all I wanted was you-tate langdon x reader

move-in day

     You slammed the car door annoyed how often you move away from mother's work as a psychologist . and the thing is is that she doesn't even acknowledge how much you went thru from always being the new kid at schools. how much self loathing you have built up to the point where you always wear long sleeves to cover the marks from your wrist. "my dramatic daughter who's life is so hard" mom says as she mimics you. you scoff at her while grabbing your luggage. nobody understands me and nobody cares about what I have been thru ever since dad went to jail from stealing money at his job. you grabbed the doorknob not caring about how mom is still unloading stuff alone. you walked upstairs and opened all doors until you saw it. your room for I'm guessing about 5 months before you move again. you set your luggage down and immediately took out your tv girl vinyl and placed it on a desk the old owner must have left over. As you turned around from the vinyl you saw a boy who must have been your age. "hi, I'm tate, I'm dead, wanna hook up?" he said casually. before even questioning the fact he said he was dead you just carried on and said "hi, im y/n". he had such a pretty face and his hair was dirty blonde and messy but in a good way. your gonna enjoy this house with him you can sense.
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15 minutes later
"I did this when my dad left, I was 10" Tate pointed to his upper wrist scar.
"I did this last week,first day at this new school here, it sucked" you said while pointing to your third vein's scar.
"Westfield right? The worst, I got thrown out of there" he complained.
"I hate it here, I hate everyone and all their bougie designer bullshit, the east coast was way cooler, at least they had different weather there" you said in annoyed voice.
"I love it when the leaves change" he said with bliss
"Yeah me too!" you exclaimed.
"How come you moved here?" Tate asked while getting up from sitting on the wooden panels of your bedroom floor.
"My dad went to jail for abusing my mom and stealing money at his job and my mom saw that LA had one of the highest paying psychology jobs so..." you left off.
"That's awful, if you love someone you should never hurt them.Ever" Tate claimed.
"Right I know, and the worst thing is that 8 months later, my mom kept on receiving threatening mail from my dads jailmates". You vented
He then sat back down and held your feminine hands with comfort.
You immediately stood up not knowing what to do and turned back around to him and asked "so how come you see my mother?" You asked while walking back and forth from the bed to the closet.
"Don't ask questions you already know the answers to." Tate said.
You brushed your hair back while picking up your Tv Girl album and asked "wanna listen to tv girl? the band is cool, and relatable, and hates everybody" you said in happy way.
"Got any Kurt Cobain records? He's so cool" he grinned and you grinned back with dahlia dimples.
"What are you doing in here?" Mom said while standing at door
"Just listening to music" you said casually.
"You shouldn't be in here tate and you should know that please leave" your mom said while pointing to door.
Tate walked up to her and asked "what's the thing you always say I'm afraid of? Fear of rejection?". Tate walked away from door and headed downstairs. Your mom looked down thinking about what just happened and you placed your Tv Girl vinyl down on the wooden desk while rolling your eyes from what mom had done. I wonder when he will come back you thought.

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Night

You walked into the bathroom without any thought of closing the door and immediately took a sharp razor out and scraped it on wrist. you winced slightly but you were used to the pain unfortunately. You looked up at mirror and saw tate leaning by doorframe.
"You are doing it wrong, if you cut yourself vertically they can't stitch it up" he said casually.
You turned around and asked "how did you get in here?"
"If you're gonna kill yourself, you might want a lock on the door" he grinned while closing door.

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you walked into your bedroom and closed the door. you took out your brandy melville floral pajama set that came with a halter top and drawstring shorts. you put them on and immediately went to bed. you had another restless night again and finally closed your eyes at 6:30 AM but woke up from a nightmare about the house. you then began to read and then you realized you began to hear morning doves.

   Fuck