Saving Viola
No Reason
I sat up in my bed, ignoring the pain as I pulled at my IV again. Was Fletcher still here? No. I sank back into my pillows, feeling hopeless.
Suddenly, the door swung open, perhaps Fletcher was here, maybe he'd just been getting coffee? I sat up, running my hands through my hair and wincing as I pulled at my dressing.
It was my dad.
I gave a gasp and and moved to the side of the bed that was furthest away from him.
"What's the matter Viola?" He asked, his voice loaded with false concern..
"You're sober," I stated, ignoring the previous question, it didn't matter to him how I felt.
"Of course silly!" He chuckled.
Why was he doing this?
Who was watching?
Fletcher's P.O.V.
I sat in the cafe a few streets away from the hospital, coffee in my shaking hand. I desperately tried to calm myself, suppress the flashbacks, push down the bile rising in my throat, find excuses for Viola, reasons even. There were none.
Suddenly, the door swung open, perhaps Fletcher was here, maybe he'd just been getting coffee? I sat up, running my hands through my hair and wincing as I pulled at my dressing.
It was my dad.
I gave a gasp and and moved to the side of the bed that was furthest away from him.
"What's the matter Viola?" He asked, his voice loaded with false concern..
"You're sober," I stated, ignoring the previous question, it didn't matter to him how I felt.
"Of course silly!" He chuckled.
Why was he doing this?
Who was watching?
Fletcher's P.O.V.
I sat in the cafe a few streets away from the hospital, coffee in my shaking hand. I desperately tried to calm myself, suppress the flashbacks, push down the bile rising in my throat, find excuses for Viola, reasons even. There were none.
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Really short chapter,Haven't updated in forever, so sorry :(.
Been having a shit time of it recently.