tates pov
I saw the body. I saw maggie run out and cry. I saw her brother see nothing. I saw her thinking she was psycho. I saw her crying and slowly falling to sleep. I jumped down the stairs into the basement.
"okay, who did it?"
no answer.
"WHO DID IT?" I screamed.
Hayden came out of the shadows. "calm down hon. you're going to wake up the baby." she said, her hands travelling all around my body.
"stop it." I muttered, pushing her off me. "who did it?!"
"don't you like my touch?" Hayden slyly sneaked back to me and began playing with my hair.
"no Hayden. go away." I said quietly.
"something tells me otherwise." she smirked, looking down. she was about to touch that part when I shoved her away.
"get off me!" I screamed at her. I walked around the place until I found them. "you two." I growled.
Ben and Vivian turned to see me. thank god Violet was nowhere to be seen.
"don't you think it's getting a bit old? scaring out the families all the time."
Vivian ignored me and I didn't blame her. "we're saving them." ben spoke.
"I like this family." I said barley above a whisper.
"all the more to get them out and to safety. I will not have a repeat on what happened with you and my daughter." he shoved past me and left.
I grinded my teeth and glared at nothing. I was beyond pissed. it's for the better but I like maggie.
I went back upstairs to find maggie lying restlessly in her bed. her eyes were wide open and bloodshot from crying. I slipped into the bed and snaked my arm around her waist pulling myself to her so there was no space between us and my chest was pressed against her back.
"Tate?" her sweet voice spoke. it was broken and it made me want to kill Michael. she was too pure to put up with him. "Tate?" her voice cracked.
"shh. it's me." I whispered.
she was quiet after that, besides a few sniffles every now and then. I buried my face into her hair. it smelt so good.
she turned around and propped herself up on her elbow. she stared at me and gulped.
God, she looked so beautiful. I pushed her down and went on top of her, holding her arms down with my hands. her eyes widened a little and she started breathing heavily. she started crying but quickly stopped, her cheeks reddening from embarrassment. I kissed her closed eyes lightly, getting rid of her tears.
I moved down her face until I got to her lips. My eyes flickered back up to hers to ask permission. she nodded slightly. I kissed her. it was amazing. we were healing each other. she took away my pain and I took away hers. all our emotions were put into the kiss. I tasted her tears. I pulled away and looked at her. she was crying again. I hated seeing her like that. I dropped back beside her and pulled her into a hug, intertwining my legs with hers. she cried into my chest and I rubbed her back soothingly. I think I love her.
maggies pov
Tate was amazing. when I needed him, he was just there. like my own guardian, right beside me to help me. it's all too much. so overwhelming. I cried not only because of everything, but because if Tate and I were together I would lose him too. just like what happened with Michael. I didn't want to lose Tate. I cried harder. I don't know what I'd do.
I ripped myself from him to freshen up in the bathroom. I tapped my face with cold water and dried it off. as soon as I walked out, there was a knock on my door.
I left Tate to answer it. it was lance.
lance looked really nervous and was twitching his fingers.
"what is it?" I asked.
"uh, can you come out here. I wanna tell you something." he looked at the floor.
"sure." I stepped out and closed the door. "yeah?"
"well. um. uh, this is really difficult for me. I've felt this way for ages and uh." he closed his eyes. "you know what? never mind."
"lance! tell me." I grabbed his arms and pulled him back. I smiled.
"okay. okay. here I go." he laughed nervously. he shut his eyes tight. "maggie. I like you."
I giggled a little. he popped one eye open. "I like you too."
he sighed. "no. I mean I love you."He said.
I was confused. "I love you too?"
he looked frustrated and paced back and forth in front of me. he stopped and looked at me.
"you love me more than a sister don't you?" I said really quietly.
he nodded and looked ashamed. I didn't know how to feel or react. all this time? no wonder he was acting all jealous and protective. he love loved me.
"I'm sorry, I can't–" I couldn't even think that why about him.
"no, listen we could make it work–"
"lance! are you hearing yourself? it's not right." I had to reject him. this will mess up our relationship but it had to be done.
"I know." he looked sad. "don't you think I know that?! I tried to not like you. you can't really help who your heart picks, right?" he laughed humourlessly.
"I'm sorry." I said.
he walked away. I felt horrible. but it's not right. I can't do that. I watched him walk right into moira down the hallway. they looked at each other for a bit until lance leaned in and started kissing her vigorously. he had her pinned up against the wall quickly and moira didn't do anything to stop it. tears pricked my eyes. oh lance.
I ran back into my room and slammed the door close.
"what's wrong?" Tate said, worried.
"my brother just revealed that he loves me..in that way. now he's out there having his way with the maid. I don't think I can handle it anymore, Tate." I shut my eyes.
I heard the bed creak. and then tate's arms around me. his hugs made me feel so good. already I was better. as long as I was with Tate, nothing else mattered.
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- emily 💐
