AHS Tate & Violet Fanfiction

Go Away

I run across the hall and into the bathroom, without thinking I lock the door and grab my bag from under the sink. I open it and grab my razor blade. I hold it up against my skin lightly and slowly add pressure, the pain sends shivers down my spine and I feel at peace.
I hear loud footsteps coming from down the hall. Oh for fuck sake.

"Violet?! What the fuck are you doing?" I hear Tate scream from the other side of the door.

"Didn't I tell you to go away? And didn't you tell me to fuck Zack?" I reach for the toilet paper and press it against my bloody cut. It slowly soaked the blood and I flush it down the toilet. I roll my sleeved down and unlock the door.

I walk out and into my room as if nothing happened.

"Lets me see your arms Vi." Tate said as he ran into my room with me. Katie was nowhere to be seen.

"Don't fucking call me that any more Tate."

"Ok, show me your arms."

"Why the fuck should I? Hm?" I said crossing my arms.

"Show me now Violet, because I don't want you to hurt yourself ever again, ok?"

"Why the fuck would you care? You cheated on me twice, raped my mum and murdered a load of people, so how would a psychopath have feelings for someone else?"

"I've changed Violet!"

"Ha, I remember you saying that before you cheated on me which I may add was only a few minutes ago. So how have you changed in that short amount of time?" I question

"Violet, i love you and nothing can ever change that. I didn't know what I was doing."

"Save all your bullshit for someone who would actually believe it." As soon as I said those words Tate runs up to me and snogs me hard, he lays me on the bed and begins to take my shirt off. What the fuck am I doing?! I take his shirt off,  he looks at me in the eyes and smiles.

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I wake up in my bed and look over to my desk and see the black chalk board with the words 'i love you' draped across it. I decide to sit up and look behind me, i see Tate rolled into a little ball. I smile to myself and get up, i go to my closet and pick out a grey dress, red cardigan and black converse and head to the bathroom,  i walk in and see my blades still laying on the side, i grab them and flush them down the toilet, i'm so done with this shit.

I walk back into my bedroom and Tate is sitting up with the covers covering his bottom half. I awkwardly walk to the bed and sit down, facing away from Tate.

"Hey.." Tate spoke, his voice breaking the silence.

"Hey" I respond.

"I'll go." Tate put his pants and trousers on and stood up.

"Tate, no. Stay here with me?" I held his arm.

"Ok." 

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So, are we together again, or-" I put my finger on his lip, not letting him speak.

"Shush." I said. I looked up at the ceiling and saw the sunsets light draping across the paint. He wrapped his arms around me and we layed there for some time.