her hands that were wrapped around the bottle, and exhaled. “Then I am happy for you. I love my dad more than anything, but you and I both know he is dangerous, as is the club he’s affiliated with.” Fallina stared at her. “I just want to make sure you’re okay with everything, and that he treats you good, like how you should be treated.” Fallina was silent for a moment. “I know my father is a good man. He’s just very hardened, a little coarse. You know that as well as I do from growing up. I just want to make sure you know the lifestyle you’re getting into.”
Violet smiled, not able to contain the love she had for this woman. “Your dad is dangerous, yeah, but not to us, and you know that. He’s good to me, sweet and kind.”
Fallina nodded, and her smile grew. “I know, but you and I know how intense my dad can be.” That had them both laughing.
“Yeah, he really is, but I think I love him even more for it.”
They were silent for a few more moments, the air thick, but not uncomfortable. Fallina stood after Violet spoke, and moved toward her. Violet stood as well, and before she knew what was happening Fallina had her in a big hug.
“You keep him in line.” Fallina started chuckling. “He’s a stubborn man, but I know you’re up for the job, and can handle it.”
Violet pulled back, wiped the stray tear away that fell from her eye and down her cheek, and wiped the tear off of Fallina’s cheek, too. Her friend cried, and Violet knew that not only was she crying tears of happiness, but her best friend was as well.
“I’m glad you’re happy. You deserve it.”
“And so do you, Fallina.”
They both laughed again, hugged once more, and Violet knew that things were looking up, and she hoped they stayed that way. She hoped that the good far outweighed the bad in her life, and that she could finally start putting one foot in front of the other and meaning it.
****
Violet stared at her reflection in the mirror on the back of her bedroom door. She decided to wear a lace tunic and leggings, because she knew that where Cain was taking her for dinner wasn’t anything fancy. It was her choice, but she also knew that Cain wasn’t the type of man to wine and dine a woman, dress up in slacks and a button down, and she was okay with that. In fact, she liked that. Violet didn’t want a man that was snazzy, but the type of man that Cain was: hardcore to the bone, and didn’t give two shits what anyone thought about it. She looked at her body, at the thickness, the curves she had, and that way her body was plump and not stick thin. She didn’t think about the disgusting way she had been touched all those years ago, and she knew it was because being with Cain gave her that stability and comfort. She didn’t need a man in her life to give her stability, but she also couldn’t lie and say the connection she had with Cain hadn’t helped her. It was the truth. It was because it was him, a man she’d known for years, trusted with her life, and saw as someone special to her, that she knew she’d never be hurt while with him.
Her long hair was in a low ponytail, and she ran her fingers over the end of the strands that reached her hip. Tonight they were going to a steakhouse in Chatham View, just the two of them, going on a first date, and she was nervous and excited. But in the time she had been with Cain, like really been with him and not had to hide how she felt, things had progressed pleasantly and smoothly. When she’d told Fallina, she’d feared what her friend would say and how she’d react. But Fallina was the type of person that knew if someone was happy, no matter how that came about, she supported them. She was a kind and gentle soul, and even though she’d been through hell with Carl and the attack, she didn’t let anyone or anything hold her back.
Violet finished getting ready just in time to hear the doorbell ring. Her heart thundered, and although she’d known Cain for so long,
Violet smiled, not able to contain the love she had for this woman. “Your dad is dangerous, yeah, but not to us, and you know that. He’s good to me, sweet and kind.”
Fallina nodded, and her smile grew. “I know, but you and I know how intense my dad can be.” That had them both laughing.
“Yeah, he really is, but I think I love him even more for it.”
They were silent for a few more moments, the air thick, but not uncomfortable. Fallina stood after Violet spoke, and moved toward her. Violet stood as well, and before she knew what was happening Fallina had her in a big hug.
“You keep him in line.” Fallina started chuckling. “He’s a stubborn man, but I know you’re up for the job, and can handle it.”
Violet pulled back, wiped the stray tear away that fell from her eye and down her cheek, and wiped the tear off of Fallina’s cheek, too. Her friend cried, and Violet knew that not only was she crying tears of happiness, but her best friend was as well.
“I’m glad you’re happy. You deserve it.”
“And so do you, Fallina.”
They both laughed again, hugged once more, and Violet knew that things were looking up, and she hoped they stayed that way. She hoped that the good far outweighed the bad in her life, and that she could finally start putting one foot in front of the other and meaning it.
****
Violet stared at her reflection in the mirror on the back of her bedroom door. She decided to wear a lace tunic and leggings, because she knew that where Cain was taking her for dinner wasn’t anything fancy. It was her choice, but she also knew that Cain wasn’t the type of man to wine and dine a woman, dress up in slacks and a button down, and she was okay with that. In fact, she liked that. Violet didn’t want a man that was snazzy, but the type of man that Cain was: hardcore to the bone, and didn’t give two shits what anyone thought about it. She looked at her body, at the thickness, the curves she had, and that way her body was plump and not stick thin. She didn’t think about the disgusting way she had been touched all those years ago, and she knew it was because being with Cain gave her that stability and comfort. She didn’t need a man in her life to give her stability, but she also couldn’t lie and say the connection she had with Cain hadn’t helped her. It was the truth. It was because it was him, a man she’d known for years, trusted with her life, and saw as someone special to her, that she knew she’d never be hurt while with him.
Her long hair was in a low ponytail, and she ran her fingers over the end of the strands that reached her hip. Tonight they were going to a steakhouse in Chatham View, just the two of them, going on a first date, and she was nervous and excited. But in the time she had been with Cain, like really been with him and not had to hide how she felt, things had progressed pleasantly and smoothly. When she’d told Fallina, she’d feared what her friend would say and how she’d react. But Fallina was the type of person that knew if someone was happy, no matter how that came about, she supported them. She was a kind and gentle soul, and even though she’d been through hell with Carl and the attack, she didn’t let anyone or anything hold her back.
Violet finished getting ready just in time to hear the doorbell ring. Her heart thundered, and although she’d known Cain for so long,
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