Tate's POV
I did another line of crystal.
It burned me up.
My vision get distorted
I walked into our bedroom
"Hey, do you wanna rent a movie and not watch it?" Violet said seductively and wrapped her legs around my waist.
"Get off of me" I pushed her and slapped her
"Okay I'm sorry" she cries
"Stop the waterworks. Leave if you're gonna cry" I say irritated.
She's so annoying
"Do you want me to leave?" She says with tears in her eyes
"Yeah" I smile
"Okay" she sobs and pulls some clothes on and walks out the door.
...
I wake up and I ache all over.
Where's Violet?
"Vi!" I call
No answer.
The car is here
I call her cell.
"He..hello" she sniffs
"Vi, why are you crying and why aren't you home?" I ask her, now I'm concerned.
"Be..because you said you didn't want me there and you hit me again." She sobs
"Violet, I hit you?" I cry. Why would I do that?
"You hit me 1,000,000 times Tate! I tried to have sex with you, slap. I try to cuddle, you push me off the bed and kick me. I ask you to come to bed, you tell me go alone. I cut because I felt alone and unloved and you hit me."
"Violet I'm so sorry! I..I.." I don't wanna tell her I did crystal again
"Come home and I will explain. Where are you, I'll come pick you up" I sigh
"I'm on Ryder and 34th" she sniffs.
That's like 5 miles away. Woah.
"Okay, I'm on my way"
I drive there and pick her up.
I lean in to hug her but a bee is flying around and I swat at it
Violets POV
Tate comes near me and swats his hand
I gasp and fall to the floor in a ball sobbing
"Please don't hit me" I whimper
He kneels down and hugs my frame.
"Violet I'm sorry, I won't hit you again. I swear. I did some crystal after I thought you killed our baby and it makes me crazy and violent. I'm sorry. I won't do crystal again or hit you please. Just give me another chance." He cries into my neck.
"Tate I love you" I sigh
"I love you too Vi" he smiles
"But I don't know if I can do this. I don't want our baby to grow up with you hitting me and doing drugs." I cry uncontrollably.
"Vi, I promise I'm done. No more. Ever. I'm gonna be a good dad and husband. I promise, I love you" he sniffs and wipes my eyes.
I nod
He picks me up and carries me into the car, setting me down gently.
I weep into his shoulder as he drives us home and hums Nirvana's "Something in the Way".
I relax, I believe him.
YOU ARE READING
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...
