There's So Much Pain You Know

Chapter 4- Sad Boy/Sad Girl

Violet's POV

We were making out for a good 30 minutes before I fell asleep on his bare chest. He was messing with my blond locks and I was drawing on his chest before sleep caught me. I was dreaming about how me and Tate will live a happy life here till we can either die or go onto another life, but the dream went downhill very fast. We got into a fight and then he left. He just left, and left me there depressed. I then tried killing myself and then left the world entirely. And I never saw him again.

I woke up screaming my lungs out. Tate jumped up and was soothing me. He was rubbing my back and was whispering sweet things in my ear, while I just cried into his chest. I was crying and crying and crying till I fell back asleep. It was 1 AM when I woke up, and I couldn't go back to sleep till 4. Tate was there the whole time, not caring that I woke him up or that I was acting like a baby. He didn't care; all he cared about was that his love will calm down and fall back asleep, and that she knows that he is there for me. That is why I love him; he cares for me 24/7.

I woke up at 12:30 the next day. Tate was already up and was stroking my hair. I hope he fell back asleep, after I freaked out last night.

"Tate, did you fall back asleep after I went back asleep?" I asked him.

"Ya but I woke up at 10 so I just stayed here watching you sleep. Do you know you are beautiful when you sleep?" He told me. I blushed a light pink and covered my face with my hair.

"You are. Never let anyone tell you different. I love you and I will never stop loving you. I hate seeing you in so much pain. I just want to take it all away. That is why I care about you cutting and hurting yourself. You don't need to feel that pain. If you ever feel like caving in, just call my name and I will be there for you no matter what." He told me. I kissed him lightly on the lips. He returned the kiss with more passion, and more need for me. I need him.

We undress each other and then make love. I missed this feeling. The feeling of him in me; and this is what I needed. I needed to know that he is here, and that I'm here. After that we just sit there, adoring each other's beautiful body. I lay my head on his chest drawing shapes on his abs, while he gently crests my stomach. I whisper the lyrics of Forever by Papa Roach and silently cry. Tate doesn't notice but he just closes his eyes to me singing. He must have fallen asleep because his breathing evens out and he stops petting my stomach. Which I feel pain again. Like a burning pain in my arms. I bite my lip so I won't scream. I move his arm and run to the bathroom. I take off the bandages and see the cuts blaring red and some of them are bleeding again. I start cold water in the sink and rinse off my arms. It hurts like a bitch. I scream a quiet scream, but it must have been a little too loud because Tate runs in with his eyes open and a bat in his hand. He notices me in pain and runs towards me. He sees my arms and gets the rubbing alcohol. He warns me of the pain and gets a wash cloth and dumps the stuff on it. He then gently puts in on my arm. I bite my lip so hard I taste blood and then I scream. He then takes it off and runs it in the water to take off the blood on it. Then does it to the other arm. He then re bandages my arms and kisses them. He found some morphine and gave me some. It took the pain away all right. We walk down to the kitchen and get some food. He walked in first but I got held back, by my dad.

"What do you want Ben?" I asked him.

"I want you to stop talking to Tate; he brought our family so much pain." He said. All I did was smack him in the face. Then I heard a blood boiling scream.

I can hear his cries, yelling at me to not die when I was already gone. I felt hollow when I hear those cries. The pain in his voice was like a knife to my side. It just makes me want to take the pain away from him.

"TATE!!!!!!" I screamed. I ran to the kitchen, when I saw his body, on the ground, all bloody. I ran to his body and saw a knife wound in his stomach. He was still alive and was struggling to keep his eyes open.

"DON'T YOU DIE ON ME, TATE. DON'T YOU DIE!!!" I sobbed. I put pressure on his wound, when I saw it. I saw the knife 10 feet away, with Hayden holding it.

I dragged his body up the stairs to the bathroom. I started the shower, and stripped off his shirt, I saw the bloody marking the knife left. I brought him in the shower with me. Holding his body I washed the blood away.

"TATE!!!! DON'T DIE ON ME BABY!!!!!! " I sobbed. I saw the life leave his face, and heard one last breath.

I started sobbing into his body, and I couldn't handle it. He died and he took apart of me.

Notes

Hey it's me again with a wild update. Sorry I have been gone for such a long time. I have been going through a really hard time and I just needed to take a break. I will try to update as much as I can but I start school tomorrow and I will be really busy. I will try to update on the weekends but I will not promice you guys anything. I hope you like this chapter. Like/comment and don't hate me

-Nikki