Violets POV
Wow I'm really sore from last night... Tate is too.
We look like old couples when we walk because all our muscles ache.
The wedding is tomorrow and my dress is absolutely beautiful.
It's a white (traditional) mermaid style and has silk buttons down the length of it.
We got all of the white roses painted black like the one Tate gave me on Halloween.
Our wedding is July 14th, 2014
We are inviting a few people.
•Constance
•Billie Dean
•Chad and Patrick
•Nora and Charles
And... Hayden.
I know she's been a bitch for eternity but I figured maybe she'll be nicer if we invite her.
Were also inviting my parents of course and Matthew.
It's almost 1:00am so good thing ghosts don't need sleep.
I jump in bed with Tate.
"Need a massage?" He asks me.
"Would you?" I beg. He nods and begins to massage my shoulders and arms. He moves down to my lower back and lets his hand linger down to my butt.
"Man if only I weren't so sore." he laughs.
"If only! Don't worry though. There's plenty of time for that on our honey moon." I wink at him.
"You're right... as always!" I laugh.
He massages my legs and feet.
"That felt so good Tate!" I sigh and say "Now it's your turn."
I rub his shoulders and huge, sore biceps. He moans.
"Why do you do this to me Tate?" I laugh.
Ugh I'm so turned on right now.
"I can't help it baby." he laughs and kisses me.
"Stop it! Please! I really want to but I can't!" I giggle.
"Okay night Vi." Tate says and turns off the light.
"Night Tate baby," I tell him and wrap my arms over his shoulder.
"Night Matthew we both whisper and giggle.
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Murder House Present
Teen FictionTate and Violet are both full of sorrow and longing. Maybe they're not broken just cracked. Either way they need eachother. See what happened after Murder House...
