Three years later (tate and violet)

Chapter 5

It sit here and cry. I fucking hate Tate. my mom sees me crying in the bathroom,

"Violet whats wrong?"

"Mommy. It's tate he has broke me, again" I cry while in her arms

"What? how? I thought you haven't spoke to him in nearly four years,"

She had a concerning look oh her face.

"A couple of months ago I forgave him, ino it was stupid and I am ashamed of it,"

"Baby, if we weren't here you would have a lot of boys wanting you. You don't need him he's a psychopath,"

My mom says.

"He is just a highly functioning sociopath, but a fucking messed up one!" I shout in anger

"Language violet!"

"I'm old enough now am 20 this year remember!" I scream and storm out the bathroom.

I don't think I can take this anymore. why did I ever take those pills, I have tears streaming down my face. I am so stupid.