You ok?" Barry kindly asked.
"Yeah. Just eye contact with Dan after this morning would be awkward and he was standing in front of the door. Oh, yeah my bag is still in your car boot."
"Is it?"
"Yeah, I'll get it out after I apply for the apartment." I say and Barry cranked the vehicle and we were on our way. "Mother fucker, shitty fuck-fuck-fuck!" I swore.
"What's the matter, Violet?" Barry asked me.
"I forgot to put my contacts in this morning. *sigh* Never mind, it's not the end of the world, I guess." It was clear that Barry was happy about my contactless eyes. "I need banta." I say because there was no conversation.
"Banta? What the hell is banta?" Barry asked but keeping his eyes on the road.
"Banta is just the same as banter just pronounced differently. Like anything that is spelt with '-er' on the end is pronounced as an '-a' in Newcastle. It's not all 'Hello, governor.'" I did my best cockney accent at the end and made Barry laugh.
"Oh my god, Ross's version doesn't have shit on the way you say that!" Barry giggles.
I begin to laugh. "You sound like a little girl. Please, Jesus stop laughing like that... So in secondary school right." I start telling a story.
"Hmm?" Barry notifies me that he was listening.
"So, there was this lass, right. And-umm. She was like, really fuckin' barmy and like-"
"Wait, what in the world does barmy mean?"
"Oh, it means like crazy. So like there was this barmy lass and umm, she was like super thick and she'd be like chuffed with everything she did. Like in year 7, so when we were 12, one of my mates and I had to teach her what 1+1 was-?" Barry was laughing as I raise an eyebrow.
"Really, one plus one?!" Barry mocked.
"Yeah, I don't know what the fuck was wrong with her. She actually thought the answer was 20. I am completely serious, 20!"
"No fucking way! Really, you're not dicking with me right now, are you?"
"Barry, I am being serious. 100%" I say as we stop at some traffic lights. By now Barry is physically crying with laughter.
"I can't believe it. Are you serious?" Barry clapped in approval.
"I know, she's probably still super stupid." I smile because that's always been a top trump story. "Wanna hear another dead baby joke?"
"Ok, just promise me you're not gonna pass out again." Barry was driving again now.
"I promise, Bar." I pat him on the head. "So, know what's gross? Running over a baby with a truck." Barry looked horrified but a smile formed soon after. "Know what's worse? Skidding on it." Barry started laughing while I tried to keep my face straight. "Worse than that? Peeling it off the tires." My friend was desperately trying to keep his eyes on the road. "Calm yourself down, I'm not that funny."
"Are you kidding, that was hilarious?!" Barry cheered. "You are the god of dead baby jokes."
"You ready for another one?" I ask and Barry nods. "What is the worst part about killing a baby? Getting blood on your clown suit."
"Hold on, before you tell anymore." He said getting his IPhone out and handing it to me. "Record it." I do as I'm told. "This is Violet Blackwell with her amazing dead baby jokes, go!" Barry exclaims.
"What is the definition of fun?" I begin. "Playing fetch with a pit-bull and a baby." Barry smiles in appreciation. "What is grosser than ten dead babies nailed to a tree? One dead baby nailed to ten trees." His smile widens. "What goes plop, plop, fizz, fizz? Twins in an acid bath." I giggle slightly. "You ready for more, Bar?" I ask.
"Hell yeah! Quick fire round, go!" He yells excitedly.
"Right, lemme think… I got one!" I say after looking up. "What has 4 legs and one arm? A doberman on a children's playground. What is more fun than nailing a baby to a wall? Ripping it off again. What sits in the kitchen and keeps getting smaller and smaller? A baby combing its hair with a potato peeler. I think I should stop." I say by now I'm out of ideas.
"Just one more, please!" Barry begs.
"Alright mate. What is pink, flies and squeals? A baby fired from a catapult. What do you call the baby when it lands? Free pizza. Boom! I'm done."
"And this has been Violet Blackwell and Barry Kramer with dead baby jokes." Barry says while making a turn-it-of motion with his hand near his neck. I turn off the recording once I understand. "Violet, you're really fun to be around."
"Thanks." I say blushing. "Oh, would you just look at that, were here!" I say as Barry stops the car. "And those are just some of the old classics. My dad told them all the time. My mam didn't like them at all."
"So," Barry said. "What's the deal? Why did your parents' get a divorce?" I look down. "I need to know so I know my boundaries in what I say, if that's okay with you."
"Yeah, it's okay." I say getting out of the car and getting my bag from the boot. "So, like it started after the car crash that I told you about like, a month ago."
"Wow, so that triggered it?" Barry looked at me in shock.
