Four Jumbled… II 50C

Viola was lying in bed. Her room covered in darkness, she felt too weak to turn on the light and got even weaker at the thought of having to leave. Leave why? Because she could hear Tyson and Sawyer laughing on the other side of the wall and if she stayed in here too long, Tyson will come get her. He always does. On a given weekday in the last six years she could say for sure three straight days won’t go by without her seeing Tyson. And now they’re here, that still applies. But that’s not her problem right now.