Everyone disappears and it becomes silent. Violet turns to look at Emma standing at the top of the stairs with confusion as her eyes wonder down the stairs trying to find who created the whispers she heard.
"Okay. Creepy," She says to herself after she heard nothing else. She glanced one more time before going up stairs. The bedroom door in which Emma was staying closed.
"Who was that?" Tate whispers.
"Emma," Violet mumbles.
"Who?" Tate asks.
"Nevermind. We will do this tomorrow night," Ben says a bit louder. Violet rolls her eyes, knowing they are going to give them one last look at the innocent house before showing them the truth that lives in it. Poor, innocent, people. Just like she was once.
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Hesitant (Violate)
Fanfiction"Jealousy is a frustrating thing, Violet" "I'm. Not. Jealous. I stopped caring a long time ago" She tried avoiding the hint of hurt in Tate's eyes, how his hand griped the brunette girl's hand a little tighter, and her hesitant mind. I hope you li...
