AHS Tate & Violet Fanfiction

Cindy

I sit watching outside my window in invisible mode- that's what we call it now- looking at the moving men heaving furniture into the house, i feel so bad for them, it's boiling out and they have to lift their shitty furniture around.

"Hey Vi, what'cha doin?" Tate comes up from behind me and looks out of the window.

"Just watching the moving men-"

Suddenly one of the moving men bust into the room with a chair, luckily the chair was blocking his view from seeing me and Tate, we quickly go into invisible mode as he places the chair down. He looks around the room confused and waltzes out.

"Shit, that was a close one." Tate mumbles as he pulls his fingers through my hair. He only ever does this if he wants to do dirty things in invisible mode.

"No, Tate. Not now." His hand falls from my hair and onto my shoulder.

He sits looking at me as i still stare out of the window.

"So, how are we gonna scare them away?" I exclaim.

"We'll do what we have always done. Me and you take care of the kid, and your mum, dad and everyone else takes care of the parents. We will scare her out of her room and hopefully out of the house."

"Ok, sounds like a plan!" I say

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Its night time now and me and Tate are waiting outside the door waiting for the right moment. My parents are at the end of the hall way and give us a signal. Tate busts into her room, Cindy jumps out of her skin in terror.

"Quick! Get up, your house is on fire!!"Tate screams, trying is best to act shaken.

"What?!" Cindy shouts. She gets out of her bed and runs towards the door, it's my time to shine. Cindy busts down the door and I come out of invisible mode right in front of her, I had borrowed some of the families fake blood and plastered it all over my face earlier to make her even more scared. Suddenly she stops, her mouth gaps wide open and she clutches her chest. Tate comes running out of the room wondering if I had scared her away yet.

"TATE! What's happening to her?!" I scream.

Cindy falls to the floor still clutching at her chest gasping for air.

"She must be having an asthma attack!!Quick, find her inhaler before it's too late!"Tate points inside the room.

Quickly, I sprint into the room and frantically look for her inhaler, I look inside the draws, not here, I look inside her bag, YES! Found it!

I run out of the room grasping the inhaler in my hand and pass is to Tate, he suddenly presses it to her mouth and holds down the top, the sound of air escaping the inhaler makes my heart beat faster and faster. Cindy's arm drops from her chest and her life leaves her eyes, tears fall down Tate's face and onto the girl's clothes.

"Shit shit, shit! I killed her! I'm a murderer!" I clutch my hair in my hand and fall to the floor.

"Quick, we need to get her out of the house before it's too late." Tate exclaims.

Tate grabs her arms and I hold her legs, we carry her down the stairs and out the door and Hayden is standing there, her arms are by her side as she stares at us carrying Cindy's lifeless body.

"So, er, what the hell are you doing, you were meant to scare her, not kill her." Her smile grows.

"It was an accident, Hayden." I say

"Well shit, what'd you do?"

"She had an asthma attack, we were too late." I look down at Cindy's lifeless body.

"We need to get her out of this house, NOW!" Tate screams.

Tate begins to drag the body forcefully and i follow, we cant physically get out of the house without being back inside, so i don't know what his plan is.

"Ok, you ready to throw her?" Tate looks up at me.

"Yeah."

"3...2...1...THROW!" Tate shouts. Her lifeless body falls onto the pavement and rolls into the road, a nearby driver stopped just before she ran her over.

We immediately went back to invisible mode she that she couldn't see us.

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We immediately remembered about the parents and run back into the house only to be greeted by Nora.

"Did her parents get out?! Nora, we have a problem."

"What do you mean, 'problem'?"

" Follow me, round up everyone into the kitchen."

Nora walks away to the basement to gather every spirit in the house to the kitchen to hear the news.

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Everyone stands around as i try my best not to fall off of the chair that i'm standing on.

"So, me and Tate have some bad news."

"The kid died, me and Violet managed to get her off of the property before her 'expire date'" Tate adds

The group of spirits speak amongst themselves whilst me and Tate stand holding hands.

"Well shit." Hayden shouts

"What are we gonna do with the parents?!" Nora said

"Guys, it's fine, she's not gonna be stuck inside this house, ok? Her parents will have to get over it some day. They'll move out, dont worry." Tate saw that everyone was getting worried.

A few days later

Tate runs his hands through my hair, it kinda tickles but I let him carry on anyway, it makes me feel relaxed and safe, but I can't stop thinking about that girl, she looked so peaceful, her eyes weren't full of life, they were full of sorrow and pain, the sort of pain that won't go away. I felt so sorry for her, but she'll be free, unlike us, stuck in this house with no way of getting out or ever escaping.
"Watcha' thinking about?" Tate's head rests on my pillow and creases fill the corners.
"Nothing much, what are you thinking about?"
Tate smiles, his dimples stabbed into his cheeks like knifes. He giggles.
" I'm thinking about you."

"You're so cheesy, you lil' cheese ball" I say and pinch his nose.

"Hay, i'm the cheese ball? You're the cheese ball!"

"Let's settle this! With a tickle fight to see who is the cheese ball!"

"Fine, Miss Harmon" Tate tackles me to the ground off of the bed, we make a huge thump and look at each other awkwardly before carrying on with our tickle war. Tate gets on top of me, lifts my arm with one hand and tickles my armpit. Oh my, this tickles so much! I push him off of me with my one free hand and begin to tickle his neck.

"I win!" I say with confidence.

"I guess you did." Tate says, his breathing hasn't slowed since i stopped tickling him.
"I'm tired" Tate breathes
"Me too" Tate's head lays in the crook of my neck, he plants a soft kidd before laying in front of me and going to sleep.