Violate || Only You

|| Chapter 3 ||

I had awaken by the morning rays of light pouring through my bedroom window. I muttered nonsense under my breath as i begged for the light to stop disturbing my sleep.

I was huddled in Tate's arms engulfed in his warmness.

i looked over at him. He looked so peaceful and unbelievably young. So pure, like never have created any trouble, or hurt a fly.

i thought back to what Leah had said, at the inside skating park.

'The devil is real, and he's not some little red man with horns and a tail. he can be beautiful because he's a fallen angel and he used to be Gods favourite'

i realise now that she was talking about Tate, and for the most part, she was right.

he was beautiful distracting from his flaws, and to some people like the devil. no longer the beautiful boy he once was.

I saw in the corner of my eye, Tate stirring in his sleep.

Not long after he had fully awoken. he looked over at me, still lying in his arms.

"Good morning" he said, kissing my nose.

"Morning" i replied.

I was sort of uneasy about the whole thing, especially knowing that if my parents found out they would literally kill both of us.

Maybe i should tell my parents but my dad absolutely hates Tate and my mum was raped by him. Im not sure who would take it better.

"are you gonna tell your parents," Tate asked as if reading my thoughts.

"i don't know, they'll go all crazy shit about it" i said

"im sorry"

"stop apologising, its over, you've changed" i reassured him.

Sometimes i wished my parents didn't die in the house so i would be left alone with no worries.

i just wanted to forget.

Tates POV

Finally. I had waited so long for this moment to come. All these years of waiting finally paid off. Honestly i had lost hope that she would ever forgive me since it was so long but im just glad i have her back.

God i love her, i love her so much.

Living without her for that long was hell. I had no one. she's the only person in this world I love.

her beautiful light brown hair and her sparkly eyes. There was nothing more in the world i could ask for. I missed her so much.

I was down in the basement doing nothing in particular when i heard a woman's voice call my name, and it wasn't violet.

"Tate" she whispered

"Tate" she repeated louder.

"Go away Constance" i said angrily to my cock sucking mother.

"now i aint one of the damn ghosts who you can just avoid forever. i wanted to talk with my son, and im going to"

"why"

"theres someone who wants to meets you, Tate, and i think its time you finally meet him" Constance said.

"who?" i asked.

"....your son"