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๐–๐‡๐„๐ ๐ˆ ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐„ ๐…๐”๐‚๐Š ๐ˆ๐“ ๐ˆ ๐–๐€๐๐๐€ ๐†๐Ž ๐“๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐‹๐‹
๐‚๐€๐”๐’๐„ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐€ ๐๐ˆ๐„๐‚๐„ ๐Ž๐… ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐“, ๐ˆ๐“ ๐€๐ˆ๐'๐“ ๐‡๐€๐‘๐ƒ ๐“๐Ž ๐…๐”๐‚๐Š๐ˆ๐๐† ๐“๐„๐‹๐‹

Violet Swan chose to live with her father in Forks rather than move with her slut of a mother after the divorce. For a time she hated Bella for choosing their mother over Charlie but the girl was young and easily influenced unlike her sister who was a year older than her.

๐ˆ๐“ ๐ƒ๐Ž๐'๐“ ๐Œ๐€๐Š๐„ ๐’๐„๐๐’๐„ ๐†๐Ž๐ˆ๐๐† ๐“๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐€๐•๐„๐ ๐–๐ˆ๐“๐‡ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐†๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ๐ˆ๐„-๐†๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ๐ˆ๐„๐’
๐ƒ๐‘๐„๐’๐’๐„๐ƒ ๐ˆ๐ ๐–๐‡๐ˆ๐“๐„, ๐ˆ ๐‹๐ˆ๐Š๐„ ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š ๐“๐ˆ๐Œ๐๐’ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š ๐‡๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ๐ˆ๐„๐’

Being the daughter of the chief of police you would have expected her to be the picture perfect child with a excellent attendance in school and someone who certainly didn't do or deal drugs. Violet didn't mean to disobey her dad but she always felt like something in her was missing and tried to fill the hole in her heart with smoke, leaving her stomach almost always barren.

๐†๐Ž๐ƒ'๐‹๐‹ ๐๐‘๐Ž๐‹๐‹๐˜ ๐‡๐€๐•๐„ ๐Œ๐„ ๐Ž๐ ๐’๐Ž๐Œ๐„ ๐‘๐„๐€๐‹ ๐’๐“๐‘๐ˆ๐‚๐“ ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐“
๐๐Ž ๐’๐‹๐„๐„๐๐ˆ๐๐† ๐€๐‹๐‹ ๐ƒ๐€๐˜, ๐๐Ž ๐†๐„๐“๐“๐ˆ๐๐† ๐Œ๐˜ ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐‚๐Š ๐‹๐ˆ๐‚๐Š๐„๐ƒ

She had been caught smoking weed with the towns stoners round the block of a old house and Charlie was beyond furious. He was never the parent who 'laid down the law' so he just took her phone and banned her from going out until the end of the month. Before giving her phone back he made her promise that she wouldn't smoke weed and she agreed now she only did cigarettes.

๐‡๐€๐๐†๐ˆ๐๐† ๐–๐ˆ๐“๐‡ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐†๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ๐ˆ๐„-๐†๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ๐ˆ๐„๐’ ๐‹๐Ž๐”๐๐†๐ˆ๐๐† ๐ˆ๐ ๐๐€๐‘๐€๐ƒ๐ˆ๐’๐„
๐…๐”๐‚๐Š ๐“๐‡๐€๐“ ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐“, ๐ˆ ๐–๐€๐๐๐€ ๐“๐Ž๐“๐„ ๐†๐”๐๐’ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐’๐‡๐Ž๐Ž๐“ ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐‚๐„

Violet had to get better at hiding her shit but when you have a police officer for a father you have to get creative so, when desperate times called for desperate measures she kept her cigarettes in a drain on top of the roof. Some may have said she had a severe addiction feeling the need to risk her life just so she could feel as if she was finally breathing "fresh" air.

๐€๐‹๐‹ ๐Œ๐˜ ๐‹๐ˆ๐…๐„ ๐ˆ'๐•๐„ ๐๐„๐„๐ ๐‚๐Ž๐๐’๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„๐‘๐„๐ƒ ๐€๐’ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐–๐Ž๐‘๐’๐“
๐‹๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐“๐Ž ๐Œ๐˜ ๐Œ๐Ž๐“๐‡๐„๐‘, ๐„๐•๐„๐ ๐’๐“๐„๐€๐‹๐ˆ๐๐† ๐Ž๐”๐“ ๐‡๐„๐‘ ๐๐”๐‘๐’๐„

She had her first smoke when her parents were arguing and they could only afford one pair of headphones. She gave them to Bella and told her to turn whatever she was listening or watching all the way up. Violet went downstairs and whilst her parents were arguing in the living room she opened her moms purse and that was the beginning of the end for her.

