Violate ahs hold me closer

Clouds of Smoke

I managed to walk in with Tate and seem perfectly normal to my mom, when in reality there is a war starting.

I ran straight up to my room and decided to hide up there for the remainder of my life.

Minutes after, I heard a knock on my door. I cringed at the thought of making conversation with the people living in my house. Opening it up, there stood my mother.

"Honey, want to go shopping? I bet you need some new clothes!" she says gesturing to my barren closet.

"You don't have to repeat yourself." I laugh as I walk out my room with my mom walking closely behind me.

We got outside, when I saw Constance leaning over the hood of our car.

"it'll be a girls shopping trip, if you don't mind" my mom whispers in my ear.

So I have to tolerate the mother of the person I'm avoiding for a whole evening of shopping? Well no backing out now. At least he isn't going.

We piled into the car, my mom driving, Constance sitting shotgun and I was sprawled in the back.

After a 15 minute car ride of me staying silent and my mom and Constance joking about something, I guess they became friends in the short time that they moved in together, we finally arrived.

My mom gave me the rights to pick out whatever store I wanted to go to first. I picked H&M because why not. I picked out some pretty tops and a couple pairs of shorts, so we moved onto the next store. This one Constance picked, it was White House Black Market, yes that old lady store. Constance asked for my help deciding on some long dresses. I guess you can say we semi bonded over this trip. She's pretty cool. She says I have impeccable style, so I guess that's good.

A few hours later, our hands, full of bags and our wallets, empty, we decided it was time to leave.

Exiting the main doors, I saw it was just before sundown. We liked back into the car and made our way home, this time I wasn't so silent. I joked around with Constance and my mom, I had fun.

When we got home be sun was beginning to set. I walked in with the two lovely ladies who treated me to so many new clothes.
"Vi, we are going downtown, there's some throwback 80's concert, and I'm guessing you wouldn't want to go?" My mom asks.
"Ya, your right, I really don't." I say and hop up to my room, and hear the front door slam, signaling Constance and my mom left.

I plopped my bags down and went downstairs to the kitchen. I looked out the window which shows the garage, and saw none of the cars were there. Everyone left alright, cool.
I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and walked one to the kitchen to wash it.
Out of the window over the kitchen sink I saw a cloud of smoke rising from the bush in my yard.
Confusing sight as it was, I went over to investigate. Shutting the kitchen door softy as to not frighten the thing causing the cloud. As I walk over to the bush, a familiar smell fills my lungs. Cigarettes.

Now full of curiosity and concern I peer over to see the cause of the smoke cloud.

"You smoke?" I say in disbelief, as I see Tate sitting on the brick wall behind the bushes.
he shrugs and says "Only when I'm sad." he says cooly, not even glancing over at me.

"are you sad?" I ask, my voice barely a whisper.

"are you?" he says still not lifting his gaze.

"I was, so I got locked up in a mental institution for a year, I don't have the time to be sad anymore." I said, immediately regretting my words, but they just kept pouring out.
"that's where I was, Briarcliff, full of freaks like me" I continued, not knowing how to stop.

Now Tate's eyes were on me.

"You are not a freak, Violet." he said concerned.

I stayed quite, for once. He stared at me intently, taking in my earlier actions.

"Come here." he says, opening up his arms and widening his chest for me to come sit with him.
I hesitate at first, but eventually walk ever so slowly towards his open arms, sitting next to him and letting his arms wrap around my stomach. He puts his chin on top of my head. I have no idea what will happen now, that I spilled my secret to him.

"You are not a freak, you are a beautiful girl, one that I like." he whispers. I feel his jaw bounce up and down on my head, as he doesn't bother lifting up his head to speak.

I cuddle into his chest, take the cigarette from his fingers and put it into my mouth.

"It's been to long" I saw after inhaling and exhaling the calming smoke.

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A/N: please don't smoke!
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I can feel him smile against my head.

"I thought fückbôys weren't supposed to smoke, it's unattractive and may scare the cheerleaders off." I joke.

"Is that what you think of me? You think I'm a fückbòy?" he says, pretending to be offended.

"Aren't you?" I continue.

"Well depends how you look at it, if you think smart, amazing guys are fückbóys, they I'm the biggest one in the school."

I laugh, something only he has had the power to get me to do in such a long time.

"Hey, sorry I was a difficult twát before." I apologize.
He just shakes his head, laughing a little, as if telling me it doesn't matter as long as I fit do it again.
He let me finish the cigarette and then we cuddle close as we watch the sun set and the moon rise.

We do this until we hear the garage open and multiple cars pull up.

I get up and stretch, he does the same.

"Well it was nice talking to you Blonde, but I have some homework I have to finish and then it's lights out for me, in exhausted." I mumble.

"Ok, goodnight" he says simply, somewhat disappointed as if he expected me to stay with him all night and stare at the sky, but I don't want to be a difficult twát again so I let it slide.

I turn and start walking but he pulls my upper arm, again, I should just learn to expect this from him, since he does this every single time I turn to walk!

"I'll drive you to school tomorrow, don't ditch me again, Ditchy." he says with a slight smile.

"I won't this time, Blondie, Goodnight."

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A/N- 20 CHAPTERS? wow wow wow! that's a milestone, let's celebrate, go find yourselves an Evan Peters and hug him tight. plus wow two updates in a day, but I owed it to you! I missed you, babes.
I fixed the rudeness between Tate and Violet. You are welcome. ILY! Byes