Titanium: strong hearted; strong
After eight years of ongoing battles between relationships, love and war, Violet and Luke are back. Changes have been made to their life, people have been added, mistakes have happened and love has changed. They have changed. But with every battle they fight and with every obstacle they are thrown into, they become titanium.


21. Chapter Twenty One

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me? Each time you reach out to me, I'm risking my life. And each time you threaten me, you're risking yours. Do you really want to have your child grow up without a father and a mother? Because I can make that happen,"

"I need answers, Xander."

"I don't have answers about motherhood or about... girly things. I may have a daughter but I haven't seen her since she was two,"


"Violet!" I turned suddenly, shocked at the tone of voice. Shocked as to whose voice it was.

"That's my cue to leave. I know an old girlfriend when I see one,"

"No, I still need answers!"

"I don't have them, Violet. Whatever it is you need, you must contact the council. Not me. You come down to the council and ask them yourself. They will give you whatever information you need. I can't," I groaned and turned around to the person behind the voice. The voice I haven't heard in almost six years. The person who dumped and cheated on my brother because she got lonely and broke his heart.

"Kylie," I grinned, holding back everything I want to say to her.

"Violet, it's been forever. You look amazing," she smiled, putting her arms around me. Her skinny, frail, demon arms. The arms that used to hold my brother and now hold her boyfriend.

"What are you doing here?"

"Never forgot your bluntness," I listened closely to her voice. The accident is almost completely gone. I guess that's what happens when you live in New York for almost seven years. Maybe more? Who's keeping track? "But I'm here because I missed everyone, you know? My family, friends, old friends."

"How long are you staying?"

"Forever. I decided to come back after my boyfriend of four years broke up with me. Guess I realized my family is more important than some guy who couldn't love me for me, you know?" I nodded and held my hair down with my hand as the wind blew harder against my face.

"How's Leo doing? I haven't spoke to him in a while,"

"He's... good. He has his own place in town. He's trying to find a job but things get in the way," she nodded.

"And Luke?"

"Not so good. He just went through a bad breakup. He proposed to his girlfriend and then he... unproposed? A couple weeks after."

"How about James? The last time I talked to him he was in AA and therapy and anger management,"

"He's in jail currently," I continued, "he had drugs all over the apartment and was selling them. He had drugs stuffed into pillows,"

"You said the apartment, were you together?"

"Worst but best mistake I've ever made. I ended up falling pregnant," it's funny how I've known this girl for my whole life and then she left my life as quick as she was in it. I hate her, I still do. I hate her for everything she did to Leo. I hate her for actually getting out of Australia without any pain. I hate how she can leave and I can't. I have to stay here. In Sydney. For my entire life.

"You and James have a... child?" I nodded. "Can I meet her! Or him! Please?" She clapped her hands together in excitement but deep down, in my own body, I was anything but excited.

"I guess so,"

"Why are you living at Luke's?" Kylie asked as we walked up the stairs. I looked back to her and she nodded. "Right, can't ask too many questions," I opened my bedroom door and smiled as Luke and Leo played with Ryan on the floor.

"Having fun?" I asked, leaning against the doorframe.

"He's been a lot of fun now that he can roll over," Leo said.

"He can roll over? What is he, a dog?" Leo smiled and stood on his knees and help his nephew in his arms. "So, I have some... company with me,"

"Who?" I watched as Leo's face went from smiled and playfulness to cold and hurt in only a matter of seconds. Kylie and him used to date, they used to be in love with each other. They planned on loving in with each other when Leo moved to New York. Planned on getting married and living the life they always wanted. But then Kylie broke his heart because she got bored. Bored of waiting. Bored of only talking on the phone. She went from being my best friend whom I told everything to, to be the worst person in my life currently.

"Well, that's my cue to leave. My own house," Luke said, standing up. He put his hand on Leo's shoulder and nodded as he passed me. I'm a dead woman, that's for sure. If not by Leo, then by Luke. "Definitely," Luke whispered.

"Good to see you, Luke," Kylie smiled. Luke nodded and proceeded down the hallway, away from the drama that's about to happen.

"Whatever happens, I don't want that room messed up!" Luke yelled.

"Is this the baby?" Kylie asked, watching as Leo bounced Ryan in his arms. I nodded and took my baby from my brother.

