Tate and Violet- Forever Yours

Chapter 16- Violet

Violet

Michael was the new owner of this house.

What? I'm so confused if the house had been sold why didn't any of us know?

In the past when the house has been sold, there had been house viewings and strangers peaking through the dusty windows to take a look at the interior. If people had come to look at the house we would have scared them off, just like we always do. Why was it different this time?

The new owner Micheal was young, he must have been around 20 and he has the most amazing bright blue piercing eyes that appeared to stare into your soul. His hair is cut short but is a light sandy blond colour that seems to fall perfectly over his face.
He has a strong jawline and under his short black T-shirt, I can see the faint traces of his muscles. 

He looks like he is a model of some sort because he is just mesmerising.

I realised that we had both been staring at each other for a long time and that this situation was super awkward.

I wonder what he is thinking about?

Maybe he is thinking about me ...

Shut up brain you know thats a load of bullshit.

" So it seems that we have started off with a bad introduction why don't we start again"

Michael brought me back to the real world and I'm slightly shocked because he seems like such a nice guy.

"Hello there I'm Violet," I said sticking out my hand.

He gently stuck out his large hand and gently shook my hand.

" Hello Violet, I'm Michael and its a pleasure to meet you"

He seems really nice, but there's something about him that just seems a little off. I can't quite put my finger what it is about him that looks so familiar to me.

He would be a good distraction for me though. Then maybe I won't have to worry about Mum, Dad or even Tate, at least not any time soon.

" So... Violet, what brings you into my house ?"

Fuck,  I've been caught out.
What am I going to say?
I can't make any random shit up. It has to be believable.

" Things at home are pretty rough right now at home, I come here to escape quite often because it has been abandoned for so long. It's just a quiet space to think for a bit "

Shit, that actually sounded like such a pile of bullshit.
This house isn't an escape for me, it's a prison and a torture chamber with an eternal sentence and no escape,

" Oh. I'm sorry about your curmumstances, I know what it's like to have a difficult home life... But seen as you know this house pretty well would you mind showing me around ?",  Micheal asked.

Showing Michael around the house that doesn't sound like a bad decision. Maybe I can make a new friend and get someone else's opinion on the shit hole I call an afterlife.

"Yeah it would be a privilege"
Grabbing a hold of his strong arm I begin tugging him towards the sitting room.

Well it looks like I'm going to have a lot of fun today.

But he can't ever find out about what I am or about the other ghosts. He would just freak out and run away.

I need a friend right now.
Maybe Michael will make the perfect companion.