Chapter 4

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Tate's POV;
I was scared, scared that I'd lose the girl I barley know, how stupid am I?! She's alive and I'm dead. We wouldn't work but I wanted us to, so bad. She made me go away.. I hated her for it but I also loved her for her.. you're not capable of love, you're a monster! " get out of my head! Get out of my head! GET OUT OF MY HEAD" I scream well hitting both sides of head hoping it would make it stop. I break down crying on the floor my knees near my face and my arms holding my knees as I rock back and forth.

Y/N's POV;
"Murder house deaths.." I whisper underneath my breath searching them up until I find one, it had Tate's name and picture on it. I was scared to read it, I opened it anyways.. I was shocked, scared even. He shot up a school, killed 15 people! Lit Larry Harvey on fire, and got killed because he almost shot the swat team. He was a monster! Maybe he's changed. No! No one can change from the you idiot! Why?! Why did I start to fall for a psychopathic maniac.. I ran home, ran up the stairs and locked my door, when I heard a knock. "Go away, dad" i shouted, there was a knock again. "Dad! I said go away" the knocking kept going until I opened the door and was face to face with Tate, I quickly slammed it. I couldn't face him.. "you killed those kids" I whisper-yell through the door "set a man on fire and tried to shoot the swat team" my voice cracked "WHY?!" I yelled through the door.

Tate's POV;
She knew.. she found out. "Y/N please let me explain! I'm getting better!" I try not to cry
"Nobody gets better from that. I wish that you could tate, but you can't" her voice cracks.
" I did Y/N!"
"Go away tate" she whispered
"Please don't do this.."
"Go away tate!" She screamed and i left.

*two hours later*

I was in the attic playing with beau when I heard screaming from the basement, it was Y/N! I basically jumped out of the attic and bolted downstairs to find Y/N crying backing away from Thaddeus.
"Go away, Thaddeus." He quietly crept back into the darkness
"It's okay, I'm here" I went to hug her when I was shoved off, I stumbled backwards but caught myself. She ran upstairs faster then I could regain my balance. I chase her up to her room and knock on the door "Y/N, please"
She unlocked the door and looked at me, clearly still in shock "w-what was that?!" She started to cry, I pulled her into a hug and this time she didn't pull away
"am I going insane?" She asked her self but I heard.
"We all do here" I stated, she whimpered.
"I-if you're d-dead, why are you here?"
"This house" I rested my chin on her head "it's kind of like.." I couldn't find the words."it traps souls that die in this house and keeps them here"
"I'm sorry" she mumbled into my chest
"It's okay"

Y/N's POV;
Why did I feel safe in his arms? He's a psycho! I pull away and he looks taken back but shrugs it off. "Can I ask you some questions?" I asked, my voice shaky.
"Anything" a smile smile appeared on his face
"Come" I dragged him to sit on the bed "first question... why? Why did you kill those kids?"
He looked down "I wasn't stable, I thought I was helping because there's so much pain in the world, ya know? I thought it'd be better then living here" I just nod slowly
"Second question...why did you burn Larry Harvey?"
"He killed my brother, beau. I saw it but i-I pretended I didn't know until the day I shot up the school before I went to school I stopped at his work and threw gasoline all over him and flicked a match at him" a tear slipped down his cheek.
"Third question... why does this house trap it's victims?"
"None of us actually know, we've been trying to figure it out."
"Okay..."
"Is that all?" He asked.
"Yeah."
"I swear Y/N I've changed, a lot. I'm not like that anymore, I'm better now." He looks up at me. I nod slowly again not knowing what to say. I stand up and pace back and forth, he stands up and pulls me back into a hug and I just start to cry. "I'm insane" I state
"No, you're not."
"I am tate, I'm talking to you and you're dead and I saw w-whatever that thing was coming after me and I- I can't tell my dad we can't afford to move out and school sucks and I tried to fucking kill myself, I can't, I just can't do this!"
"Yes you can Y/N, this houses darkness will make you think that.." he looked like he went to speak again but then closed his mouth. "You're a k-killer. I'm hugging a murderer" I chuckle to myself "I am insane.." I close my eyes, Tate's warm embrace was no longer "Tate?" I looked around. Then decided I should get some rest, I climbed into my bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Tate's POV;
"I'm not a killer" I remind myself. " I- I changed"
Have you? Really? "STOP" I yelled. Which must've woken up Y/N because she was in her pjs when she came into the basement. "T-tate? Are you down here?" I ignored her "I'm sorry" she whispered before heading back up the stairs. "Me too" I whispered back without her hearing it. I couldn't sleep so I wandered around the house, I decided to go hangout with beau but when I got up there. Y/N was reading him a book well he was in his bed drifting off to sleep. She spotted me and ran over to hug me "I'm sorry for earlier, you're not a killer. I believe you when you say you changed so prove it to me" beau was asleep.
"How'd you know about beau?" Was all I asked
"I come up her every night when I can't sleep to read to him" I looked at her surprised but She didn't understand why. "He's beautiful" She added.
"Constance, well she didn't think so. She hid him up here."

Y/N's POV;
That's horrible, he's amazing" I slightly smile at the sleeping figure. I start to head down the stairs to my bedroom when I hear footsteps behind me, it was a girl with white curly blonde hair. "You must be Nora" I looked at her.
"Have you seen my baby?" She gasped "are you my baby?"
"No, but I would love to be" she smiled as I hugged her.
"I need to get to bed" I removed myself from the hug.
"Goodnight dear" she smiled and walked away before disappearing. I walked to my bedroom and lates there staring at the ceiling for the longest time before I finally drifted off.

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