tates eyes filled with shock and utter fear. he stood up quickly, and stammered into the back wall.
"Oh, tate. she finally told you?"
tate jumped, and fell against another wall. nora montgomery stood upon him.
"oh sweetie, i cannot believe she finally told her dirty little secret." nora spoke softly to him. violet got up, tears brimming her eyelids.
"tate, please don't be scared of me!" violet begged. tate stuck his head between his legs.
"oh, shut up." Nora scoffed. she sat next to tate, and rubbed his back.
"you poor thing, tate.." She sighed. violet felt completely heartbroken. she never wanted tate to be scared of her. she was just trying to protect him. that's all she ever wanted to do. she always thought that he was the one that needed her, when she was the one who needed him. she wanted to hug him more than anything, and tell him it was gonna be okay.
"please don't be scared, tate. i won't hurt you." violet attempted to get closer, but a force of wind slammed her against the basement stairs.
"WHY'D YOU DO THAT?" tate yelled. his first instinct was to get up, and run to her, but nora stuck up here hand and forcefully stopped him.
"she'll hurt you, tate. she hurts everyone."
"for gods sake, she killer herself."
tate looked at violet, who was slowly sitting up.
"you..killed your self?" tate whispered. violet couldn't stand being there in the moment, so she let her self disappear. she then reappeared in her old bedroom, which was tates now but she wanted more than anything to feel safe again. nothing really made her feel safe until she met tate. she always hoped for someone like tate. someone who she could save. or someone who could save her. she crawled into his bed, and she just lay there, hoping for happiness. she knew that she was the only person with good intentions for tate in the household, but she felt like he didn't need her. that he would be too scared of her. so, she let herself fall asleep.
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"violet harmon.""ms. violet please awaken."
"tate needs you, dear."
"they're going to corrupt him."
"it's what we were afraid of."
"you have to save him."
violet opened her eyes, the sun beaming in her face from the windows. moira stood upon her, worry stretching across her face.
"what's the issue?" violet asked. violet sat up, and rubbed her eyes.
"all of them have cornered his thoughts, ms. violet. he's weak to them." moira replied. violet already knew what that meant. first, they wanted tate to go against her, second, kill him, third, he becomes a mean spirit. violet wasn't letting that happen. not on her watch. she sprung up, closing her eyes to try to find him.
"i've already tried searching like that, they've blocked his mind. we won't find him unless we physically look." moira said. violet took a breath, and darted out the bedroom and down the stairs, and into the basement. moira followed behind her.
"TATE?" violet screamed. she searched behind each wall, and every corner looking for him.
"TATE?"
violets chest pounded, her head became dizzy from all the stress. she wasn't gonna give up that easy though.
"we have to find him." violet stated. moira grabbed violets hand and led her back upstairs, and to the kitchen.
"they could've hid him!" moira said. violet took the idea into consideration, but she believed they were more smarter than that.
"they want us to think that." Violet ran upstairs, to a room that they hadn't checked yet.
"constance, are you home?" Violet asked though her bedroom door. no answer, so violet opened the door and went in. she heard the bathroom water running, and her heart sunk into her chest as she had a slight flashback.
"violet, sweetie?"
"maybe she's taking a shower, vivien."
"no, she's been in there for way to long. and the water hasn't stopped."
"just give the girl some privacy, she's going through a lot."
"you mean the stress YOUR putting her through by cheating?"
"we're all gonna have a family meeting, and we're gonna sort this all out."
"those don't always work."
"i'm opening the door, ben. don't try to stop me. somethings off."
"oh my..VIOLET!"
"BEN CALL THE AMBULANCE!"
"THERES BLOOD EVERYWHERE!"
"violet, what have you DONE?"
"BEN I CANT FEEL A HEARTBEAT"
violet snapped back into reality, and pushed open the bathroom door.
"tate, are you okay?" violet felt a sudden rush of relief come over her body.
"violet, they tried to hurt me but i told them to go away. just like you told me to." tate hugged violet. violet felt happy that he took her advice, and didn't listen to them evil beings.
"i still trust you. i always will." tate said. violet wiped a tear from her eye.
"don't be sad, it's all okay now. everything's gonna be alright. trust me." tate assured her. violet looked up from his chest, and smiled.
"i'll tell you everything." violet said. tate shook his head.
"you don't have to, i trust you." tate replied. violet giggled.
"no, you deserve to know tate."
"i owe you that."
violet took tates hand, and led him back into his bedroom. they both sat down, and violet sighed before she began explaining.
"i died in this house 3 years ago, i had killed myself because of family issues."
tates face fell. he took her hand, and she started speaking again.
"hayden. my dad had cheated on my mother with her, and i didn't take it well. i ended my life over it. i was so weak."
"you are anything but weak, violet." tate said.
"before i ended my life, i killed hayden with a shovel. after i found out, i grabbed a shovel from the shed and i hit her with it. i was fifteen when i died. technically i'm seventeen now, but my birthday is in a few months."
"wow."
"my birthday, that's crazy. i guess i have someone to spend it with this year."
tate smiled.
"yeah, so after i killed myself, my mom already had known about baby jeffery, but he's dead now. my mom took his life so she could be with him forever. my mom shot herself after i died, and she suffocated jeffery a few days later. my dad hung himself a month after that, and i banished him from seeing me. he could only see me on the date i died every year, or when i summon everyone in the house.
violet took another breath.
"ready for me to finish the story?"
"yeah."
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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜)
HorrorTate Langdon, a 17 year old teenage boy, moves into the 'murder house' with his mother constance after a horrific past. Tate, a weak, vulnerable human, being tortured by his past, enters the murder house on thin ice. The souls prey on people like ta...