It's Too Much For Me (Tate Langdon x Suicidal! Reader Lemon)

Chapter Two: You're Too Precious

"Tate?! Where the hell have you been?" For The Rest Of Us was playing softly in background. It was like my CD player knew that he was worried about me.

"I was upset... Violet messed with me again." He rubbed the back of his neck. I could tell he was embarrassed.
Guess Tate didn't want to end up hurting me with his remarks.

"Yeah. What are you crying for? I don't enjoy seeing you upset (Y/N)." "Oh! Family, school, the usual." I sighed. Tate gave me a huge frown and hugged me tightly. "I might as well beat the shit out of those damn kids!" He made two fists while grabbing onto my sweater. "Tate, it's fine..." I mumbled. Didn't want him to worry or pity me. He groaned and went to turn off my CD player.

"It isn't fine, (Y/N). They don't know how soft your (S/C) skin is, or how beautiful your (H/C) hair is with your shiny (E/C) eyes. You're too precious, (Y/N). I can't let them treat you like that." Tate growled and slammed his fists on my dresser. My small plushies fell off, as well did my CD player. I jumped in fear. Never liked loud noises. "Seriously Tate, don't worry about me I will be fine."

"Then let me see your arms." I gave him a confused look. "Huh?" "You heard me. I wanna make sure your okay. In fact, let me look at your stomach and legs too. Just to be sure." Seriously? Is this his way of trying to turn me on? Pathetic. "No way! I'm not letting you touch me there!" I shouted. Tate glared and me and forced my pants down. He didn't touch me in my areas thank Lord but he did softly rub my leg. "Nothing there." I said as I pulled my pants back up to my waist.

Tate started to pull my shirt up and saw the slight cut marks on my tummy. "Oh..." I noticed that his eyes were bright and wet. He wiped his face and continued to roll up my sleeves. Bite marks were everywhere. Tate grazed his fingers across my arm and I winced. "D-don't do that. It hurts." "Sorry. Why are you doing this?" A tear slowly drooped down his pale face. "I-I don't know. It helps." I rubbed my arm. My vision was getting foggy. My eyes were filled with tears.

Tate grabbed me and put me in his arms. He was so warm and comfortable. I started to sob and wail into his chest. "Shhh." He whispered softly, caressing and petting my body. "I'm sorry Tate! I don't want to hurt you! Why can't i just kill myse-" A finger pressed against my lips. "Don't fucking talk like that. I don't want you to die. You don't need to. Those people whom you call your parents can go kill themselves. Along with everyone at that shithole they call a school." Tate snarled. I gave him a soft chuckle and closed my eyes. "I-I love y-you Tate." "As do I." He cradled me in his arms until I fell asleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AN: Hey!!! Sorry for not updating this in awhile! I've been dealing with some shit atm and I just didn't have the time. But don't worry! Just message me once in a while to remind me if you want me to continue! Also, why don't you request something? You and many others could enjoy something you wanted. Idk im trying to sound happy but im actually really upset right now. (๑'╹‸╹'๑) Also yes, ik its rushed and short. Calm down child ( ≧Д≦)