Her Savior (completed)

Chapter 7

Tate's P.O.V.

"GOODBYE"
Bold capital letters sprawled across the chalkboard that sat on the wall. I stared at them as tears streamed down my cheeks. "Cassadee..." I raced out of the room, searching every locked door that was positioned against the white parallel walls. "Cassadee!"

"She's not coming back- stop searching." I distant susurrant call cooed through the room

I spun around. "What do you want!?"

"I want her to be safe."

I fell to my knees onto the soft carpet and cried softly in my sleeves. "Where is she?!"

She shunned me as she turned around to face the other way

I stood up and ran to it, grabbing its gloomy dark shoulders to twist it in my direction. "Stop lying to me! What did you do with her?!" I spoke eagerly

It had a furious expression- filled with jealousy

"You mean what did she do with you? Didn't you see that word on the chalkboard, Tate?! She obviously doesn't want you anymore! She deserved to know what you are!"

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I gasped as I arose from the ice cold concrete floor. I scanned the room; trying to assure where I was-- Of course, I was in the basement. I got up and huddled in the nearest dusty corner. I sat there for a moment with glossy eyes, clasping my hands over my head. I couldn't get the dream out of my head. Who was that girl? Was it real? I punched the concrete wall to my left and winced. I felt someone was in the room, watching me. They walked up and sat in front of me. I was too afraid to look up from my hands-- knowing that even if it was Cassy, she might explain to me why she doesn't love me; because I'm a monster.

"Hey" I knew who it was by the familiar scarring voice. I glanced up at her. "What do you want, Violet?" I growled. "I know you hate me-" She walked up and grabbed my hand but I pulled it away in irritation. "I know what I did hurt you, I understand now. I know I said goodbye but-"

"Jesus." I mumbled to myself.

"Why can't you forgive me?! I know what I did! I still love you, Tate." "Stop!" I pushed her away and quickly bolted up. "You need to get over it Violet! You're fucking pitiful"

She looked at me in disgust. "You know she hates you! You know you're afraid of rejection! She's bound to say the words sooner or later! Give up!" She taunted as I clinched my fists.

"Just go" It felt good feeling those words slip out of my mouth, the blood pumping through my arms filled with adrenalin of retaliation. I didn't feel bad at all, honestly. What made people want to hurt the ones they love? I don't concern about how her sense of expression chooses the way I feel towards her or anyone like it used to. She was a chewed up piece of gum I threw away 2 years ago.

"Love doesn't die" A soft voice echoed throughout the room. I snapped back from my thoughts and looked up at the girl who stood at the stairs-- Cassadee. I saw the pain in her eyes as a tear streamed down her rosy cheeks. I ran up and clanged onto her but she nudged her body away from my grasp. "Not me and you, Tate-" I looked at her in confusion.

I was feeling nauseous to this point, I felt a tear fall as I looked into her swollen bloodshot eyes. "You still love her, I can tell. You and I aren't meant to be, you deserve to be with Violet." I began to cry uncontrollably, "I don't love her Cassadee, I love you. Nothing can get in the way of that, I swear. She hurt me and I know you wont do that to me." She started to cry along with me. "She loves you, Tate. She doesn't want anyone else but you, why cant you see that?" Her voice cracked with every other word.

I sat silently. Nothing I did or said would change this.

"I used to think you were some guy who hung out at my house before I moved here. I thought that we wouldn't mean a thing and you'd leave; but honestly, for some reason," She paused to look down as if she was trying to hide something in her eyes "I didn't want you to."

I began to get weak. I wanted this to be over, I gave up. "I'm sorry Cassy."

"I know this is the part where I say I love you but I'd be lying, Tate. I don't love you."

She trembled as tears fell from her eyes and she rushed upstairs. I stood there, attempting to consume what she told me. I fell to my knees and sobbed into my arm with the same feeling of my world crashing down onto my head and shoulders. A part of me wanted to stay in that huddled position for the rest of my life without a single care but another wanted to chase after her, hold onto her, and never let go.

I love her so much.