she f**king screwed up my life so god damn badly that i have to control everything just so i wo n't remember how much she controlled me ... '' i trail off as violet walks in front of me , standing between the television and the coffee table . her legs lock tight around my waist until she 's rising above me , climbing me like a pole-our lips never breaking contact . god , he was skinnier than the last time she 'd seen him . she tried to shriek , but it tightened something around her throat . 