"This is Ryan," I whispered. "Here, hold him," I smiled. She took him willingly and walked around the bedroom while Leo walked over to me. He grabbed my wrist and led me across the hall into Luke's bedroom.

I sat on the bed and watched Leo walk around the room with her hands covered his mouth and his eyes squint close. "What the hell is going on? Actually, you know what? I don't even want to know. I don't even want anything to do with whatever plan you have going on right now,"

"She showed up at the park when I was meeting up with Xander. I didn't know she was back in town, I swear. She wanted to meet Ryan and I said yes. Did I know you were here? No. I wanted her to meet Ryan and to see what she missed,"

"What she missed? She was aware of everything, Violet. She chose to miss everything. She chose to leave. She chose to hurt you, Luke. Me. If she wanted to meet Ryan she would've came sooner. She wants to come back here and get back to the old life she had. She wants to watch how our lives are now,"

"You're angry, I understand that."

"No, I don't think you do. She cheated on me, Vi. She got bored with me and she used me. Just like she used you. Just like she used Luke. We were both in unhealthy relationships and I got away. But you're beatings obviously effected your brain,"

"My beatings!? My 'beatings' put me in the damn hospital. My 'beatings' caused me a lot of pain and a lot of therapy, which I'm still going to. And yeah, you know what, they did effect my brain. The god damn table made me have a brain injury. The god damn bat he swung gave me a concussion. His god damn hand gave me permanent damage to not only my memories, but my body and my brain. So, yeah, blame my 'beatings' for this. Blame my damn brain injury on why Kylie is here."

"Vi-" I pulled my body away from him as he reached out to me.

"Don't. Don't you dare put your hands on me. You are supposed to be my brother and you are supposed to love me and guide me through life. Not make things worse. Your words are no better than his," I backed away from my brother, leaving him in Luke's bedroom. Alone. Upset. Angry.

"Hey," I turned my head then positioned it the same way as before. Staring into the night sky while all I saw was a black abyss. The abyss in which I belong to. In which I should be in.

"I know I can't... read you or whatever the hell Luke and you do, but I know when my sister is in pain." I scooted myself over to the other side of the bench as Leo took a seat on the bench next to me.

"Luke asked if I wanted him here to communicate to you. But I didn't want him here. These things were always us, you know? Fighting and making up."

"We're not seven anymore, Leo. We're not little kids who don't have to worry about anything. We live in a world with people who hurt us, with cruel people who want to hurt us. It's not longer sunshine and rainbows,"

"Was it ever sunshine and rainbows? Come on, Vi. We were told mum left when we were born and we depended on dad who depended on Mrs. Hemmings, who depended on Andrew coming back home. We didn't have parents growing up. We had guardians, who taught us who we are today. We taught ourselves everything,"

"I just... I hate having this feeling, you know? I go on missions and I'm afraid to get hit or punch because it could be fatal than just a bruise on my face or body. I could go into a coma, I could get paralyzed. And I don't want to think about that,"

"He's away, Vi. He's gone and he isn't coming back." He whispered, sliding closer to me. "Look, I'm sorry for everything I said back at Luke's. I was completely out of line and I should've known better than to mention the brain thing. It didn't even occur to me. I was just so angry at you for bringing Kylie over."

"Can I tell you something?" I asked, turning my head to my brother. He nodded and put his arm around me. "When I turned James in, all I could think about was getting back into my old self. Into that old state I would go in. I had no boyfriend, no home, I didn't have Luke, you weren't fully there, mum and dad were busy with Jenna. I had nobody but me and Ryan. And he wasn't even born yet. I didn't want a baby, I didn't want a life without James. I thought that with every therapist he went to, he would get better. But he only got worse. It got to the point where I would have to cover up bruises and red spots with makeup for work in the morning and that wouldn't help. It wasn't until the bat I finally took action and turned my own son's father into the police. And you know, I hate looking at Ryan. I hate how much he looks like James. And I hate to even think that James is actually his father."

"You couldn't have planned what would happen in the future, Violet. You can only do so much. And if I'm being honest, you're one of the best mum's I've ever seen. You're a single mum who lives with her best friend and his family. You're such a strong person and you haven't lost that. With or without a brain injury, I still respect you and love you and you're still my sister," I smiled and leaned into his chest.

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