๐‚๐‘๐ˆ๐Œ๐„, ๐€๐…๐“๐„๐‘ ๐‚๐‘๐ˆ๐Œ๐„ ๐…๐‘๐Ž๐Œ ๐ƒ๐‘๐”๐†๐’ ๐“๐Ž ๐„๐—๐“๐Ž๐‘๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐
๐ˆ ๐Š๐๐Ž๐– ๐Œ๐˜ ๐Œ๐Ž๐“๐‡๐„๐‘ ๐–๐ˆ๐’๐‡ ๐’๐‡๐„ ๐†๐Ž๐“ ๐€ ๐…๐”๐‚๐Š๐ˆ๐๐† ๐€๐๐Ž๐‘๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐

Violet had never hated her mother until she saw her slap her dad across the face and throw a speaker at his head when she was twelve. Charlie never raised a hand to Renรฉe and instead left the house but he caught Violets eyes who was crouched behind the banister at the bottom of the stair and gave her a gentle, tired smile before softly shutting the door.

๐’๐‡๐„ ๐ƒ๐Ž๐'๐“ ๐„๐•๐„๐ ๐‹๐Ž๐•๐„ ๐Œ๐„ ๐‹๐ˆ๐Š๐„ ๐’๐‡๐„ ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐ƒ ๐–๐‡๐„๐ ๐ˆ ๐–๐€๐’ ๐˜๐Ž๐”๐๐†๐„๐‘
๐’๐”๐‚๐Š๐ˆ๐ ๐Ž๐ ๐‡๐„๐‘ ๐‚๐‡๐„๐’๐“ ๐‰๐”๐’๐“ ๐“๐Ž ๐’๐“๐Ž๐ ๐Œ๐˜ ๐…๐”๐‚๐Š๐ˆ๐๐† ๐‡๐”๐๐†๐„๐‘

Her dad didn't come back for a few days and in those few days Violet never said a word to her mother only responding in glares and huffs. She wanted her mother to ask what was wrong and why she was being ignored but instead Renรฉe simply turned all of her attention to Bella. As if she was see through, as if she was glass Violet had forced herself into a silence with her rage boiling whilst she watched her mom treat her sister like fine china.

๐ˆ ๐–๐Ž๐๐ƒ๐„๐‘ ๐ˆ๐… ๐ˆ ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐„, ๐–๐Ž๐”๐‹๐ƒ ๐“๐„๐€๐‘๐’ ๐‚๐Ž๐Œ๐„ ๐“๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐‘ ๐„๐˜๐„๐’
๐…๐Ž๐‘๐†๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐Œ๐„ ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐Œ๐˜ ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐’๐‘๐„๐’๐๐„๐‚๐“, ๐…๐Ž๐‘๐†๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐Œ๐„ ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐Œ๐˜ ๐‹๐ˆ๐„๐’

Violet learned to act like a ghost and now the only person she spoke to in the house was either herself or Bella. Her sister was too innocent to understand what was going on especially when you had a human shield trying to protect you from everything. She was protective of Bella so when she realised she wouldn't be coming with her to Forks she nearly fainted.

๐Œ๐˜ ๐๐€๐๐˜ ๐Œ๐Ž๐“๐‡๐„๐‘๐’ ๐„๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“ ๐Œ๐Ž๐๐“๐‡๐’ ๐‡๐„๐‘ ๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐“๐‹๐„ ๐’๐ˆ๐’๐“๐„๐‘'๐’ ๐“๐–๐Ž
๐–๐‡๐Ž'๐’ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐‹๐€๐Œ๐„ ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐๐Ž๐“๐‡ ๐Ž๐… ๐“๐‡๐„๐Œ

When she believed herself to be invincible and high on weed Violet took herself to a tattoo shop and got a spine tattoo of a snake with a sword through it. Then a larger one that spread over the left side of her hip and trailed slightly up her stomach just below the height of her bellybutton. She got another in a more noticeable place which was from her shoulder to her elbow there was a large spider and a spiders silk trailing along with a few words written over the web as you went down her arm. Her latest one was a lightning bolt just behind her ear but instead of black it was in white ink. Charlie threw a fit when he saw it as she wasn't eighteen yet- she was sixteen with a irrational and undeveloped brain as he put it. She still got another tattoo this time from her wrist was roses and thorns until it reached her index finger.

