When last we left the Hulin's, Argus and Youko had a big blow out and the truth that Vivian and Violet weren't his came out.  Youko to her dismay also revealing the name of the father, Alexander Hulin found out that Argus never had a son named Alexander.  Youko collapsed willing herself to go to her safe place in her mind that she had visited many times before named Storm Shield. 

Vivian had, trying to prove Uncle Brett's insinuations that Argus wasn't her dad, went to city hall to prove him wrong.  She found he was telling the truth, confronted her mother, and in spite of her mother's objections had gone to get more information.  Unfortunately the clerk couldn't find any information.  It appeared that Alexander Hulin didn't exist.  Vivian left devastated, but more determined than ever.  The clerk feeling sorry for Vivian contacted a source who she thought might be able to find out who this lady's dad was. 

After Youko collapsed and was put to bed, nobody knowing what had happened to her, the girls who were out and about were summoned to her bedside.  There they both were holding vigil.  Argus feeling responsible had came in to the room, but being questioned by Violet about what happened, he not wanting to admit the truth left, leaving the estranged sisters alone with their thoughts.

Vivian wanting to make things right between her sister and herself and feeling bad for Violet decided to try again mending fences. 

Vivian:  Violet? 

Violet remained silent.

Vivian clearing her throat: Violet? 

Violet not wanting to be disturbed ignored her sister.

Vivian wanting to reach her sister, but being irritated at her silence approached behind her.

Vivian:  Look Vi, she said calling her the family pet name for her, I know this is hard on you, but it is on me as well.  I need you to talk to me.  Please.

Violet looking out the window:  Vivian, what do you want?  Can't you see I want to be left alone?

Vivian getting irritated:  How selfish can you be? You aren't the only one upset.  I am trying to be your big sister and comfort you, even though I need comforting and reassurance myself. 

Violet:  I never asked you for anything, including your big sister interference in my thoughts and life.  Just leave me alone.  Is that so hard to do?  If you want to help me, please respect my wishes.

Vivian getting angrier by the minute:  Why have you always treated me so distantly?  Haven't I always tried to be a good big sister?  What have I done to make you treat me this way?

Violet looking out the window absently:  Nothing ok?  Nothing at all.  I just want to be free to live my life with none of your holier than thou, I know best sister attitude. 

Vivian hurt:  What does that mean?  I never did anything but try to help you.

Vivian:  For goodness sakes, I am tired of talking to your back.  Turn around.

Violet getting upset now as well: Ok, I am turned around, now will you please go away?

Vivian:  You know, you always had a bad attitude.  I love you, but you treat me like an enemy.  All I am asking for is to be sisters. 

Violet:  Well I didn't choose you for a sister, and I am stuck with you, but that doesn't mean I have to like it, or you.

Vivian:  Look Vi,

Violet growling in anger:  Stop calling me that!  My name is Violet and if you want to talk to me, you better start using it.

Vivian was taken aback.  Where did all this hostility come from?  Why did Vi hate her so?  She sighed.  Maybe she should just let this go.  Their mother was far away from them in her own little world, Uncle Brett was being a jerk, aunt Corrine who never liked mom, was over the moon about this situation and dad (she shook her head remembering he wasn't her dad after all) and Argus and Aunt Lena had been having problems.  Did she need to open another can of worms?  Vivian felt like giving up, but knew that maybe if she could patch things up with her sister, somehow it might bring mom back. 

Vivian curbing in her anger:  Violet, come on why do we need to fight?  Can't we try to mend fences?  Don't you think that is what mom would want?

Violet turned away:  Forget it Vivian ok? 

Vivian:  No I am not letting it go. 

Violet turned back:  I can see you won't leave me alone, so say what you have to say and then leave me be.

Vivian angry:  You act like everything is a game.  It isn't you know.  Mom is gone and who knows if we will ever get her back.  This whole family is one big mess, and the one thing that can be fixed is us, and you won't help me fix it.

Violet lashing out:  Did you ever think that maybe there is nothing to fix?  How about if I told you I don't want to fix something, because to me it ain't broke.

Vivian at a loss turned away trying to find words to say. 

Violet:  Now will you leave me alone?

Vivian:  No, I won't.  You always hated me, and I want to know why.  I can take it.  Come on, or don't you have the guts? Vivian hissed through her teeth.

Violet furious:  You want to know why?  You want to know why?  Like you don't know.

Vivian taken aback at her anger:  No Vi, I don't.

Vivian using that name again set her off.

Violet spewing all the invective she had been holding inside for all those years:  You are a back stabbing, self righteous, life ruining witch and you are right I do hate you.  You undermined me with mom and dad all my life.  You always had to show me up.  It was bad enough that mom and dad never wanted me, but then you had to go prove to them, that their not wanting me was justified.  It was always look at Vivian as an example.  Vivian graduated high school at the top of her class. Poor Violet why couldn't you at least finish school instead of dropping out in the 10th. grade?  We always hoped you would prove us wrong about your growing up to be a disappointment  Why couldn't you be like Vivian.  Vivian always tried hard, and it shows. Vivian excelled at everything she did, what's wrong with you Violet?  You never had to hear those words, and I can never forget them.  I got so sick of them holding you up as a paragon of virtue. You always have been mom and dad's little darling.  I was the black sheep, the disappointment, the girl who did everything wrong.  I busted my butt to prove them wrong, but you were always there making sure that they wouldn't be proud of me or love me like they love you!  You delighted in being the good girl.  You rubbed my nose in it every chance you could! That is ok though, because you know what?  I hate you all!!!

Violet paused for breath and wanting to alleviate her pain struck where she knew it would hurt:  In fact, I don't care if mom ever wakes up.  I hope she don't.  She always made me feel less than worthless.  Oh, she tried to praise me once in a while, but that was to salve her conscience.  I didn't flatter myself that she meant it.  I knew better.  All of a sudden the anger left her and she sagged like a balloon deflating.

Violet with resignation and sadness:  Oh forget it.  It don't matter anymore.  It is too late to ever repair us, and frankly I don't want to try anyhow. 

Vivian frustrated lashed out:  You know you never used your brains.  You are one of the dumbest people I have ever met. 

Violet taken aback:  W-wh-wh at do you mean? 

Vivian riled again: You spent your life rejecting everybody, wanting an excuse to be the victim.  Nothing anybody did for you was good enough.  You just want to be miserable, and right now I don't care if you stay miserable the rest of your life!  Why don't you stop thinking of what poor Violet wants, and start thinking of someone else for a change.  As for mom, how dare you say that!  She was a good mother to both of us, the best!You are mean, nasty and cruel, and right now, I don't care what happens to you!  Why don't you just leave if you hate us so much?  Go on leave.  I don't care anymore.

Violet turned without a word running out of the house.  She didn't know where she was going, but at this point she didn't care.  She just wanted to escape.  Escape the pain and the rejection she had suffered her whole life.  This wasn't the first time she had run away, but she had always come back.  This time she just might never come back, and she was sure nobody would care if she did or not.