Murder house (Tate Langdon)

Burn Baby Burn

TATES POV

I sit on the floor in my dark room gripping my razor causing my knuckles to turn white. Thoughts and voices swarming my head persuading me into something dark. After thinking for what seemed like hours I grab the gasoline and matches that I found in the basement of my new house. I walk to my desk and grab my keys to my motorcycle while running a hand through my messy blonde curls.
*time skip*
I arrive at Larry's work place. Larry is Constance's (my dumb bitch of a moms) boyfriend. I walk to his office gripping the gasoline and matches. I open the door to his office.
Hello Larry. I smirk showing my dimples.
Oh hi Tate what a surprise! He says turning in his chair. What can I do for you?
Cut the shit Larry, I know you killed beau!
I didn't kill your brother. He says shaking his head.
DONT LIE TO ME!! I grip my hair pulling it. GET OUT OF MY HEAD!! I look up at him revealing the crazy in my eyes. I slowly walk over to him.
What are you doing Tate? Think about this he says looking at the gasoline in my hand.
Oh I have Larry, long and hard.
I twist the cap off the gasoline and pour it on him. He chokes and guzzled on the gasoline.
What are you doing?! Stop! TATE!!!
I pull out a match and strike it on the case and lift it to my face examining it. I step back and flick the match at him smirking while he screams.
*time skip to when Tate gets home*

CONSTANCE'S POV
Tate walked in with a smirk on his face which worried me.
Hi hun where were you? I ask sweetly

Out. He stated coldly

Oh. Larry will be home soon wash up please and get Addy.

No he won't.

Pardon?

Larry won't be home tonight Tate says smiling clearly proud.

And why is that I say getting a little angry.

Because... I killed him.