Amazing Phiolet (Amazing Phil Fanfic)

Chapter 14- It Will Get Better

Chapter 14- It Will Get Better

Violet's POV-

I found myself laying on the bathroom floor, the door locked, tears stained on my face. What if my dad found a way to break out and came back to my flat?

I stared up at the ceiling and wondered how on Earth my life went from horrible to getting better to downfall again. Why do I always end up going back to the beginning again?

My heart pounded in my chest and I realized I had a text from Dan and Phil. I had been emotionally unstable all day. Yesterday after the incident I had thought I would be fine. But it turns out I'm not fine.

Phil-

Hey, how are you? I'm worried about you after what happened yesterday. Do you need to talk?

I wiped away a tear and put my phone back on the floor.

Phil-

Violet, please answer.

Then my ringtone for Phil came blaring through my phone's speakers. I can't have Phil worried about me. I'll just fake being okay. He'll never know I had just spent all afternoon on the bathroom floor filled with paranoia and tears.

I hit answer and cleared my throat,"Hey."

"Are you okay? You haven't answered your texts and I got worried." Phil's voice was shaky, as if he had been crying too.

"Yeah. I'm fine, you know, thanks to you." I fake smiled although he couldn't see it.

"That's good. Do you want to hang out?" he said.

"Uhm, yeah sure. Just give me 5 minutes." I said.

"Alright. You can come over whenever you like. I'll be waiting." Phil said.

"Okay bye." Phil said.

"Bye." I hung up.

I guess I have gotten so good at pretending to be happy that sometimes I even fool myself.

I put on my usual purple eyeliner to hide my sad and tired eyes. I threw on some black skinnies and a 'I'm a Phillion' teeshirt. I pulled on some purple hightops and my signature violet beanie.

I then walked slowly to Phil's flat.

I knocked on the door and when he opened it he smiled,"Hey, Violet. You look beautiful as always."

I blushed,"Thanks. You look handsome as always."

"I love your shirt, girl." he said.

I nodded,"I knew you'd like it."

I felt my face and I was still hot from the warm tears. I must still have red around my eyes. I cringed.

"Violet, have you been crying?" Phil asked.

I looked down,"Uh, no. I just took a hot shower."

"Please don't lie to me. I hate when you lie to me." Phil said.

"Phil, I'm fine." I said looking away.

"I know you're not." He said.

"Okay, nothing gets past you does it?" I sighed.

"Not really." he grinned.

"Listen, I'm really worried. I have such bad paranoia that I spent my day on the bathroom floor crying. I don't want my dad to kill me. I had a horrible nightmare last night and couldn't go back to sleep. I can't stay at my own flat because my dad knows I'm there and I can't risk him getting out and finding me." I told him.