Originally Posted by meganelizabeth

Christopher wasn't looking, up, but he could still hear. And what he heard right then was nothing. He was for sure this was it. This was the end of them. She was going to eventually say a few words, break him in two, and they would go their seperate ways. He glanced up quickly, and could tell she had a lot on her mind. Then again, who wouldn't be confused in a situation like this? It was certainly the worst he'd ever experienced, and he might've been confused on what he was going to do too. But he nearly always had a plan. Violet didn't. She was just so innocent, so childish, she was just sad. He never wanted to hurt her; but it was too late for that. What if he broke her beyond repair? She'd never forgive him. Nor would Selina. Especially not himself.

He was still in his position of sorrow when Violet looked over at him, and back at the letter. Back at him. Back at the letter. She knew what it was. He'd known too. They'd both known it was coming. They'd known it since second year. Well, Vi's first. He peeked up at her, seeing her gazing at the sender. He heard her mutter a denial and open the letter, hands shaking violently. The more he thought about it, the more he realized he should've told her himself. Violet wasn't going to handle something this hard; this blunt, very well.

She burst into tears and stumbled over to him. When he felt arms wrap around him, a chin resting on his head, tears dripping onto his hair, he sighed. Getting through this with Violet would heal him for now. But once she dumped him, it would make it worse. But for now, all he wanted was the pain to ease. Lips touched his forehead and he looked at Violet, who was now sitting down next to him, square in the eyes. All he wanted to do was crumple into her shoulder and calm her, but he had a bit of a better idea. Not breaking eye contact until the end of it all, Christopher leaned towards Violet. He'd only kissed her once, and it had been very brief, during the previous year. Now was the second time. His lips touched hers softly, but unlike last time, he didn't pull back. Things felt right. Even if it would make things painful later.