Things Unseen

Second Chance Confusion

Tate'sPOV:

The plethora of spirits that wandered the house were all visible downstairs for the most part, a few others like to stay hidden in other parts of the house. Immediately I walked up to Violet who was sitting around a table with the two little burned girls. "Can we talk somewhere private?"I demanded to know, and I was not going to take no for an answer this time.

"What do you want Tate?"She asked me extremely annoyed as she turned to look me in the eye. It was clear she was angry but I had a fire in my eyes burning right into hers. "Fine."She scoffed pushing her chair away from the table as she stood up. Pushing it in she smiled to the girls. "I'll be right back continue the tea party." Walking over to a secluded part of the basement so we were alone she didn't even ask what it was about.

"What was that bullshit earlier when I was down here with [Y/N], I thought that you weren't trying to scare people away anymore?"I asked firmly not taking my eyes off her.

"I didn't do it to scare her away from the house, I did it to scare her away from you."Violet spat back venom oozing out of her voice. "She shouldn't be hanging around you, everyone that does just gets hurt. You should know already to stay away on your own."She growled under her breath.

"I have changed Violet, I have been working with your Dad and we have made good progress. I'm tired of being lonely, I want a fresh start too. I messed up our relationship and that killed me all over again but now I'm moving on. Does that make you jealous?"I asked angrily putting my hands in my pockets shuffling my feet against the floor.

"Don't be an ass, you don't deserve a second chance. You raped my mother getting her pregnant and murdered by the birth of your son, killed countless people, conspired to steal a child for another, and who knows what else. I'm trying to save her from a psychopath."She yelled causing people to take a little bit of attention to us.

"I know what I did, it was wrong and I take responsibility for that. It's in the past, and now I want to have a future I can actually look forward to. Please don't take that away from me."I begged softly tears welling up in my eyes. "I'm tired of being alone Violet, I know you want to punish me and God knows you deserve to see me hurt but just once give me an ounce of compassion please?"I asked tears streaming down my face as I looked at the ground, drops hitting the cold concrete.

"Fine, I won't do anything but she is going to see your true colors someday mark my words. She will find out and I won't comfort you because it's what you need to spend eternity feeling. You need to quit pretending that you are a good person Tate, you aren't. Everyone here knows that, it's why they don't talk to you. They hate you, as they should."Violet said firmly crossing her arms against her chest.

"Is everything okay over here?"Ben asked walking over to us. "I have been hearing some very heated arguments."He stated with concern.

"It's fine Dad, things will work themselves out."Violet said narrowing her eyes before walking away from us.

"She is mad that I am taking an interest in [Y/N], I just am tired of being alone Ben. I've been working hard on forgetting my past and making up for it and Vi just wants to keep me there suffering. I understand that I haven't been a good person and I will never try to dispute that fact, I just want a second chance to do the right thing. Is that really too much to ask for?"I asked tears falling even harder now soft sobs forcing their way out.

"No Tate it's not too much to ask for, she just wishes you would have gotten it right the first time when you were with her."Ben said patting my shoulder. "Maybe part of her even wants it to be with her now, she has always been a complex person that is hard for anyone, even me to understand. Just take it easy on her for a while, take your time with [Y/N] don't rush her into anything."He warned before walking away leaving me alone.

I sat there for a while calming down feeling more than confused. Did Violet want to try things with me again? Or was what she was saying the only reason she is upset? Was I really over her? At this point I didn't know anything, my brain was too scrambled to think. Angrily I ruffled up my hair screaming out wishing that I had a cigarette to take the edge off. Lacing my fingers into my blonde hair resting my elbows on my knees tears still falling from my eyes; I didn't even hear when Hayden walked over to me.

"Here, this will help."She said handing me just what I had wished for, lighting it for me. Taking a long drag in I held it in my lungs as long as I could before exhaling it. "Don't worry about Violet okay, fuck her. You gave her years of chances and she never took them. Don't let her take away your chance for happiness now. I have had a lot of experience in this matter so take it from me kid, live the way you want to live and fuck everyone else."Hayden said making me look at her with a sympathetic smile on her face before walking away again.

Taking another puff of the cigarette I realized she was right, that I needed to do what I felt was best for me. Violet didn't control me, no one controlled me, only I did. I had my rights to do whatever I wanted to do just as everyone else in the house did. Putting out the cigarette I placed the rest of it behind my ear for later in case I needed it. It was the middle of the night now and everyone was bound to be asleep in their beds. That is if her father even came back yet, and from the way [Y/N] was talking it was highly unlikely. I made my way upstairs making myself unknown to everyone as I was done with being seen and ridiculed for the night. Quietly I opened the door to her room seeing that she was fast asleep with her book laying next to her the pencil still in her hand. Chuckling silently to myself I walked over to it wanting to see just what she had been drawing.

The sight actually surprised me, it was an extremely well done charcoal drawing of me. I felt all the anger I had pent up melt away into a puddle and I knew for once I was doing the right thing. I was going to be the man she deserved and needed from then on. Sitting on the floor next to her bed I watched her sleep peacefully wishing I could lay next to her. Thinking back on our conversation about Halloween I began to wonder just what I could put together for a costume to match hers. If she were going to be a ghostly bride then I could be a ghostly groom, not that I wasn't already ghostly. To make it a little more authentic I could make my wounds visible while in a tuxedo. Most people didn't like the way they died to show so they hid it, and I was no exception. Who wants to talk to someone who has a shit ton of bullet holes in their chest and gut?

As a ghost I didn't need to sleep but I could, I wished I could dream but now it was just more darkness that I usually tried to hide from until tonight. Slowly I closed my eyes, leaning my head against her night table falling asleep to for once make time go faster, so I could be with her once more.

A/N: Next chapter is back to your POV! I hope you enjoyed it and want more! Please let me know and PLEASE SHARE! I would mean a great deal to me! Thank you for reading! -A