Moving on (Tate Langdon)

chapter 4

**mature content at the end. Read at your own risk**

There were police everywhere. Some were comforting my mom. While others were looking at the crime scene. Then there was me, I just sat in my room staring at my ceiling. Thinking about what just happened. My dad was dead. I was never to see him again. He also was never coming back. I hated that. He was happy with my mom. My mom was happy also. Even though she never showed it she was always happy. I was never happy but at least my parents were.

Thinking about him made me cry. I never liked him but I just can't believe he's gone.

"Why are you crying?" I jumped at Tate's voice.

"My dad's dead." I said.

"Aren't you happy he's dead? He always put you through pain." Tate said smiling.

"Why would I be happy that my dad is dead? He was my dad for heaven sakes Tate." I said yelling at him. Putting my hands in the air. Not believing what he is saying.

"He put you in so much pain el. You almost died because of him. I would hate my dad if he did that." He said frowning.

"I know he put me in pain. But he is still my dad." I told him.

"I don't get you." He said pacing.

"What don't you get?" I said back to him.

"I try to make you happy but Im never seem to be able to." He said looking at me. What does he mean?

"What do you mean?" I said confused.

"I thought that if your dad was out of the picture you would be happy." He explained.

"Are you saying you killed my dad?" I said in disbelief. Taking a step back from him. He only stepped forward.

"That's exactly what I'm saying. Aren't you happy he's gone?" he said with a confused look. I stood there. Frozen at what he said.

"y-you killed my dad." I said repeating what he said. He only nodded.

"YOU KILLED MY DAD! YOU MONSTER!" I screamed him. He seemed taken back.

"El I didn't know he meant that much to you. I thought you hated him." He said trying to touch me. I stepped back from him.

I did hate him. But that doesn't give you the right to kill him." I said.

"I'm sorry." He said. He wasn't sorry.

"You're not sorry. You enjoyed killing him. Just like you enjoyed raping violet's mom and killing those gay dudes. You enjoy killing people. You sick monster." I said. His face turned into a hurt expression. He stumbled backwards. Like somebody hit him.

"You know what I want right now. I want you to go away."

"I want you to go away Tate." He shook his head.

"GO AWAY!" I screamed

"No el. Please don't do that. Please" He said tears streaming down his face.

"Go away!" I said again.

"You're all I was! You're all I have." He screamed. I shook my head.

"Go away!" I screamed again closing my eyes. I heard him scream one last time and then it went silent. I opened my eyes. He was gone. I finally let the tears come. It became Niagara Falls in my bedroom.

"shh." I heard a voice say. I turned to look at voice. It was a new lady.

"Who are you?" I said choking on my tears.