Present

Deadly.

Kind.

Criminal.

Cute.

Four words that describe Tate Langdon. But of course, i didn't know about the "Deadly" and "Criminal" side of him, until much later. But if i am willing to ditch my mother off to the looney bin over something that i believe happened, and i know it was really royally shitty on my part as a daughter, but i had to do it...i had to keep Tate in my world.

I seriously like Tate.

Sometimes i do wish that i could just let him go, and get out of this fucking state of pretentious asshats and just get back to the places with actual weather, and just smoke, and listen to my ipod, but i can't. He is a killer, no doubt about it. But i love him.

This psychotic, lonely boy is all mine. And i am all his.

Flashback

Yeah, i am back to cutting.

I know Tate would love to see me bloodletting, but looking into the mirror, i knew he would hate to see me hurting, even if it was just a razorblade. And by my own free will, i knew he wouldn't like it.

"No, Voilet, Don't!" Tate said appearing behind me, instantly grabbing my bloody then he totally starting licking at my wrist.

"Eww..Disgusting..." I whisper.. But he hears me...

"Yes, it is. You're hurting yourself." But he did it too.

"You do it..", i breathed out..

"Not anymore." Kinda relieved, but sad that i was alone. Why had he stopped?

"Promise me you won't cut yourself again." He said with a semi-authoritive voice.

What could i do but do what he wanted? For what he wanted was me. Little ole' me. The girl who in the first few days of her new school, fought off three girls, and burnt one.. with my last cigerette. If only he knew about that. And now he is making me promise him to do what helped me escape what happened. To mend my wounds, at least mentally. What i have been doing since i was like 12. But i knew he would only accept the right answer, the one that would be the best for the both of us.

"..I-..I Promise."

I said, definetly determined to keep him, to say anything, for this point on, and to keep helping him.. to move on. To wherever 'there' is.. even if i really didn't want him to.

As much as i am the one keeping him sane, his fellows ghosts are constantly making me insane.