Twisted Strings [MONSTER EDITING - Read at your own risk]

Wailing Violins

‘’So what am I suppose to do?’’

‘’Wait maybe,’’ he answered,

‘’Do you think we’ll be disqualified?’’ The thought felt horrible on my tongue, yet it was either this or that. None of us could turn a blind eye on that possibility.

‘’Lets hope we don’t. Though we have worked this hard. If there’s a God up there we can’t be out so soon. You gotta believe.’’

‘’You don’t strike me a catholic type.’’ I said trying to change the gloomy depressing subject.

‘’Well I don’t do religion, but we all pray to someone don’t we? Asking for possessions, asking for forgiveness, in your case asking for Sullivan’s.’’ I was wrong, we couldn’t stray from that conversation, and we would come back to same point again.

‘’He never fought with me, it’s always me fighting. But nothing this serious happened before. Rhodes is like my brother, he is practically family. It feels weird without him.’’ My voice was heavy with emotions and the tears were threatening to fall again. But I was sick of crying so I tried hard to control myself.

‘’What about Oliver?’’

‘’What about him?’’ I asked bitterly,

‘’I am over that tramp,’’ I think he was referring to Brooke, ‘’but it was just a small fling. We doing-‘’

‘’-Don’t do details-‘’

‘’- things, but you seemed so serious about him. Do you still feel the same?’’

The question wasn’t too hard. The answer was hard to accept. I knew it well, but I was afraid to say it loud. When Lars asked me so bluntly I couldn’t stop myself from saying it.

‘’It hurts so much you know. I hate him right now I really do. If all my feelings for him had finished I wouldn’t care too much. But I still do. I can’t stop myself from caring – that’s why I know those feelings are still there.’’ Lars didn’t show the reaction I expected, he just nodded which was fine to me as well.

‘’Its okay Violet. I won’t judge you.’’

‘’Even if you do, I can understand. I can’t get over him. I was into him a lot, now I hate him even more.’’

‘’He deserve that-‘’ I cut him off,

‘’He won’t even care about it!’’ I cried, ‘’he won’t even think about me. I bet he would be laughing off with Melissa right now. It hurts me a lot.’’

‘’It sucks how people don’t care about feelings.’’ Lars replied and I nodded,

‘’I just wish that he knew…hearts are breakable.’’

Lars put his injured hand on mine, I knew it took him so much effort to even lift it up but it was warm and enough to say he trust me. And after hours of depression and worry, he was like a sun to me.

I guess that what friends were for.

*   *   *

The next day I still didn’t have any contact from Mr. Flynn, much to my frustration and worry. What was taking them so damn long? It wasn’t a decision to take so much time. Either Mr. Flynn was busy convincing them for us or they had already eliminated us and he didn’t want to deliver such depressing news.

Dad suggested since I was free I should help him out in the café. He was going on a short trip to the next town for some business matters. Apparently he had decided to open another branch in mom’s birth place. I wondered wasn’t that a late decision? This kind of stuff should have been done early. He was taking Clay and Drew with him. So I had to take care of Elliot (who had been too stubborn to go). Dad had asked Linda to stay with us for the mean while. It wasn’t anything new; he always asked her to be my babysitter during such trips- not that I needed a baby sitter.