"Yeah, so after that my mother's brain got fucked up completely. I think she's got umm- TBI. And so she started having hallucinatory spells, like for instance my, dad would be walking down the street alone and my mother would see another women next to him and other stuff like that in which caused their marriage to fall apart." I have a tear in my eye. Barry just pats my head. "My mother could have gotten help if my sister didn't vow to be her carer, that's why I was told to be against Rose. Now I'm scared that my father has the same thing and he might not- he might not…" I shuddered and began to cry. Barry stopped us walking any further and hugged me tightly.
"You don't have to continue if it upsets you that much…" Barry said.
"I do if you wanna hear the whole truth." I claim. "And so, when my mother and sister left for America, my dad tried to keep me happy, but he didn't know until later on that I knew he drank every night to wash away his problems." I look up at my caring colleague. "So after that, my dad couldn't leave me in the house on my own and my druggie aunt and uncle lived down the street. I was forced to live with them when he was fighting war. They would occasionally beat me and I'd have to do everything for them. Marcel would keep apologizing but I knew as soon as I was 16 I didn't have to go down there anymore."
"You don't have to continue in public. Ok?" Barry said bending down a little to match my height.
"Okay, thank you for listening to my tale." I say hugging him loosely. "Will you tell the others, I don't wanna repeat it in front of a big group? When I tell you the whole thing that is." Barry nodded and smiled.
"Wait until we get back in the car before you tell me anymore." Barry made sure I was listening. When we reached the front desk in the apartment complex, Mrs Cranbury was sitting behind it. "Hello, ma'am." Barry says smiling at the old lady.
"Hello, Mrs Cranbury." I say smiling and waving. "How are you this afternoon?"
"Hello, Barry and Miss Violet. I'm alright and you?" She asks.
"I'm okay." Barry and I say in unison. We smile at each other while Barry messes up my hair with his hand.
"I'm looking to buy apartment 69. But I want to look at the papers and files first, if you don't mind, Mrs Cranbury." I say smiling anime-style.
"Oh, a buyer, hmm?" The friendly old lady smiled. "Well, Violet. Here you go darling." She said after spinning around on her chair, slowly and then grabbed some sheets of paper and a file. She handed it to me. "Take those home and stare them down, dearie."
"Oh, thank you. Thank you very much." I say safely putting the documents in my bag. "I'll be back tomorrow. Thank you." I say stepping backwards. Barry follows me back out of the door after waving to Mrs Cranbury.
"That went even better than I expected." Barry said while we made our way back to the car.
"It seems so long ago…" I say because I didn't pay any attention to Barry.
"What seems so long ago?" Barry asked.
"All these sunny days and I haven't used my parasol since I got here. I'm going to have to start using it again." I mutter as Barry frowns. "What's that face for?" I ask.
"I like being able to see your face." Barry mutters.
"Dude, haven't you been told?" I question.
"Told what?" Barry questions.
"I have Hypervitaminosis D." I say with all seriousness.
"What the fuck is that?" Barry says sniggering like it was a joke.
"Well, it basically means vitamin D toxicity. If I take in too much sun, I'm fucked. It's a rare but potentially serious condition that occurs when you take in too much vitamin D. Excess amounts of vitamin D can cause abnormally high levels of calcium in the blood, which can affect bones, tissues, and other organs." I explain while I sound like I'd taken the information straight from Wikipedia.
"Well let's hurry to the car then. I don't want to kill you."
"Now, I wonder if I put that in my extra information report at all." I wonder as Barry grabs my hand and pulls me along to his car at some speed.
"Thank you. I really appreciate your concerns." I say as he hurries me in to the passenger seat. "You don't have to worry that much."
He says nothing as he hops into the other side of his car. Then when we start driving he speaks. "Weren't you gonna tell me more about your past."
"Oh, right where was I up to?" I ask.
"When you turned 16." He replies with his eyes on the road.
"So, by then, I'd been a cadet for 2 years. I had to find ways of entertaining myself considering I had no friends, but that didn't matter. I liked having me, myself and I. This is why I know how to play four instruments." I say rolling up my sleeve.
"What do you play?" Barry asked.
"Guitar, like you saw. Piano, ocarina and drums. And also like you saw, I trained myself how to sing."
"Interesting." Barry smiles.
"It's also how I got into video games… So, like, me and my dad moved around a lot. And when I lived on a military base, people broke into our house… a lot, both when my dad was and was not there. I learnt to cope. I cooked for myself, in which as you can see. I earned lots of burns and cuts and stuff." I say while pointing to my uncovered right arm. "I then had to visit my dad in hospital, not too long after my first break-in alone. He'd been shot when I was 19 and he still went back in to the army. Now, now he's nearly 50… 48 to be exact. Oh, dad." I look out of the window a tear falls and hits my knee. I look at Barry and underneath his sun glasses, his eyes were puffy. "Are you… crying?" I ask and he nods. "Hey, it's only my life story. Nothing to cry over." I say as we stop at some traffic lights. "Look at me." I demand. "Take off those glasses as well."
