The best fear is the one that makes you realize your power

Violet's POV

I twisted and turned waiting anxiously for it to be time for the meeting. I haven't had a chance to tell Bella and Livia yet after I read the text message I went straight to the guest room Xavier put me in. A thousand conspiracies ran through my mind, what if he were planning to kill Xavier. I am almost certain that the group of people in the meeting have something to do with Rose's death.

A knock on the door pulls me out of my thoughts. Xavier walks in with a smile on his face, my heart tightens in my chest as I remember Ivy's words, a frown forms on my face. In Xavier's hand, he held a tray with food on it, the food smelt delicious.

"How are you feeling?" Xavier asked I give no reply. He sits on the bed next to me placing the food beside me. "I thought you might be hungry, so I brought you some food," he said, his face beam as he spoke but I still gave no answer.

Xavier frowns at my silence, "What's wrong?"

"I talked to Ivy today," I finally said.

"What did she tell you?" he asked. This question made my blood boil, my hands curled up into fits.

"Why don't you take a wild guess," I snapped.

Xavier sighed, "Violet."

"Really?" I asked bitterly, " So it's not true that you're engaged?" He stayed quiet with his head low. He opened his mouth to speak then closed it again.

"Say it's not true Xavier," I barked, silently hoping he'd say it was all a lie. That he didn't use me like everyone else but he never spoke or objected it. "Say that you weren't not just playing with me so you could sleep with me."

I walked to the door opened it and looked at Xavier with sad eyes, I could feel the tears in my eyes threatening to fall but I was determined to keep them in. "Then get out," I said gesturing to the door. He looked surprised at my words, I was too. Xavier rose to his feet and walked to the door slowly.

Once he reached the door, he stopped and looked at me. His eyes scanned my body with intensity. His brings his hand to my face and runs his thumb gently over my cheek, my bottom lip quivers, a tear slips from my eye and onto the floor.

"Violet I-" he began.

"Go," I whispered, my voice shook as I tried to hold back the sob that was threatening to escape. He sighed and left the room. The tears rolled down freely, I shouldn't be sad or crying Xavier didn't owe me an explanation, we weren't dating or married but it still hurt. It hurt me to know he belongs to someone else because I wanted him to belong to me.

I sounded pathetic, in anger threw the food he brought me to the floor. I wasn't going to waste my time on Xavier anymore, I'm going to find out what happened to Mrs. Valentine for Rose. The text said they'd be having the meeting at E14 which meant it is being held east of the mansion where the weapons and offices are, in room 14.

I've never been to that side of the mansion but it shouldn't be too hard to find my way around. I looked at the clock in the room hoping that time passed. It is 11:30 pm time for me to leave.

Making my way down the hallway a thousand thoughts ran through my mind like always sometimes I wish I could shut my brain down for a while.

I fast walked to the east side of the mansion not wanting to get there late. As I walked into the east side I'm surprised to see it's almost deserted, only a few men are still there. The see me but ask no questions. I scan around the wide hallway for room 14. Once I find it I walked into and look for a good hiding spot.

It looks like a conference room. I find a small cupboard and roll myself into a ball to fit into it. I'm there for about five to six minutes, the sound of footsteps entering the room make me tense. I peek from the creak in the cupboard, I see only legs. There were mostly men.

"Let's begin," a voice familiar spoke, I son realized the voice belonged to Abel.

"We need the plan forward," a man said curtly.

"Things are getting out of hand, the boss lady is getting to bold. She's going off task we have set up the plan," another said. I inched closer to the cupboard making sure to be extremely quiet.

"When do you suppose we take out the plan?" Abel asked curiously.

"In two weeks."

"Alright, in two weeks, we burn this hell hole to the ground."

Oh no.

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Xavier's POV

"What did you tell Violet?" I asked Ivy in a tone aggravated. I stood in her room angry as hell, me and Violet's argument made my

"I told her the truth, Xavier," she said walking you to me with a seductive smile on her face. The angry boiling deep within me explodes in a thousand folds. I grabbed her hand roughly squeezing it tightly.

"And what truth is that?" I spat out through clenched teeth. Ivy smiled and leaned closer to me getting on tiptoes stopping at my ear, she bit it softly causing me to shiver in disgust, "That you're madly in love with me."

"You're crazy. Stay away from Violet, I don't want to have to repeat myself again," I growled.

Ivy scoffed and looked at me with cold eyes, "I can't believe this, you're acting like a complete fool over some random poor girl. Don't tell me you like her now." Her words put me at a standstill. I never thought of what I felt for Violet and I didn't want to. Emotions do nothing but over complicate things.

I refused to let myself feel anything not after what I've witnessed. I couldn't feel anything for Violet for her own safety people like me only destroy. We are not built to show affection or love. I took one last look at Ivy and left.

I walked through the hallways of the mansion in a daze. Life seemed much simpler before Violet arrived, but only myself to blame for that I brought her here. I entered my room and sat on my bed. Reaching over to my cabinet I picked up the picked of my mother and me smiling. This picture is the knot thing I find comfort in.

The picture takes me back to a time when I had someone to look up to, a guide. I can still remember the night it all came crashing down.

My mom and I were talking about the trip my dad planned for us, she was so happy even though my father never showed any love her eyes still sparkled when she talked about him. Suddenly the sirens went off and I could hear gunshots from outside, my father's men ran around the mansion like madmen.

My mother turns and looks at me with a sad smile on her face rose from the bed and tried to leave. I held her hand tightly begging her to stay. She pleads with me to let her go but I refused, pulling me into a hug my mother told four words that haunt me every day I'll be right back

I watched with hushed tears as she left the room and never came back. My father didn't even seem fazed by her disappearance, he filled the house with sluts. Since my mom was gone he needed a new stress reliever and his beloved son, Jax was too good to hit. So I the prodigal son became his new stress reliever.

He'd get wasted and hit me so hard I couldn't walk for days but even with all the detest he had for me he still made the heir to the gang. I couldn't understand it, but I didn't want a life in the gang that kind of life already made me lose the one person I held closest to my heart. The gang world is made to destroy and nothing more. My father made it that I wouldn't be able to refuse to take the 'throne'.

I've done things that have probably ensured me a special place in hell but out of all of the wicked cruel things I've done in my life the worst has to be turning into the one person, I hate the most. My father.

Into a monster with the incapability to love, or be loved. A monster that is trying to break free from the bounds has imposed on itself. A monster that dreams of day when it is destroyed so it will never again have to give into the darkness that surrounds it...

Author's Note

Wassup people. I finally update woohoo!!!

Loving Broken hit 8k reads I'm losing my fucking mind. This is amazing.

Love y'all so much for reading. Promise to update soon.