Tate langdon X reader

Chapter 2

Tate's POV;
I thought she spotted me when she looked up at the window I was admiring her from, but then she looked away and at the other windows. Thank god she didn't see me, the human life fascinated me, I miss living. I hate being dead, it's so boring being trapped here all the time. The only damn day we can leave is Halloween and I even usually stay home then. I was to lost in thought that when the door to the house opened, I jumped. I run to the basement to tell the others of the new owner.

Y/N's POV;
I walk into the creepy old house and notice that it doesn't look like it's collected dust or anything, in-fact in looks clean and tidy. I decide to go look for a room to move my stuff up to and settle on a room with two big windows and grey wallpaper, it wasn't too big but it wasn't too small either and I liked it. I ran downstairs to start collecting my boxes and one by one I carried them up.

*Two Hours Later*
At 12am everything was moved into my room and I was ready to pass out, I could barley keep my eyes open so I crawled under the covers of my bed. I almost fell fast asleep when I heard a noise, a whisper. I assumed it was dad sleep walking again and went to wake him up when but he was no where in sight. I was kind of freaked out seeing as this house is called "The Murder House". I walked backwards to my room freaking out when I bumped into someone and instantly decided to fall on the floor into a ball.

Y/N's dads POV;
I must've been sleepwalking because when I woke up I ran into a very startled Y/N.
"Hey, hey. You okay?" I squat down to sit beside her. "Oh, it's only you" she laughs.
"Who else would it be, aha"
"I don't know..sorry it's this house, gives me the creeps"
"It's okay, we should get back to bed" I check my watch "it's 1am"
"ya, night dad" she skipped down the hall.

Y/N's POV;
There's no such thing as ghosts. It's just your mind. Or maybe you're  going insane, I just need sleep, ya that's what I need. Sleep.
And that's what I did, slept.

I was running down the halls of this house, screaming for help. Only it felt like I wasn't in control "HELP" "HELP!!" I yelled my voice cracking with each cry, that's when I looked down to see a bloodied knife in my hands and blood on my clothes, "w-what?" I stuttered that's when a guy about 6'2 stepped into view with dirty blonde hair falling onto his face and he was laughing, like a maniac.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
My alarm went off waking me up instantly. Who was the guy in my dream? Why was he in my dream? I had so many questions that no one could answer. First day at a new school, I picked out a black crop top with black leggings and do natural make up and light blush. I ran downstairs and kissed my dads cheek and ran to catch the bus.

Tate's POV;
Y/N looked so peaceful when she was asleep, she half awoke and saw me, she grabbed my hand and then passed out again. I smiled to myself as her grip tightened and she whimpered. I assumed it was a nightmare but I couldn't wake her up, i'm a ghost for God's sake. Then I heard Nora from the basement yell my name. "Tate?" Nora yelled up the stairs "yes, Nora" i squinted into the dark basement and couldn't see her so I went down. "Don't watch her." She looked into my eyes "it's fascinating though and she's-"
"Tate, don't get attached. You know what happens here"
"I-I'll protect her."
"Tate, you can't"
"I will Nora" I start to raise my voice.
Nora looks at me I'm disbelief "you shot up a school Tate, killed 15 kids"
"Stop" I warned her
"You killed the gay couple who lived here"
"STOP IT" I pushed her against the wall "IVE CHANGED" I screamed in her face and ran off. I feel like I need to protect Y/N and I didn't know why. What's happening to me?.. I went to go sit on the bed well Y/N was asleep but when I got up there she was awake, I froze. Shit! She turned around so I turned and hid behind a wall, hoping she wouldn't see me. She didn't, I watched her as she ran down the stairs, kissed her dads cheek and ran off. I wanted to talk to her. To show her, who i was. But I'm dead and she can't know.. I run downstairs to the basement "Nora?" I whisper "Nora, I'm sorry. Please.." I beg.
"Tate.."
"I'm sorry Nora. I don't know what's wrong with me" I start to cry, I slide my back against the walll and curl into a ball.
"It's okay, Tate, it's okay" she reassured me but I felt so bad and usually I never do. I sit there crying for 10 minutes when I see Constance, my mom. Well was my mom, Before I died. I sat and played with a red ball rolling it back and forth with beau for awhile. I read books about birds and played cards with Hayden until Y/N got back.