Moving on (Tate Langdon)

Chapter 8

I emerged from my room. Or at least my old room. I turned the corner and saw my mom.
"Mommy?" I choked out. She turned and smiled at me. She still had burns all over her though. I ran to her and hugged her. I could feel her skin but it didn't feel like skin. It was gross. I pulled away and looked at her with my doe like eyes.
"Did you look for me?" I asked. She looked at me with a sad expression.
"No. I was going to leave this house and never come back. I thought you were dead and I could care less. You were always a burden to me. Your dad and I never wanted you and still don't." She said. And them disappeared. I stood there stunned. I wanted to cry and scream. I didn't deserve this. I wanted to be free. I turned away from the stairs and walked into my room. I called out the last person I would every think to call again.
"Tate?" I said in a frail like voice. He didn't come
"Please I'm sorry." I said. Still no answer. I decided to go to the basement. I thought about the basement and ended up there.
"Cool" I whispered smiling. I walk around looking for him. He's not there. I walk upstairs and go into the living room.
"Oh my god." I say. I stand there stunned. Tate and violet were kissing. Tate looks up immediately.
"El." He says. Standing up. I'd been strong for so long. I didn't cry when my mom said those thing and I didn't cry when I was with my kidnappers for that long. I didn't even cry when I was raped. But this did. I stared at him as tear rolled down my cheeks. He looked at me with the same sad expression my mom gave me.
"I'm sorry." He said. He didn't look sorry. I stood there for a moment until I decided to use my voice.
"I loved you." I said quietly.
"I know and I still love you. It's just, I thought you didn't." He said.
" I bet you and her had some fun time when I was gone. Violet did he make you scream like he did to me? Did he whisper I love in your ear when you were half asleep? Did he stare at you with so much love in his eyes like he did with me?" My rant would have continued but Tate cut me.
"Eileen go away" Tate said. I had a flash back to what I said to him
Flash back:
"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 at 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.
Flash back ends.
It was like he knew what came into my mind.
"Paybacks a bitch isn't it?" He said smirking.
"Not really because right after i told you to leave me alone. We fucked so good times" I said. My breathing heavy.
"Well um just go away Eileen." He said using my full name Instead of my nickname. I stood there and then popped up beside him. He flinched slightly.
"Bye love. " I whispered then left a kiss that would probably linger.  I was about to disappear when I felt him grab my arm.
"Wait" he choked out. I smiled and yanked my arm out of his hands.
"Tate I'm not just some one night stand or seconds. You either want me or you don't. Which is it?" I said looking him straight in the eyes.
"I don't know." He said.
"You don't love me anymore. That's okay. I deserve this. I was gone for years and expected you to wait for me. Why was I so foolish? Go have fun with her. I'm done. I love you Tate. But I'm done." I said then disappeared outside. I walked around the house. I saw this boy that looked exactly like Tate.
"Take a hint Tate" I said mad.
"I'm not Tate." The boy responded with. He didn't sound like Tate. So I knew it wasn't him.
"Then who are you?" I asked.
"His son." He said looking at me with his brown eyes.
"Oh...what do you want?" I said.
"To help you." I looked at him confused.
"I know your dead." He said.
"How?" I said  I sounded surprised.
"I know everything about This house. I know that you recently died and I know anyone who dies in This house stays in this house." He said.
"Yeah pretty much." I said. Letting out a forced laugh.
"I want to set you free." He said. 
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Give you life." He said walking over to me. I flinched when he touch me. He noticed. But didn't say anything.
"H-How?" I said. Nervous to be around him. He made me scared.
"Don't be scared of me." He whispered.  Trailing his fingers down my arm.
"I'm not." I said trying to smile.
"I want to make you alive again." He said.
"How?" I asked.
"It's quite simple really. All I have to do is kiss you but there comes a price of course." He said.
"What's the price?" I said uncertain.
"Your soul." He said smiling.
"What?" I said dumbfounded.
"It doesn't hurt. You just won't feel what normal humans feel. No emotions and you can live wild. And I can give you that for just a kiss. And more if you'd like." He said smirking.
"More?" I asked.
"How about I throw in something. I bring you back to life and make you young forever. But for that. You have to do some more things." He said. I thought about. I could leave this house but with no soul and but young forever but with whatever he wants me to do.
"What's the other thing?" I asked.
"Sex" he said shrugging.
"What?" I asked.
"Sex. I think that's what I said." He said.
"Fine." I said huffing. He smiled then kissed me. It was disgusting but that wasn't the thing I was focused on. I felt my body change. My senses were heightened but I didn't feel anything. I didn't feel normal. I felt him pull away. I stepped  back from him. He stared at me and smiled. I smiled back. I walked away from him and went to the gate. I turned around and saw Tate. He was right by me.
"What did you do?" He whispered.
"I think I'm free." I said.
"You did the unthinkable." He said staring at me. I went to the gates and opened them. I stared at the other side. I turned back to look at him.
"I'm sorry." I said but I didn't feel sorry. I felt nothing. He then hugged me. I stood still. I felt like this would be the moment I would cry but I didn't.
"I don't like feeling like this." I said.
"I know." He said.
"Come with me." I asked.
"I'm dead. Your not. At least not anymore. I can't leave this house."  Tate said.
"Ask him for me. Please" I said. Touching my hand to his face.
"I love you" I said. What was I doing? This is wrong.
"I can't I'm sorry." He said.
"Fine. I won't be coming back." I said. He looked like he was fixing to cry.
"Bye." He said. He hugged me and i felt a cry rip from my throat. It was weird. I knew I had no soul but I let it out a cry. Tear welded in my eyes and I cried.
"I can't leave." I said shaking my head.
"Then don't leave." He said.
"I won't." I said letting out another cry.
He grabbed my hand and we walked to the front door. Passing his son. Which sounds weird to think about. We opened the front door and we ran to the room. I laughed as he threw me on the bed.
"I can't stay mad at you. Even when you brake my heart." I said. He smiled and kissed my lips.
"What about her." I asked.
"It's just you right now. It's just you." He said. I smiled and cured up in his side. Since he laid next to me. I soon fell asleep next to the man I loved.
Few hours later:
I woke up startled.
"Honey get up were leaving." My mom said. I looked at her confused. Wasn't she dead and hated me?
"Where are we?" I asked. She looked at me confused.
"Home you idiot. You must of had some crazy dream." She said laughing.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"To our new house. Since your father got a new job." She said. She then showed me a picture of the house. I let out a gasp. It was the murder house.