Chapter One

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Violet's POV

I haven't left the attic for weeks now, or at least I think it has been weeks. Maybe days, maybe minutes. There was no time, no reason for it. Beau scuffled around in the boxes filled with forgotten trash. A small red rubber ball rolled to my feet, I kicked it back to the shadows.

"I can't play now, Beau." I whispered. I thought about how care free he was, living his afterlife so happilly. He has nothing to worry about, no regrets. Unlike anyone else in this house. And unlike me.

I breathed in the stale cigarette smoke and retreated back into my corner of the attic which was crowded with books and cassette tapes. I had claimed this area for my own, just like any other spirit. I slid an old Kobain cassette into its player and fade into the scratchy sound. This was one of the only times were I felt truly alive. I was distant from all of my unreal problems and worries. I was free.

Tainted thoughts surged through my mind, some of times when I was still alive and others thought of being stuck here in this house forever. I thought of Tate, the boy who used to be only thing I had other than my blades. The boy who raped my mother and massacred innocent people. The boy who I couldn't get out of my head. I missed Tate, I know it was wrong but I did. I missed touching him and having him near me.

I shook the ideas out of my head and turned the player speakers on high, drowning the thought of Tate out of my mind.

Tate's POV

Her pointer finger traced across the small of my back.

"Come on, loverboy." She smirked, "it'll make you feel better..."

"Get the hell off me." I shrugged Hayden away. " I'm not going to have sex with you."

"Well she doesn't want to either. Get that through your head Tate. I'm the only thing you have left" she remarked proudly. She was right. Violet didn't want me, no one did. I heard a faint sound of her music coming from upstairs. I planted my head in my hands. She was so alone; I could be with her if I hadn't fucked up everything. She was all I wanted. She was everything I had.

"Goodbye Tate."

The words echoed through my mind. The last words her beautiful voice said to me.

" Don't fucking cry you pussy! It's enough hearing you cry each night, God. " Hayden's words floated off into the space of the dark basement, but Violet still remained in my head. She never left my mind. I had to be near her again. Even if it was only for a moment.

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