Tate and Violet- Forever Yours

Chapter 32- Michael

Michael

I was lying sprawled out on my bed, digging into my secret stash of sweets while staring at the plain white ceiling, thinking.

Thinking about everything that has happened these past few months and about how all these little acts of confusion have made me want to follow my destiny. My eyes had started to become a little heavy and I could almost feel the darkness wash over me.

Until I heard a blood curdling scream.

I jumped out of my bed and ran quickly down the hallway, if something is happening then i'm definitely not going to miss all the drama. Especially when it comes to Violence. I do love a good old fight.

I came to the source of the scream and my heart seemed to stop as I realised it was Violet's room. If someone has hurt my big sister I swear on my title as the Prince of darkness that I will make them suffer the worst possible fate.

"Violet , are you ok. I heard screams"

I tried to ask calmly hoping that Violet wouldn't be able to hear the sheer amount of worry in my voice.

I slightly open the door and peep my head into her room, slightly scared about what I might find.

There I could see a very red faced Hayden almost lying on the floor as a very angry Violet stood over her yanking her hair. I began to grow angry as I could see deep fingernail marks embedded into Violets pale flawless skin.

I flung the door open channelling all my anger through one simple action. I was glaring at Hayden. Totally unable to register the fact that she just attacked my sister.

Even though I wasn't here to see what exactly happened or who started the fight , it doesn't take a genius to work out who started the fight.

Hmm let me see.

Could it be the obnoxious, obsessive, selfish, she slut that I slept with a few days ago , or my sweet, funny, lonely, slightly depressed elder sister?

Hmm I definitely think it was the sheslut, and I definitely think that she needs bringing down.

No one messes with my family and especially not after they have practically been stalking me around my own house, thinking I won't notice.

I've come to a decision, Hayden needs to go.

"Hayden, we need to talk"

I quickly turned around on the heel of my foot and began walking back to my bedroom when I heard the soft clicking of the shesluts hooker heels trailing not far from behind me.

Walking back into my room I carefully perch my bum on the end of my bed, just in case I need to make a quick escape from Hayden's clinginess.

Just as I was thinking this she walks into the room behind me and slowly walks over to my bed The next thing I know is that she's sitting on my lap and kissing me gently on my neck.

Almost feeling like I want to be sick everywhere I quickly and gently push her off me, but Hayden just pushes me down onto my bed.

I can't stand her or this anymore. We had our little fun and that was it. And now she's acting like my psycho needy girlfriend.

Yep Hayden definitely needs to leave this house pronto. with me being the Antichrist and all there should be no problems when it comes to making her disappear.

As she trails her hands down to the lose material of my blue shirt I wrap my arms around her small fragile waist and push her off me with all the force I can muster,

She went flying across the room and hit my bedroom wall with a bone cracking snap. Lucky Hayden's all ready dead otherwise she would have at least broken a few ribs and only a couple of other leg and arm bones here and there.

"Get off me"

Hayden slowly picked herself of the floor and I watched as she painfully clicked all of her bones back in place.

I could see that her hair was all over the place, her eyes were red and puffy, not to forget the fact that her cheeks were wet. It was clear to see that she had been crying. I haven't really done anything to her yet so why is she so traumatised.

"Wha-what was that for? "

Her voice stuttered and I could see her body trembling and shaking. I could see hopelessness written all over her face. Oh my gosh, how slow could I be?The slut actually though I really like her, love her even.

I start laughing and the funniness of this situation makes me laugh even more.

Hayden's face was white as a sheet and I realised that now was not the right moment to have a laughing fit considering I had business to attend to.

Now how exactly do you get rid of a ghost?

Hmm how did I do it last time?

Walking up to Hayden I circle around her and mutter the ancient words of evil.

Swiftly pulling the blade I keep in my belt out, I stab her in the chest directly above her heart. Hayden screams and continues to scream as her body seeps out blood and soon it begins to fade.

Her feet slowly begin to disappear and then her legs, then her arm, chest and finally her head.

This all happened in a blink of an eye and soon all that was left of Hayden was a tiny blood spot on my cream bedroom carpet. That has to be washed and cleaned off anyway, but ill need to buy carpet cleaner.

Thank goodness I managed to get rid of her now I can check to see if Violett is alright.

Walking down the corridor back to Violets room I see her lying on her bed.

"Are you Ok?"

Worry fills my voice and I cringe as I know how pathetic I seem right now.

Violet just looks up at me and slowly nods her head. I've missed not talking to her these past few days but after finding out about her being my sister and all I thought it was best just to give her some space.

I don't know when or if I should tell her about me being her little brother but right now I need her to know she's safe.

"Don't worry, you won't be seeing Hayden for a while."

She stared at me with questions written all over her face.

"Why don't we watch a movie in my room? I'll supply the sweets"

Violet's face seemed to light up a bit and she jumped of her bed and quickly ran off down the hallway and into my room.

I started to smile to myself as I walk down the hallway after her, thinking about how ridiculously silly my big sister is.