Please Stay (a Tate Langdon Fanfic)

Meeting Tate

Shreeeiiikk! You hate the noise your old bus door makes, but you know you'll be stuck with it the rest of the year. You got off the bus and ran into the house. "Daad!?" He must be with a client. You ran up to your bathroom, pulled out a blade and started to cut. You started cutting yourself in 10th grade, and ever since then you were addicted to it. Whenever something bad happens you cut to not think about it. You cut your arms, and your legs. You were crying looking at yourself in the bathroom mirror. "Your doing it wrong, if your trying to kill yourself cut vertically, they can't stitch that up." You hear. "How did you get in here?!" You ask. "If your trying to kill yourself you might also want to lock the door." The strange guy says. You wash out and walk out of the bathroom. Waiting in the hallway is the strange guy. "Hi I'm Tate." He says. "Y/N, why are you here." "Your dad says I'm a psychopath ." You are intrigued in Tate, you want to know about him. "Follow me." You say. He follows you into your room. You turn on music, and you guys talk for a while about life and how it's a filthy place. He gets up as writes "Taint" on your chalk board. Just then your dad walks in and tells Tate to get out. "Y/N don't talk to him!" Your dad says. "But dad!"