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𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 has always loved being dark and gothic,
and nothing was going to change that. not even
when her best friend turns his back on her and
begins bullying her instead. she used to feel nothing
but love for him, but now, all she...
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D R O W N I N G
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tate stood there for a few moments, processing what the fuck had just happened. she looked to the guy who was still on the ground groaning in pain, not looking at her. it slowly sank in that matt had probably just saved her from being raped, and she broke down in tears as she ran through the garden.
''matt!'' she called through tears, pulling the front of her dress up.
he didn't stop, just disappearing round the corner and down the steps towards the outdoor cellar of their house. it was something that was off limits to the party guests, but tate didn't stop. she chased after him, grabbing his arm once she caught up to him.
''matt!''
''what the hell, tate?!'' he exploded, pulling his arm away roughly. ''what the actual hell?!''
''he was going to...'' she trailed off, her tears preventing her from speaking. she could feel genuine physical pain, and she suddenly crouched to try and stop it from spreading. she clutched her stomach, not being able to breathe or cry anymore.
''tate.''
matt's voice was softer now as he looked down at her. she couldn't stop crying, and she couldn't look up or stand up or do anything. matt watched her for a few seconds before sighing heavily and crouching in front of her.
''tate, you're fine.''
''but i almost wasn't!'' she cried, her voice laced with raw emotion. ''i was almost raped!''
''but you weren't.''
''what if he comes back for me? what if he sends people after me? what if he tries to finish what he started? what if-''
''it's never gonna happen!''
''how do you know?!''
''because i won't let it!'' matt yelled. there was silence for a few moments, just the sound of their heavy breathing before he rolled his eyes and sighed. ''i'll protect you, tate. i would never let anything happen to you...ever.''
tate's breathing slowed slightly as she heard his words and she was finally able to look up. the pain slowly subsided until it was a dull ache, and the two of them just looked at each other until she spoke.
''thank you for saving me.''
he stood up, reaching for her hand and pulling her up. she stood and matt reached forward. he checked her for a few moments before gently pulling the front of her dress up over her boobs so that she was fully covered.
''it was slipping.'' he explained, his fingers caressing her collarbone as he pulled away.