๐ˆ ๐’๐–๐„๐€๐‘ ๐“๐Ž ๐†๐Ž๐ƒ ๐ˆ ๐‰๐”๐’๐“ ๐–๐€๐๐“ ๐“๐Ž ๐’๐‹๐ˆ๐“ ๐Œ๐˜ ๐–๐‘๐ˆ๐’๐“๐’ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐„๐๐ƒ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐’ ๐๐”๐‹๐‹๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐“
๐“๐‡๐‘๐Ž๐– ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐Œ๐€๐†๐๐”๐Œ ๐“๐Ž ๐Œ๐˜ ๐‡๐„๐€๐ƒ, ๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐€๐‘๐„๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐”๐‹๐‹ ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐“

Violet thought about ending her life regularly sometimes it was daily other times if she was having a good day it would only be weekly. She'd lay in bed staring at the ceiling when she should've been sleeping and list the reasons why and why not she should live. Sometimes if her dad was not working and simply went to go to the bar with his friends she'd play Russian roulette with herself using his gun.

๐€๐๐ƒ ๐’๐๐”๐„๐„๐™๐„ ๐”๐๐“๐ˆ๐‹ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐๐„๐ƒ๐’ ๐‚๐Ž๐Œ๐๐‹๐„๐“๐„๐‹๐˜ ๐‘๐„๐ƒ
๐ˆ'๐Œ ๐†๐‹๐€๐ƒ ๐ˆ'๐Œ ๐ƒ๐„๐€๐ƒ, ๐€ ๐–๐Ž๐‘๐“๐‡๐‹๐„๐’๐’ ๐…๐”๐‚๐Š๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐”๐ƒ๐ƒ๐‡๐€ ๐‡๐„๐€๐ƒ

Her mind always narrowed her reasons down to very few people those being her little sister and even though she was across the county they kept in very good contact, regularly calling and texting. Her father, Charlie although she always felt like a disappointment to him and weak for giving into her temptations so easily he always told her he loved her with a sweet forehead kiss. She had few friends although the ones she valued were Alex and Brody, the girl and boy greeted her with open arms when she arrived at the hell hole that was Forks high school.

๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐“๐‘๐„๐’๐’ ๐ˆ๐’ ๐๐”๐ˆ๐‹๐ƒ๐ˆ๐๐† ๐”๐, ๐ˆ ๐‚๐€๐'๐“
๐ˆ ๐‚๐€๐'๐“ ๐๐„๐‹๐ˆ๐„๐•๐„ ๐’๐”๐ˆ๐‚๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„ ๐ˆ๐’ ๐Ž๐ ๐Œ๐˜ ๐…๐”๐‚๐Š๐ˆ๐๐† ๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐ƒ

Sometimes whenever she was in school and surviving off of an apple and a few cigarette a day she'd get a overwhelming feeling of warmth. It surprised her each time as some days it would come in waves following her round until she left the parking lot but on others their was nothing but emptiness for her to be greeted with.

๐ˆ ๐–๐€๐๐๐€ ๐‹๐„๐€๐•๐„, ๐ˆ ๐’๐–๐„๐€๐‘ ๐“๐Ž ๐†๐Ž๐ƒ ๐ˆ๐“ ๐…๐„๐„๐‹๐’ ๐‹๐ˆ๐Š๐„ ๐ƒ๐„๐€๐“๐‡ ๐ˆ๐’ ๐…๐”๐‚๐Š๐ˆ๐๐† ๐‚๐€๐‹๐‹๐ˆ๐๐† ๐Œ๐„

Violet Swan was utterly depressed and sinking further and further until a cold hand grasps her by the heart and pulls her back onto her feet. However, the eldest Swan is stubborn with a niche for falling back into bad habits or bad people.

๐๐€๐‡, ๐˜๐Ž๐” ๐–๐Ž๐”๐‹๐ƒ๐'๐“ ๐”๐๐ƒ๐„๐‘๐’๐“๐€๐๐ƒ

Alice Cullen the sweetest of her family has had her sights set on Violet for some time. She's made it her own personal mission to tame the wild human with a broken heart left by her mother.


๐’๐”๐ˆ๐‚๐ˆ๐ƒ๐€๐‹ ๐“๐‡๐Ž๐”๐†๐‡๐“๐’ - ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐จ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐.๐ˆ.๐†


























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๐–ต๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—…๐–พ๐— ๐–ฒ๐—๐–บ๐—‡
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Tแด€สสŸแดส€ Jแด‡แดกแด‡สŸ

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BษชสŸสŸส Bแดœส€แด‹แด‡

๐– ๐—…๐–พ๐—‘ ๐–ก๐—‹๐—‚๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—…
'๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜š๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ'

AสŸแด‡xแด€ษดแด…ส€แด€ Dแด€แด…แด…แด€ส€ษชแด

๐–ก๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ฝ๐—’ ๐–ฌ๐–บ๐—…๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—†
'๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ'

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'๐€ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ'






















'๐€ ๐ฏ๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ'





















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