I hang up the phone and sit on my couch opening the new water bottle and take a sip.
Maybe I should just go for a drive. Those days always clears up my mind. I take a glance outside of the window to see the weather. Eh it could be better. It's just really cloudy.
I put on my leather jacket and grab my sunglasses. A couple of moments later I leave the building holding my keys and my phone
I walk to the side of the building and remove a plastic blanket off of my motorcycle. And yes I ride a motorcycle. Many people always give me second stares whenever I ride it as if they never seen a girl ride one before.
I always loved the motorcycle. I feel invincible and powerful whenever I go on it. I feel it takes me places faster anyways.
I sit on my motorcycle and insert the keys. A loud vroom strikes out of the bike. The loudness is so satisfying to me. I don't know why. I grin to my thoughts.
Hmm.. Where should I go I think to myself while slowly backing out of the driveway. I slide on my pair of sunglasses and hit the road.
Oh I know where to go. I then speed into the road further. I'm gonna go visit my parents grave..
And I know what your thinking. Why? Why am I going to a grave to clear my mind? But honestly i don't know why.
I always felt more connected around my parents grave. I always felt like being there makes me feel less lonely and it oddly does clear my head.
I hit a red light. "Ugh great.." I mumble to myself as I slow down.
Suddenly a big blue truck pulls right beside me with loud music playing. The window rolls down.
"HEY PRETTY LADy" a man yells out the window. His other driver friend whistles loudly.
I roll my eyes and turn my head back straight.. Men like them piss me off. "HEY! wHY ArE YOu IGNORING uS?" The man slurred he sounds like he's been drinking. I look at the man.
"Fuck off." I say in a serious tone trying to control myself. I have a strong hate for men like him. It's a long story but I'd rather focus on the present for now.
The red light switches to green and I race off hearing the men whistling behind me. I take a deep breath.
- at the grave -
I approach my mom and dads grave stone slowly. I look at my old roses that I bought 3 months ago that have dried out and shrivelled. I sigh.
I bend down and pick up a dead rose. "Hi mommy.. hi daddy.." I whisper shutting my eyes.
"I miss you." I add setting the rose back down. I look around the whole entire grave.
Do I want to leave yet? I grew up around here in Ohio as a child. I spent so many memories around here.
I huff as sit silently on a bench that is a couple feet away from my parents grave.
Everything is strongly changing so fast. I kick a rock and stare into the clouds that are turning slightly pink and orange.
Maybe change is good. Maybe things happen for a reason. But I still don't know if this change would help me.
I have a problem with people. Rude people. I have what people would like to say "attitude" problems.
But can you really blame me? I've got hurt so many times by people, I have gotten so tired of it.
I'm am definitely a changed person by my passed. But now the only thing that hasn't changed is where I'm standing today. Ohio.
I'm just scared to let go for some weird reason. I daze out of my thoughts and turn my head to see a beautiful white dove land on top of my mothers grave. The dove is looking at me.
I randomly get goosebumps all up and down my arms and legs. I smile at the dove and it seconds later flys off into the sunset.
I close my eyes and stand up. I think I know what my choice is now. It's as if the dove was a sign. I need to be free.
I need to let go. I then head back to my motorcycle and lift my leg over it and sit.
About twenty minutes later I finally get back to my apartment. I head straight into my room and plop down my keys onto my bed. I reach into my pocket and take out my phone.
I guess it's time to call back Lindsey. I dial her number and call feeling this is best.
"Hello?" I hear Lindsey pick up.
"Hey it's Violet again!" I say looking down at the ground.She giggles. "Oh hey Violet, did you figure out what you wanna do yet?" I smile.
"Yes I did, and yes I would love to go to New York and live with you!" I say feeling pretty weird saying it out loud.
"Oh my gosh!! Yay!! That's great!" She says overjoyed. I laugh "yeah it is, but I just hope New York doesn't get too overwhelming." I say jokingly.
"Don't worry about it, trust me!" She reassures. "Okay good!" I laugh off.
"So when do you want me to start living there?" I say trying to figure everything out.
"Basically as soon as possible!" She answers. "Well sounds good to me." I reply.
I don't have anything to lose. I can leave right now and it wouldn't matter.
"Alright, I'll text you tomorrow about
details, let's try getting you here by this Friday?" She asks seeing if Friday is ok."Yeah I think I can be there by Friday-" I turn over and look at my calendar on my wall.
"-yeah Friday can work for sure!" I say confirming it. "Alright then, start packing soon! I'll talk to you later. Bye!" She says happily.
I smirk "hah yeah definitely, bye!" I hang up the Phone. Its official. I'm leaving to New York.
Maybe this will be one of the best decisions I'll ever make. Maybe..
- A/N -
Hey! I'm truly excited for this story to be made and start getting more in action. I really love the joker at the moment so I have so many ideas I'm planning for this book. And to make things clear this joker in the story is the one from suicide squad JARED LETO and this is a love story. Please vote and comment your thoughts. The more votes = the more I'll write :) hope you liked chapter one!!
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Good in bad // the joker Jared Leto fanfic
Fanfiction"Let's play a little game.. You will be the princess of crime and I'll be the prince of crime." - Mr J - Violet smith, 20, as bad as she was already she never knew there'd be beyond to come across her. Not everything seems what it may seem.. - love...
1 - New start
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