Violate || Only You

|| Chapter 2 ||

I had made my way down to the basement, knowing exactly what i wanted to do.

"Tate," I called. There was no reply.

"Tate, where are you?" "Tate!"

"Violet" I heard from behind. It was said with such sadness and gentleness I could barely look. but this was the moment I had been waiting for. Just to look into his beautiful brown eyes at least one more time.

I slowly turned around and met his eyes, but this time his eyes weren't the most compelling part of him. His blonde hair was messy and full of dirt, his eyes had dark circles under them with redness all around.

he had been crying, and a lot.

What had I done.

Only then, i fought to hold back my tears.

I took a step back. "I, I.."

I didn't know what to do or to say.

"No violet please" Tate said closing the gap between us. He grabbed my hand and continued.

"Don't make me live without you again, I cant.. you're the only thing I have left in this world. I can't live without you."

At that last sentence he started to break down and cry right infront of me which made me do the same. Light tears started falling down my cheeks.

He was on the ground now, sobbing uncontrollably.

i kneeled next to where he sat and rested my hand on his cheek. I closed my eyes and let my forehead lean on his.

"im so sorry Tate" I whispered.

I felt his tears sliding down from his face and onto mine.

"I love you Violet"

I had hesitated before replying but I couldn't deny what I felt towards him.

"i love you too" i felt a smile appear against my cheek.

Stepping back, I looked at him again. I grabbed his hand and led him upstairs. I sat us both down on my bed. All i wanted to do was fall into his arms and stay forever. I started to clean his hair and noticed that the redness around his eyes ahd died down, it was only a faint pink. The only thing was the bags under his eyes. That could be fixed with enough sleep.

He just watched me, so intently as i kept my thoughts to myself.

i gestured for him to come and lay down next to me on my bed. He did exaclty that.

We layed down with him being cradled by me, in the same as we were the time Tate first told me he loved me.

I missed him, I missed us.

Not long after, Tate had fallen asleep in my arms, and this time, when he woke up I would be there.

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