Sometimes all you can do is lie in bed, and hope to fall asleep before you fall apart.

Violet's POV

It's been three days since my breakdown in Xavier's office and I've been avoiding him ever since.

He probably thought I was crazy and I couldn't blame him if he did. Sometimes I thought I was crazy, they're things I can't explain, words I can't seem to put together and demons I can't fight off.

I stood in Xavier office, cleaning his desk, silently praying that he didn't walk in. I'd been sent to clean his office by the head maid Rose.

She was really nice. She was sweet and caring unlike all the other people here. They all always seemed to glare at Bella, Livia and I. We were like peasants to them, they treated us like dirt.

I bend down to pick a paper on the floor, I'm about to stand up when I hear the door open. I assuming it's Xavier so I quickly crawl under and hide.

"Where do you think the file is?" in a gruff masculine voice asks. I was sure it wasn't Xavier, it didn't sound like him.

"The boss said it would be on his shelf," another voice answers. I sat under the desk confused. Why would they need to collect a file from Xavier's office?

From what I've heard he doesn't let any of his men touch his files or even enter his office when he's not around.

"Let's just take the file and get out, if Xavier finds out we're stealing from him, he'll kill us," one of the men mumbled anxiously.

My eyes widen at his words. They're were stealing from Xavier. My heart beats rapidly, what if they found me? Would they kill me? I start to panic and mistakenly hit my head against the table.

"Who's under there?" one of the men ask. I stay silent hoping they'll think they're hearing things.

"Who ever is under that table come out now or I'll shoot," my heart skips a beat at his words. I slowly crawl out from under and stand up facing the men.

One of the men walk over to me, he had a scar on his left cheek, his wrinkled face made him look ten times scarier. He smelled of cigarettes, a smell I detested.

"What the hell are you doing here," he hissed.

"I-I was j-just c-cleaning," I stutter gripping onto the table, inching away from the scary man.

"We have to kill her, if we let her go she'll tell Xavier and we'll both be killed," the other man states taking out his gun.

I look at his gun in terror. My body became paralyzed with fear. "We can't shot her here, someone will hear. Maybe we could strangle her and make it look like a suicide," scary man suggests

He grips my hand roughly, "I'm going to have fun killing you, you little slut," he whispers. I flinch at his words; they were venomous.

He's about to speak when the door opens and Xavier walks in looking pissed. "What the hell is going on in here?" he asks through clenched teeth, anger was particularly oozing off him.

The scary man steps away from me and I let out a sigh in relief. "Nothing boss, I'm just showing Ms Black how to clean properly," he lies.

"Get out of my office now!" Xavier yells. The men hurriedly walk out of the room leaving Xavier and I alone.

I keep my eyes fixed on the floor, not daring to look at Xavier. "What actually happened?" he questions.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I respond my voice shaky.

"I'm not a fool, I know you're lying. Tell me what actually happened," he walks over to his desk and takes a seat in his chair.

I contemplate telling him the truth. If I told him then those men would kill me or even worse hurt Bella and Livia. I couldn't tell him, "Nothing happened," I lie hoping he'll buy it.

"Get out," he hisses. I stare at him dumbfounded.

"Didn't you hear me get out," he yells slamming his hand on his table, rising to his feet. "I don't want a lair in my office. Now get out!"

His words make me flinch. I quickly leave his room and hurriedly walk to the kitchen.

I walk through the hallway in shock. What had I done to him? Xavier Valentine was very confusing. One minute he wanted to get into my pants and the next he's calling me a lair.

I'm so lost in my thoughts, I don't see a man in front of me and I bump into him landing on the floor.

I look up to see who I bumped into and to my unfortunate luck I see the scary man from the office staring down at me with a wicked smile.

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Xavier's POV

I glared at the door. Violet she wasn't the cause of my anger. My father was.

I'm going to kill that incompetent bastard. I grab a bottle of whiskey and a glass and pour myself a drink.

Close my eyes, letting my troubles melt away. As I try to relax but someone barges into my office.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" my dad yells.

"What the hell is wrong with me? What the hell is wrong with you?" I yell glaring at him.

"You brought that slut here to spend the weekend with me? If I haven't made myself clear already I hate her," each word that left my mouth are laced with anger.

"And that's not even the worst part you're throwing a party for her on the anniversary of my mother's death!" I throw the glass in my hand at my father but he ducks, missing it.

"Your mother isn't worth mourning on. She was nothing but a self righteous bitch," he spat.

My anger reached its peak. I lunge at him, pushing him to the floor. I punch him repeatedly, letting my anger take over. He punches my jaw causing me to stumble back.

I get up glaring at my father. "My mother was an amazing woman the only mistake she made was marrying you," I hiss.

My father glares at me one last time. Then walks out of the room slamming the door.

I fall to the ground, pulling on my hair in frustration, "I need you mom, I really do," I whisper.

Author's Note

So what do you guys think? I hope you like it. I feel like the last chapter was really bad so I'm hoping to make up for it with this semi good chapter.

I dictate this chapter to Infinite_Flame004 my crazy new friend.