Title: Forever
Fandom(s): American Horror Story
Pairing(s): Tate/Violet
Summary: He would never stop loving her. And she knew it
Years passed. People lived and died in the horror house. But there were two remaining souls that lingered. Tate and Violet. Violet hid in her room and tried to pretend she was normal and just wallowed in her self-pity. Nothing new there.
Tate...well Tate watched Violet. He had nothing bettter to do and he felt content with just watching her interact on her own. Other ghosts lingered in the house as well. They stood out of the way, afraid to go near neither Tate or Violet. One day Violet had caught Tate creeping.
"What the fuck are you doing? Get out of here!" she yelled, darting up and coming towards him angrily. Tate easily caught hold of her fists in mid-hit. He stared at her blankly. His dark brown eyes hollow and complacent. "No," he deadpanned. Violet froze and stared at him confused. "What? I thought I told you that I didn't want you around. Go away," she said sturdily. His features hardened into a glare. He gripped her wrists tightly and she was suddenly backed up against the wall.
"I heard those words loud and clear Vi, trust me," he said, his voice deathly calm. Violet gulped and stared at him, trembling unconsciously. "I have nothing else to do. What? Do you want me to find some other girl Violet? Trust me, I've tried. But it doesn't help me at all," he said as if he were explaining the weather to her.
"I don't care if it doesn't work for you or not and you feel better just sitting here and staring at me! Go find something else, and leave me alone!" she trilled angrily, screaming right in his face. He hissed through his teeth in anger and slammed her back against the wall roughly. "You don't realize. I don't care if you don't love me Violet. You can hate me all you want, but just know. I'll always love you," the words were endearing, yet the tone was maniacal and scary to Violet.
Tears slithered down her face as she just stared at him with her big brown eyes. "If you love me. Then leave me alone," she rasped out challengingly. Tate immediately stopped and his features softened suddenly. "Fine," he bit out, clearly angry.
He left her to herself and he just went somewhere far away from her to revel in his anger.
Song: Forever by Papa Roach