I LOVE THE DEVIL
A Violate Story
Authors Note: AU takes place after Who Knew. Tate wasn't able to save Violet when she took the pills. I am also saying she did it to be with Tate forever, not because of being freaked out. Still trying to figure out what to do about tate being rubberman…I may change it. Sorry this one is so short, new to this whole thing. Criticism is accepted just try not to be too mean
Summary: Violet is dead. She can't believe it. She isn't upset though because now she can stay with Tate forever. Now all she has to do is figure out how to tell Tate he was dead and that she killed herself so she would never have to lose him. Death was turning out to be as complicated as life.
Chapter 1:
My father was downstairs in his office. My mom was still locked up in the psyc ward. I was up in my room listening to music. I still couldn't believe my father hadn't noticed I was dead. I mean sure, my body was moved and hidden but wouldn't you think he would notice something? Then again my father was too caught up in his own issues and drama to even notice mine. It has been a week since I did it. Until I took a whole bottle of sleeping pills. If anyone ever asked me why I did it, I would have a very simple answer. It was for love; the love I have for Tate Langdon. A ghost. Yes I was in love with a ghost. I thought I was losing it at first but I can't help it. Tate has always been there for me ever since I moved into this creepy house with my jackass of a dad and a stupid moron of a mother. Tate is my salvation and I am his. I knew if I didn't do what I had to, I would lose him forever. What I didn't realize was that I was not able to leave the house now. That was a bit annoying. Then again all I need is Tate and he can't leave either.
Bored I got up and looked for Tate. I went down to the basement.
"Tate?" I called out into the darkness. Funny how it still kind of creeped me out even though I was now a real part of the darkness.
"Hey" came Tate's voice as he emerged from the darkness with his signature half smile, half smirk.
God he gave me butterflies, even now that I am dead. It was so strange the things that don't change. They are only intensified.
I walked into his waiting open arms and held on tight.
"Everything ok Vi?" Tate asked, concern in his voice.
I didn't blame him. I usually was not so cuddly unless something was bothering me or if I was really scared. But like I said, in death things are intensified and my feelings towards him definitely were.
"Yeah, I'm good. Just wanted to see you is all." I said holding on tighter.
Tate pulled back but not enough to break the hug. He lowered his face towards mine and kissed me. His kisses were like drugs to me. He made me feel safe and complete when he held me like this. He was my everything and nothing was going to take him away from me.