So this Chapter 2...Finally! I've had really bad writer's block and I apologise in advance for how bad this chapter is. Sorry Guys!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with AHS. Apart from the plot


"Violet you have to understand this what Tate wants now. He tried so hard to fix whatever he did, he's changed, even I can tolerate him now. I don't know what happened between you two but what I do know is this, your still in love with each other. Now you can try and deny it but just remember that I'm your mother and I know when your lying. So about yesterday, what happened?"

I sat up and picked myself up off the floor, I'd spent hours in my old room, his old room, just thinking things over. He seemed so happy now. He had everything. His son, his Mom and Hayden. It had been four weeks since that day in the basement and I had avoided Hayden and Tate like the plague. Well that was until yesterday.

I was laying on the floor in my room, tracing patterns in the dust with my fingers, when I heard them. I tried to ignore them at first, I didn't want to hear what they had to say. Eventually my curiosity got the better of me and I got up following the sound of their voices. Standing at the bottom of the attic ladder I could clearly hear every word they were saying. I didn't want to risk going up and letting my guard slip, the last thing I wanted was for Tate to see me and do his usual cocky act and I sure as hell didn't want to have to deal with Hayden, I don't even know what everyone sees her, she's a bitch. I stood listening to their argument for a few minutes, it sounded like they where having a lover's tiff to me. I felt a lump rise in my throat but I swallowed it quickly, it was me who ended it with Tate and I had to accept that he'd moved on. Even if it was with some slut who broke my family apart. I reached up and pulled myself up the two bottom stairs, their voices had dropped to whispers and I was straining to hear what they where saying.

"You know it doesn't have to be like this, we could still be together. Fuck! Why can't you see that I've changed? Why are you so fucking stubborn? I know I hurt you , I can see that but your not making this any easier for me."

"What are you talking about Tate. I don't even know why were having this conversation. You know how I feel about you, everyone else in this house may be able to forgive you but I can't." What the hell was Hayden talking about? As far as I knew nothing major had happened between them, someone would have told me or Hayden would have made a big fuss and moped around the house for days pretending that she hated the attention. God I loathed her, why couldn't anyone else see her they way I could?

"You don't understand. It wasn't my fault, Nora made me do it. Please just give me a chance….I need you in my life, without you I'm nothing." I closed my eyes and sighed. This was all my fault, I had let Tate go and now he was moving on, if this was what he wanted then I had to accept that.

"Tate! Stop it! I don't want to do this right now…Please just go" Hayden sounded so stupid, who was she to think she was even worthy of having Tate. The anger boiling inside of me was threatening to come out, I had to get away from them and quick. I attentively took the small step down, careful not to make any noise that would disturb Tate and Hayden. Just as I was about to go back to my room and mull over their conversation I heard someone shuffling, stopping dead in my tracks I listened hard but nothing could have prepared me for what I was about to hear.

"Your going to make me say it aren't you? Fuck, I was not planning on you being this stubborn…I…well what I'm trying to say is…Fuck this is hard…I love you, okay. I love you and I try really hard not too because I know that's what you want but I do. I love you!"

"Good, that's good." Hayden's voice was barely a whisper but I heard it loud and clear. I stood for a few minutes frozen to the spot just replaying their conversation over in my head. I felt sick, I knew that Tate had moved on and that he and Hayden were happy but telling her he was in love with her was a bit much. A year ago they couldn't even be in the same room together without wanting to rip each other's head's off and now they were in love. I let a sob before even realising it. I snapped my head up towards the attic. Had they heard me? I stood for a few more seconds, not bothering to listen to the rest of their dumb ass conversation about how in love they were before I stalked back down the corridor into my room. It was the only place I would be able to be near Tate now. I shut the door just as my legs gave out and I landed in a crumpled heap on the floor, I cried for what felt like hours. It finally dawned on me what I had done, by letting Tate go I had willingly handed him over to Hayden. I had let him go and now I had lost him forever.