Chapter 21
“So, are you ever going to deal with this? Or are you just going to keep
avoiding it like you have been for the past two weeks?”
“D, I see no good that could possibly come of it.” Violet said,
putting the vase down on the table with the new bouquet of flowers. Once again
Danni had brought up the thing Violet really did not want to discuss. Blaire.
Yes, Violet knew she had to do something, but she wasn’t sure if she really
wanted to know who the father was.
“How about, one; you’re best friend of, what? Fourteen years will
know you’re still alive. And two; you would finally know who the freaking
father is!”
“You forget one very important fact though, D.”
“Oh?” Danni said, putting her hand on her hip as though she were
her mother wanting to know where she had been all night. “And what exactly
is that?”
“It’ll open an entirely new slew of drama! One that I don’t
need in my life right now.”
“He has to know Violet.”
“And he will. I just need to figure out how to do it. So, please. Drop
it?” Violet begged. She didn’t want to discuss this any longer.
“Ok. Ok, fine. Consider it dropped.”
“Thank you.” Going into her bedroom, Violet put Blaire’s jacket
on and strapped her in the stroller. Grabbing her purse and the diaper bag,
Violet strolled back into the living room.
“Where are you going?”
“For a walk. I need to clear my head.”
“Ok. I might not be here when you get back. I’m meeting Joey and
Kelly for dinner.”
“Ok. I’ll see you later then.”
“Yeah. Bye.” Danni sighed when Violet was out in the hallway. “Please
tell him before it’s too late.”
~*~
Looking up at the large gray building, Violet sighed. A million thoughts ran
through her mind, and yet she couldn’t stop thinking about one thing -
Justin. She still could not wrap her head around how to tell him everything.
Of everyone, he was the one she had been most worried about. Would he ever speak
to her again? She hoped so.
Wrapping her sweater tighter around herself, Violet took in a long calming breath.
She needed to relax so she decided to just let it go for now. She’d make
that jump when she came to it.
“Come here often?” Violet jumped at the voice that was suddenly
beside her. Laughing, she looked back up at the building.
“Nah. Only when I need to clear my head. But I haven’t been able
to for a long time.”
“Yeah? Me too. Like right now. I need to sort my thoughts.”
“Looking disbelievingly at the man beside her, Violet asked, “you
come here?” Shock was evident in her eyes. She hadn’t known anyone
came here anymore, especially since it had closed.
“Yes. All the time.” Grasping Violet’s small hands in his
larger ones, he whispered, “do you want me to show you something?”
Unable to speak at the sudden contact that heated her every nerve, Violet just
nodded and allowed herself to be pulled around to the back of the building.
Where was he taking her? Then she saw the single window that wasn’t boarded
up.
“Watch your head.” He told her as they crawled through what had
to be the smallest window ever made.
Just as she thought, they had ended up in the storage room where all the alcohol
was once kept, Going through the open door, Violet went to the middle of what
use to be the dance floor. Closing her eyes, Violet went back to easier times
in her life. To when this club was full of people looking for a good time. The
music, the noise, even the smells came rushing back over her, and she couldn’t
stop the smile that spread over her lips.
“So, why’d you come here today?”
Opening her eyes, Violet remembered she wasn’t by herself. “Sorry
I forgot I wasn’t alone in here.”
Shaking his head, his blue eyes bore into hers. “You’re not alone,
not anymore.”
Smiling at him, Violet looked away and cleared her throat. “I came here
to remember.”
“Remember what?”
“Everything. My friends, my job, my life. What about you? What brought
you here?”
“This place always seemed to help me think just a little bit easier.”
“And what did you need to think about?”
“You and Blaire.”
“Oh.”
Looking around the place, his eyes fell back upon her. “Speaking of, where
is Blaire?”
“I dropped her off at a friend’s house.”
“Oh. Danni’s not watching her?”
“No. She’s meeting Joey and Kelly for dinner.”
“Oh.” They were quiet for a minute before JC had to say it. He couldn’t
hold back any longer. “I need to know Violet. It’s killing me inside.
All this time I’ve felt as though something important has been missing
from my life. I felt like if I had waited long enough for it, it would come
back to me. I never expected to just wake up one morning and find out I was
right. Please, don’t keep her from me.”
“Jc, I had to intention of doing that. I’ll get the test done, I
promise.”
“Ok.”
Not wanting to dwell o the subject anymore, Violet walked towards the twisted
staircase and. “You know, I think I’m going to re-open this place.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Why not? I mean, two years ago The was the hottest club on the
LA strip. It could be again. All it needs is a little work.”
“I can help if you want.”
Looking down at JC from the Dj’s booth, Violet smiled. “I’d
like that. Then she continued to look through all the music. “Oh man.
I definitely need to update the music too. It’s funny how fast music becomes
unpopular lately. Hey, how did this get in here? It just came out, what? Last
February?”
“What’s that?” JC made his way through what was once the VIP
section and joined Violet in the booth.
“Your Schizophrenic album.”
“Oh yeah. Uh, whenever a new CD came out that one of us thought was club
material or one that you’d like, we added it to the collection. This was
all D’s idea.”
Smiling warmly at JC, Violet opened the CD case. “It’s autographed
and everything.” Looking at the cd, Violet read aloud. “To the love
of my life, this was for you. The next one will be even better. Love always,
JC.”
“I wanted you to have the first one. Autograph and all.”
He looked so adorable when he was embarrassed. Violet went over to him and wrapped
her arms around his neck. Whispering in his ear, Violet told him, “I’m
honored.” Not wanting the embrace to end just yet, Violet found herself
moving her face towards his, and finally, their lips met in a soft kiss.
Knowing that wasn’t enough, JC pulled Violet’s body closer to his.
It had been far too long, two years too long since he last felt her touch, her
every curve pressed up against his body. And too long of a time since he lat
tasted her sweet kisses. But it was definitely worth the wait.
Their kisses became more urgent and needy. Violet felt like she couldn’t
get close enough to him. She needed to feel him, every part of him. Pulling
him closer to herself, she caused them to back up into the soundboard. Violet’s
hand flew down to the board to steady herself, hitting a switch in the process.
Music blared through the place, startling both Violet and JC.
Laughing, Violet hit a switch and turned the volume down. “I’m surprised
this still works.”
“Well, you always got the best.”
Looking back at JC, Violet responded, “Yeah, I guess I did, huh?”
And JC knew there was a deeper meaning behind that. Just as he was about to
take the dive and ask her what she meant, although he was pretty sure he knew,
they heard giggling and saw two people run into the main area, where they had
been minutes earlier. Wanting to know who the hell was coming here, Violet look
down over the railing and almost fainted. Seeing Violet turn rigid and completely
pale as though she had seen a ghost, JC went over to her. “Are you ok?”
Then he looked down to where Violet’s eyes were fixated and felt as though
he were going to be sick. Why now? And why did he have to bring her here?