Afterlife // Violate fan fiction \\

Chapter 10

TATES POV

We watched as the neighborhood scurried when the ambulance came to get mike.
"I don't know what's more twisted." We heard a voice from behind us. It was Ben.
"What do you want dad?" Violet turned and rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms.
"You both. Twisted murderers. Violet I thought my daughter wouldn't kill people." He said as he walked up to Violet.
I stepped in front of him.
"Oh. You think you can just take my daughter." Ben laughed as he walked back.
"Dad, we didn't kill mike. He crashed." Violet said as she gently pushed me to the side.
"We aren't murderers." I said as Ben chuckled.
"You are Tate." He said as he went back inside.
"DAD! WHAT THE HELL!" Violet said as she ran back inside.
I didn't follow her. I didn't feel like taking the you're-a-murderer-tate-you-ruined-my-family Shit.
I heard them yelling.
"Violet! Obviously you're too blind to see what that monster is! He raped you're mother and Constance took the baby!" Ben yelled.
"OH MY GOD! CAN YOU FUCKING LET IT GO!" Violet went on screaming at her father.
He was right. I felt tears stream down my face. I was a Rapist. I was a murderer. And I was a monster. Violet deserved to be with someone who was just as amazing, and great as her.
I didn't want them to see me so I just walked into the room and out the door. You know, if you don't want anyone to see you they won't.
As I snuck out I seen Violet go back out the window.
"Tate?" She said. "TATE?!" She yelled as she ran around looking for me.
I cried. I knew I was torturing her, but it wouldn't be like that for long.
I could hear her screams coming from the basement.
"TATE, PLEASE!" I heard her run back up the stairs. She ran back to her room. I seen tears streaming down her face.
She laid on the bed sobbing into the pillow. I sat on the bed. She must have felt my body sink into the bed making a dent.
"Tate. Please. I don't know what I did. I love you. And I need you." She said as she sat up looking me dead in the eye. All I wanted to do was kiss her. All over. I wanted to love her. I wanted to make her feel like the only person I've ever loved. Well she was. I couldn't, I wanted better for her. I got up and walked out. I went into the hall and sunk by the door and cried.

VIOLETS POV

It's was seven weeks since the last time I've talked or even seen Tate. At least I think so. I got caught back up with smoking and drinking. Well I started drinking. Again. With Tate he made me stop. I lit a cigarette, he burned it out against his cold skin. I started to drink, he smashed the bottle. I cut, he would kiss my cuts.
I got up from my old bed and went into the hall. I seen their pregnant mother crying on the top step of the stairs. Michael passed away in the hospital. The twins were playing in the yard. The teenager was with her dad putting together a memorial service for her dead brother. We never meant to kill him. Maybe that's why Tate disappeared. Maybe he left. No it's not possible.
I went across to the bathroom. I looked under the sink and found my razors. I turned and locked the door.
Wow. I haven't cut in about four months since the last time I cut, and Tate and I got back together.
I slid the razor across my arm and blood seeped out. I quickly did it over and over again. The scars lasted a little longer. They stayed on my arm for around a minute now. I liked the look of it. It brought the presence of pain.
I went into the kitchen and went into the fridge and grabbed two beers, a bottle of vodka, and a small bottle of wine.
I snuck back onto the roof. The sky was so bright. I opened the beer and sipped at it fiercely.
By ten o'clock I finished off the two beers, and the bottle of wine. I was almost done with the bottle of vodka. I stood up and I felt dizzy.
"Whoa-shit." I fell over.
In my blurry vision I seen someone tall and muscular. He carried me from the roof into the bedroom in the basement. As he carried me I looked back at the roof to see the broken glass bottles. The rest went black.

// short chapter 😁 this one broke my heart at the part when Tate "disappeared" I could barely write it 😂 😱 I watched sleepover again. Evan Peters went from dorky cute to hot as fuck. 😂😈. Whale 🐋 I'll be writing the next chapter of PROTECTING THE COVEN tonight and releasing it Wednesday. Every Wednesday a new chapter comes out. This book is unfortunately almost over 😭 but I will be writing more I swear to god! 91 FUCKING READS THANK YOU! 😍😍😍😭😭😭💕💕🌴🌴 I love you guys!!\\