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Fearing Rejection
Fearing Rejection: A Violate Story Ch 2
Violet could smell the cigarette smoke lingering in the room as she made her way downstairs. Tate had been avoiding her just as much as she had been avoiding him. Not that she could blame him, she hadn't exactly been rational the last time they had spoken.
She made her way to the couch, sitting in the same spot Tate had just been. In front of her on the coffee table a smoldering cigarette was in the ashtray, she had barely missed him. Picking up the empty glass that sat beside the ashtray she brought it to her nose. Vodka. She could smell it before she even got it all the way to her face.
Why did he have to drink? It made her feel even worse, to know he was hurting so much. "Tate," she called out softly, not entirely ready for the confrontation she knew had to happen.
She made her way to the couch, sitting in the same spot Tate had just been. In front of her on the coffee table a smoldering cigarette was in the ashtray, she had barely missed him. Picking up the empty glass that sat beside the ashtray she brought it to her nose. Vodka. She could smell it before she even got it all the way to her face.
Why did he have to drink? It made her feel even worse, to know he was hurting so much. "Tate," she called out softly, not entirely ready for the confrontation she knew had to happen.