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December 18th, 2003
Gerard's P.O.V.

I woke up on the floor, still completely wasted, and immediately noticed Violet wasn't there. No one else seemed to care, they were all into the movie.

"Hey guys where did Vi...", before I could even finish I was interrupted by the sound of screeching tires and the most blood curdling scream I have ever heard in my life.

I ran out the door and seen the worst sight of my life. There was Violet, in the middle of our street and in front of her body was a white car. I ran to her side and did my best to help.

"Guys, guys! Somebody call 911 quick!"

Frank ran outside to see what was going on and did the same thing I did. Mikey called 911. I cradled Violet's fragile body in my arms. She was covered in blood and had glass sticking out everywhere.

"Come on Vi, you're gonna be okay. You have to fuckin be okay."

I heard sirens in the distance. I glanced up and seen the man driving jump out of his car and take off running. Frank tried to catch him but, he was long gone. That son of a bitch will pay for what he just did. The paramedics took Violet away from me. Only family could ride with her so Frank went and we all agreed to meet him at the hospital.

"Come on guys.", I stated sadly.

We got to the hospital and noticed Frank sitting in the waiting room.

"Hey Frank, how is she?", I asked
"The doctor hasn't came out yet. She woke up in the ambulance."
"So she's okay then.", I said mostly to myself.
"No, Gerard. She's not. Ya know, she thought I was you. She just kept on fuckin apologizing. Why didn't you tell me she was stripping dude? She needs to work in a safe environment. Fuck."
"She made me promise not to tell anyone. She didn't want to disappoint you."
"It doesn't matter now. That bastard might have fuckin killed her. What kind of person hits somebody and runs anyway?!"
"A sick one. Violet is a fighter she will be okay."

Just as I finished that sentence her doctor came out.

"For the family of Violet Iero."

Frank immediately stood up.

"Mr. Iero, Violet is very lucky. The glass from the windshield punctured her stomach. We were able to remove all the glass but it also damaged her kidney. She will be undergoing surgery in a few hours so we can try to repair it. She is, however, awake and specifically asked to speak with someone by the name of Gerard."

"That's me.", I spoke up.

"Follow me."

He lead me to Violet's room. She looked so helpless and so broken. Her face was scraped up and bruised.

"Hey Vi.", I walked over and sat down in a chair by her bed.
"Hey.", she whispered.


Violet's P.O.V.

"Hey", I whispered.

There was a reason I needed to talk to him. The doctor is very confident that I am going to be okay. I think otherwise. Gerard needs to know the truth. The truth about why I didn't go with them when they left, the truth about why I pushed him away so easily. The truth about our relationship. He has to know.

"So, the doctor says you want to talk to me.", he spoke up.
"I do, and I need you to listen. Don't interrupt.", he nodded, "I lied to you Gee. When you guys left I probably could have went. I wanted to fuckin go but, there was something, someone rather, holding me back. And before you get the wrong impression, it's not what you think. Do you remember the month before you left, that night we spent together? You told me I was the only woman for you, you wanted to marry me and I said I would like that too and we made love. What I am trying to tell you is, I couldn't go... I just...", I paused.

"It's okay Violet, you can tell me."

"Gerard, I couldn't go with you because, I was pregnant."