AHS stories I wrote in google docs

Broken Love(season 1)

His whistle pierced my ears "Come out doll I won't hurt you." Tate called. I pushed my head into my knees and put my hands over my ears "I'm sorry...Y/N!" I heard Tate yell from the floor under the attic. I was hiding right above him in the attic then I heard the door to the attic open. I backed up even farther into the corner I was in. I held my hand over my mouth as I tried not to cry because I knew how much pain I was about to go through if he found me "I know you're in here somewhere." Tate said I wrapped my arms around myself, hugging myself tightly. I heard the attic door slam shut. I started to breathe really heavily from the small panic attack I was about to have then I saw the pile of things I was hiding behind move. "You have not been a good girl Y/N." Tate said, shaking his head "I-I'm sorry T-Tate." I said shaking, he grabbed my arms and pulled me to his chest "You know I own you right?" Tate said but before I could answer I felt a syringe needle run up my back "T-Tate. STOP!" I shouted trying to push away from him then he looked at me with his dark dead eyes as he pushed the syringe down. I woke up in Tate's room with my head laying on his lap "Are you okay doll?" he said with a worried look on his face "Y- wait what happened?" I asked. He ran his fingers through my hair. "Well, I don't really know what happened, but I found you in the attic and you were passed out on the floor." He explained. I tried to sit up, but Tate pushed me back into his arms "NO!" He shouted and paused to calm himself down, clearly trying to keep me with him. "You're too ill to get up." He said laying my head back into his lap. "How about I go get us food?" Tate asked, I nodded then Tate picked up my head and slowly laid it on his bed. "Okay I will be back." Tate said, pleased that I hadn't tried to escape him yet. Once Tate shut the door I tried to stand up and walk over to his desk to see what was on it but then my legs got weak, and I fell to the ground "Ow... what the h3ll." I said when my vision started to get fuzzy. After my vision cleared, I tried to stand once again but once I got to my knees, I fell again so I laid there knowing that Tate would find me and do horrid things like cut into my side again just the thought of that made me scared and I started to

breathe heavily frantically trying to pull myself back onto his bed. After many minutes of failure, I finally got into the bed as I heard the door creak open. "I got you a sandwich." Tate said smiling I smiled back at him "Tate what's on your desk?" I asked "Why do you want to know?" Tate said with the smile wiping off his face he grabbed my hands, and he looked me in my eyes "Tell me why you want to know." Tate said, tightening his grip on my hands "I-I Don't k-know Tate." I said, shutting my eyes tightly tears started to run down her face "No... don't cry." Tate said crying now as well he let go of my hands and hugged me "I was just curious." I said, trying to stop crying "I'm sorry Y/N!" Tate shouted, still crying, "It's okay Tate." I said. He laid his head on my legs wrapping his hands around my waist "I'm sorry Doll." he said. I sighed deeply as I sat my hand on Tate's head. "I'm feeling kinda sleepy." I yawned but I got no answer "Tate? Are you okay?" I asked, then I felt a jolt on my legs. Tate looked up at me with very sleepy looking eyes "Yea that sounds good." he said as he pushed me over to the other side of his bed and moved himself up next to me. "I love you Y/N." Tate said slowly "I love you too Tate." I answered. Then he wrapped his arms around me and held me close to his chest "No... I love you." Tate said I scooted closer to him and shut my eyes "Good night, Tate... I would do anything for you." I said drifting off to sleep. Once I started to wake up, I felt something cold and sharp run across my thigh "Tate i-is that you?" I asked, barely awake, "Yes doll it is." Tate said calmly Then I felt a huge sharp pain in my thigh "OW TATE WHAT WAS THAT!!" I shouted then I heard Tate laugh a little. I felt cold blood run down my leg as I started to cry "Tate w-what... What did you do." I cried "No, no... You're okay doll." Tate said, his voice getting deeper. I felt his hand wipe the blood off my thigh. I sat up and stared into his dark lifeless eyes "Why... Tate why." I said wiping the tears from my eyes "Because I love you." he said with his pupils widening I looked at the shallow cut on my thigh as it bled "Well Tate if this is what you think love is then... I don't love you." I said trying to get out of his bed, but he grabbed my arm "No Tate this is it I'm not staying anymore. Now let me go!" I demanded "No please I'm sorry Y/N it won't happen again." he pleaded "NO TATE YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT AND YOU ALWAYS JUST END

UP HURTING ME MORE!!" I shouted and he started to cry as I started limping the door of his room "NO Y/N DON'T LEAVE!!" he cried then I limped out of his room listening to his sweet cries. I then limped into the bathroom next to his room and I stumbled to the floor. Once I hit the ground, I started to hear Tate's stomping, so I reached up and shut the door and locked it then I leaned up against the door breathing heavily. "OPEN THE F-CKING DOOR Y/N!!" Tate shouted he began messing with the door handle trying to open the door. I started to panic thinking about how he might make the scar on my thigh deeper or slit my throat then I started to hear heavy banging on the door "OPEN IT NOW!" Tate shouted once again "NO TATE YOU'RE JUST GOING TO HURT ME!!" I shouted crying now "Y/N please open the door... I won't hurt you." he said, sounding calmed down "That's enough." I cried then I started to limp to the window. I opened the window and began to scream "HELP ME HE IS CRAZY!!" Extremely loud over and over again "Y/N STOP THE NEIGHBORS ARE GOING TO HEAR YOU!!" Tate shouted banging on the door "That's the point." I laughed then I heard a loud heavy knock on the door. I heard Tate run down the stairs so I limped over to the closet in the bathroom and opened the door then I grabbed a towel and then I laid it over the cut and put pressure on it. I limped back over to the window as I saw the neighbor walking back to his house. That's when I remembered that Tate is really good at lying. I shut the window, starting to lose hope that I could get away from his grasp then the baning on the door started again. "Can I come in... Please?" Tate asked calmly, "Are you going to hurt me." I said trying not to cry "No... doll I won't I promise." Tate said then I limped over to the door and unlocked the door. He opened the door and looked at the towel that was covered in blood with it seeping down my leg "WHAT DID I DO TO YOU!" Tate said, grabbing me and pulling close to him "I'M SORRY." Tate cried as I wrapped my arms around him and cried into his chest "I promise I won't ever try to leave you again!" I cried then he brought me to the floor, and I sat there crying lying my head on his shoulder crying.