He does as he was told. "I'm sorry, I've never had someone open up to me about something so personal with me being so introverted." He taps on the steering wheel awkwardly.
"Barry, you big baby." I smile, and hug him. "I appreciate your honesty." I mess up his hair and then release him after the traffic lights go amber. "You are one brave guy to admit you're as soft as shit… No offence." I put his sunglasses on his face so that he can see still.
"No offence taken, I'm glad you opened up to me about that."
"You're the first person that has ever actually been… told." I shyly add.
"Am I really?" Barry smiles. "Thank you."
"No problem, now I've been able to get it off my chest. Don't you forget to tell the rest of the grumps, even Kevin, Ok?"
"I won't forget." He smiles. The rest of the drive back to Arin and Suzy's was silent. When we got back I got stuck in a trance. I took Barry to shut his car door for me to come out of it.
"Oh, yeah, right. I should stop doing that." I say before opening the car so that no-one hears me. Barry made sure I wore my hood so I didn't get too much sun. I enter the house. I wink at Barry before anyone sees us and he knew what it meant. "I'm gonna have a ponder over these papers, right?" I run up the stairs after speaking. I shut the door, press my back against it and slide on to my ass, slowly. I reach up to lock it and when I hit the lock my arms fall down to the inside of my bag. I have my legs crossed. "Right, I'll start with the file first." I mutter while trying to catch my breath after running up the stairs. I reach for my glasses from their case on my bed then I pick out the file and open it. 'Hmm, let's see.' I begin to read. 'Current tenant- no- one, but soon me. Yadah, yadah, yadah. Let's skip to its previous tenants. Let's see. Marilyn Cosby- complaints of loud noise and shouting. Constantly disturbing neighbours. Upstairs complaint. Moved out- 3 years ago?' I couldn't believe such a nice apartment was abandoned for 3 years. 'That means she disturbed Dan and Barry a lot. What? No other previous tenants. You can't be serious. It did seem pretty new. I'm gonna have to see how Barry did with telling the others about my past and my disease thing.'
I pull out my phone from my bag and type. "How did it go?" I ask.
"Good, Suzy was horrified that you haven't mentioned it though. :-(" He replied. "Oh no what do I say?"
"What do you mean?" I ask again.
"She just asked how I knew." Barry said.
"Hold on, I'll tell them." I reply while getting up off the floor. I move my bag and open the file on the same page. Upon opening the door I hear Ross saying- "Yeah, tell us how you know." I silently make my way down the steps and across the hall and on queue I come in.
"Back off, Ross. Jesus, I told him alright. He asked me and I finally got it off my chest, 7 years later." They all looked shocked as I push my glasses on to the bridge of my nose, where they should be. "It's nice that I got to share it with another introvert. He appreciated it so much that I made him cry.
Kevin stared back at Barry. "What?"
"I'm a soft shit, I know." Barry said.
"Who wants coffee?" I ask.
"But you don't like coffee, Violet." Dan says.
"Doesn't mean I can't make it. Anyway, Dan, you're tall and I need mugs from the cupboard." I say and Dan gets up from his seat.
We make our way through to the kitchen. "So, Violet. You're past. It's pretty deep."
"Yeah, yeah. But like you said it's the past. All that matters now is the future. So, 7 mugs please." I say poking the counters side and instructing Dan. Dan got the mugs and told me how people liked their drinks. "What? You have yours straight black? Disgusting much?!" I complain.
"You're a COFFEE RASIST!" Dan announces to the world. I put the coffee pot on and reply.
"I thought you already knew. I have said that I don't like coffee, altogether." I taunt. Dan smirks as he slides closer towards me. "Can I have personal space please? I don't want you to come past here." I say drawing a clear line on the floor and then washing my hands afterwards
"You didn't seem to mind it earlier." Dan teases.
"Oh, shut up. I'd just fell out of a window and I was tired. Plus I was worried you were in the same state as- as my dad." I sigh.
"Oh, Violet. Fainting is nowhere near a coma." Dan smiles.
"Anxiety says otherwise." I say picking up the coffee pot.
"Anxiety? You have anxiety attacks?!" Dan was shocked.
"Yeah, I had them a lot more when I was a teen. I've had a couple when you guys were at the gym." I admit. Dan sits on the counter and a loud thud was heard along with him yelling "Mother Fucker!"
I shriek and run at the speed of lightening where I hide in one of the cupboards. It was because that is want I heard when people broke in to my house and my dad told me to hide. "Violet?" Dan questions. I shiver silently and was balled up. "Where are you?" He asks again.
Dan goes into the living room. "Barry is Violet in here?"
"No, why'd you ask?" Barry asked Dan.
"I bashed my head on the cupboard and I heard her sprint away as well as scream."
"She must still be in the kitchen, let's go look." Barry got up and Dan followed him back into the kitchen. "Violet?" He asks.
