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“Bullshit mom, You are not fine!” Violet backed away “You hate it here! You hate me for doing this! So whatever, I don’t even care anymore.”
" I don’t hate you, Violet!" It absolutely killed her hearing her daughter say that. She walked quickly towards her. " It’s not your fault!"
Violet had been waiting for the opportune time to speak to her mother. It had been a few weeks since she had forgiven Tate. It hadn’t been easy, but eventually the two had managed to create a sense of sanity for themselves in the murder house. Violet had been so lonely, something her mother must have noticed. Violet never left her room, even to play with Beau, or any of the other ghosts, like she used to. Now that she was with Tate again, and the darkness seemed to have left him, things were beginning to feel brighter for the young ghost. Except the lying - the tiptoeing around her mom. Violet felt that, after everything, perhaps honesty was indeed the best policy. She padded down the stairs and into the kitchen. “…Mom?” she asked, not wanting to take her mother completely by surprise.
Vivien sat in the kitchen staring at the opposite wall. Moira was taking care of her son and she found herself useful. She still blamed herself for Violet’s death; she didn’t pay enough attention. Her daughter took her own life and that absolutely destroyed her. The only think that made her feel a little happy was the fact that Tate and Violet were no more, or at least she didn’t think they were. He had caused so much pain and was a pathetic, little imbecile with no human emotions. She turned around as she saw Violet, she hadn’t seen her in months, she didn’t know whether to be happy or worried that she was going to be angry with her. She nodded at her. ” Violet, how lovely to see you.” She got up as a sign of respect.
“Oh, You know just dead,sad,angry nothing big.” She looked down to the floor trying not to look her mother in the eyes. “You? What about the baby?” Violet looked up to see if she was okay, She knows her mother is depressed and she feels like it’s because of her.
" Violet…" She knew that there was nothing that she could do. " I’m fine…"
“Oh okay, Hi mommy!” Violet rolled her eyes. “But really, Sorry I’m not around as much. Now, What do you want?”
" I…" She sighed miserably " I just wanted to see you, see how you were…" She looked down and then back up at her daughter. She blamed herself for losing her, there was nothing that she could do to get her back but she could at least try.
“Yes, Vivien? Now what?”
She sighed. ” What happened to mom? I’m just asking for a little respect.