I can still hear them, the gunshots. Seventeen of them to be exact. Constance acts like it never happened. But I do not.
-You escape like a runaway train
Off the tracks and down again
And my heart's beating like a steamboat tugging
All your burden, on my shoulder-
Eighteen years later and I'm still that hopeless child. The one who crumbled in to existence when you died.
-In the mourning, I'll rise
In the mourning, I'll let you die
In the mourning, all my worry-
"I wanna be a pretty girl!"
"Well you're not a pretty girl!"
-And now there's nothing but time that's wasted
And words that have no backbone
Now it seems like the whole world's waiting
Can you hear the echoes fading?-
The Harmon's. I like them. Vivien is scared of me, though. I just want to save them before it's too late. Like I should have saved you.
-And in the mourning, I'll rise
In the mourning, I'll let you die
In the mourning, all my sorry-
You stood up for me. You were my brother. When everyone teased me and underestimated me for my down-syndrome, you didn't. You got me.
-And it takes all my strength
Not to dig you up, from the ground in which you lay
The biggest part of me
You were the greatest thing
And now you're just a memory to let go of-
Constance won't let me visit you anymore. That makes me sad.
-But, In the mourning, I'll rise
In the mourning, I'll let you die
In the mourning, all my sorry-
Just a quick song fic from Addie's point-of-view. No one really writes about Addie, so I figured I would. I always wondered how she felt about Tate's death. The song is In the Mourning by Paramore. All the rights for the lyrics goes to whoever, Hayley Williams or whatever company they are signed to.