"Dude, why are you checking the cupboards?" Dan asks.
"She's scared and fun-sized." Barry joked like I was a bag of chocolate that you put in a party bag.
He opens the cupboard that I'm in.
"Please don't kill me." I pray.
"Violet, its Barry. I won't kill you!"
I jump out at Barry, bawling my eyes out. "There's no- one in the house, right?" I enquire, whilst almost strangling Barry.
"No, aside from your friends, it's ok. Dan just whacked his head on the cupboard and screamed in pain." Barry identified that it was a false alarm.
"Can I punch him?" I say trying to struggle free.
"No, you can't." Barry said. This carried on until Barry gave up.
"Please, can I knock him out?" I ask.
"Fine, go on." Barry says as he releases me from his grasp.
"BARRY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Dan screeched running away with his arms out in front of him, looking behind.
"Letting her get her own back." Barry laughs.
"I'm gonna end you, Avidan!" I yell and grab on to the back of his top. Throwing a punch before Dan can escape from my grasp. People watch from the living room door frame as I punch one of Dan's teeth out.
"Aaagh!" Dan screams while flying to the floor holding the left of his mouth where the missing tooth was once stationed.
"Be fucking careful. I didn't want to have to, you uncareful bastard." I shout and then realize what I did and drop to a bloody mouthed Dan's side. "W-what have I done?" I question.
"You knocked out one of my teeth," Dan gargles in between the heavy breathing he performed. I tilt Dan's head forward.
"Get me kitchen roll, stat!" I yell. Barry gets me some I put it over Dan's mouth. "Breath through your nose, don't talk, blink twice for yes and once for no. Can you stand?" Dan blinks once. I put my hands under him and pick him up like a baby.
"Violet, holy shit." Ross says.
"First aid brigade- Rule 7: If they can't stand and you're strong, carry the victim." I renounce the cadet first aid rules as I head up the stairs. Dan was holding on of my shoulders like he was a weak women and I was a fireman. "Get my first aid kit from my suitcase. It's the second one on the top." I call and Holly gets it and follows me and Dan upstairs.
"I had no idea that you were that strong." Holly said as we moved into my bedroom.
"8 years in the cadet force and you tend to be. GET ME A WASH CLOTH AND BOWL! FILL IT WITH WARM WATER!" I answer and call. I put the rubber gloves, which were in the kit, on. "You're gonna be ok, Dan. You really did take a beating, though. I'm sorry. Tilt forward for me." I was talking to the unfortunate victim who I'd sat on the floor in front of the bed with. "Holly get me my dirty grey top from the laundry over there please." Holly set the first aid kit next to me and grabbed the dirty item of clothing. Arin came upstairs and into my room with the bowl of water and wash cloth that I requested with Suzy, Ross, Kevin and Barry behind him. I set the grey t-shirt under Dan's mouth. It was on top of my lifted knee because I sat directly in front of him. I got blood all over my Fall Out Boy t-shirt but Dan's health was at the height of my worries.
The grumps that weren't assisting me were watching from behind. "There's a bit of stray tooth in your tongue as well. Holly get me the tweezers." I held out my hand until I received my tool. "Stick your tongue out for me Dan." The man was obedient. I pulled out the tooth shard and dumped it in the first aid kit. I put my gloved finger on the open cut. "I'll need to stitch that up. I hope you aren't afraid of needles, boy." I smirk. Holly hands me the needle and absorbable suture thread. I stitch it up and move on to the area with the missing tooth. "Get me a cotton ball, please." I hold out my head for the item that I requested. "This is gonna taste and feel like shit, Dan. Try not to flinch, you're a big boy, you can do it." I tease. I put the cotton ball on the tweezers and Dab the source of the blood. I wait until it stops bleeding then I remove the small bit of tooth that disconnected from what was left in the gum. Holly hands me some more suture thread and the needle and I stitch up the exposed bit of the gum.
"Suzy, he'll have to stay overnight. I'll camp out on the couch, it's my last night here before I get the apartment." I claim.
"Oh, no. Just know it won't be the same without you." Arin replies.
"Dan will need however many paracetamol he takes, two times a day for a week. How you feeling, buddy?" I ask my curly haired friend. I was putting a bandage around the bottom of his jaw so he wasn't allowed to move his jaw too widely. A round of applause filled the room for my surgical skills.
"Amazed that you dealt with it and I didn't have to go to hospital to get it treated." Dan said. He couldn't resist giving me a full blown kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, Violet." I blush and look down.
"You need some sleep, Dan. Relax. I'll stay in here with you until I get off to sleep." I plan the rest of the night. Barry sat with me to help out with my apartment application and TIN stuff after making the coffee that I didn't finish making. Later Barry, Holly, Ross and Kevin left. And I went to sleep on the couch at 9:00 pm.