lovely.. ~violate~

"american horror story"~ Tate x Violet

*HIGHSCHOOL AU ~ Tate isn't a ghost*

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"jealousy kills."
He whispered to the girl sitting on the bench. She had no words, no comment for this annoyance that continued following her.

Her brown eyes melted into his, he had never felt this way. Tate felt his heart drop, he actually cared. This wasn't a game anymore, nothing to joke about, he needed her.

Violet responded, her breathing hitched as she quietly murmured:

"you must've forgot I'm already dead."

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"Isn't it lovely? All alone. Heart made of glass, my mind of stone. Tear me to pieces.. skin and bone. Welcome home."

Lovely.. that's the only way Tate could describe Violet. He wasn't the most liked person in school, but something about Tate drew Violet to him. While Violet wanted to fight her feelings and her new home, Tate knew exactly what was happening. What happens when the two teenagers have to come together to figure out the mysterious past and secrets behind the murder house? Will they prevail or be sucked into its lingering darkness?