Tate's P.O.V.
After some more minutes suffering alone in the basement I decided to go talk to Dr. Harmon. He was really helping me and when I was talking with him, I wasn't thinking about Violet. So I went upstairs and found him in his office
''Hi Dr. Harmon. Can I talk to you?''
''Hello Tate. Of course sit here.''
So I sat on the couch but I didn't say anything.
''And what do you wanna talk about?'' He asked me with his famous professional tone.
''I really don't know'' I answered and we both laughed.
I saw him relaxing on his chair while his eyes met mine almost seeing my soul.
''Tate, can I ask you something? It's something that I never understood well.''
''Yes, of course Dr. Harmon. Anything.''
''Tate, I wanted to know about the day that Violet died. You were always in this house, you must know something.''
Suddenly, it was like if someone had open an old wound. I didn't like to remember that day. It was probably the worst day of my ''life'' and Dr. Harmon noticed the sadness in my eyes.
''Please Tate, if you know anything, please tell me.''
''It's okay. I will tell you. It's just that I-'' I couldn't finish what I would say, so I changed the words.'' I don't like to remember that day.''
He was staring at me intensely, it was as if he could read my mind.
''You were with her.'' He said.
I thought he already knew that but apparently he didn't.
''Yes, I was.'' I said with a sad tone.
''So please tell me, Tate. I need to know.'' He was almost begging. So I took a deep breath and started.
''Well… That day I had planned to tell for the first time that I loved her.''
With that I looked right in his eyes to look for any signs of disapproval or hatred, but I couldn't find anything, so I went on.
''She arrived home and with that I started my plan. I ran upstairs and wrote I LOVE YOU on her chalkboard. Then I chose one of her favorites songs on her IPod and pressed play.'' I made a pause. '' Then I disappeared of her room and reappeared here, in your office to wait her, after all, it was a surprise.''
''Continue Tate.''
''Okay. After some time the music stopped.'' I started massaging my temple. ''And 10 minutes later I felt that something was wrong. So I carefully walked toward her bedroom and when I didn't hear anything inside, I opened the door. I-'' I felt tears on my cheeks . I always cried when I thought of that.
''And what happened Tate?''
''Well, she was there, lying coldly on her bed with an empty bottle of pills in front of her. That moment I thought that my heart had stopped for a minute even if it wasn't possible. She couldn't die Dr. Harmon, not in that moment and not in this house. So I dragged her down the hall toward the bathroom, begging her for not die. And then I pulled her into the bathtub with me and turned the cold water on. I called her name but she didn't move. So I made the only thing that came in my mind. I forced my fingers down her throat and she threw up some pills and woke up. I told her that everything was okay but she looked at me and started to cry. And that broke my heart, I don't like to see her sad, but on the other hand I was relieved that she was alive. So I took her in my arms and carried her to her bed. I laid her and then I laid down beside her, looking at her. I pulled her to my chest, embraced her and then she began to cry again. I told her a thousand of times that I loved her, that everything was going to be alright I even asked her why she had done that, but the only response I received was sobs.'' I was crying hard right now and it was very difficult to speak, but I continued, Dr. Harmon needed to know. ''After some time the sobs stopped and also her breath. I tried to press her heart like I saw on some movies, I called her name, I did mouth to mouth resuscitation, but nothing worked. She was already dead. So I hid her body and sat down to cry in the basement. I knew she would be in a few hours walking around the house again, but without the slightest knowledge that she was dead. But I would know.'' I paused and looked to Dr. Harmon.''Wanna know something? She didn't die like everyone in this house. Vi-Violet died loved.''
''You really love her, don't you Tate?'' He asked me.
''You have no idea. I would do anything for her. She is ev-''
We heard a loud noise coming from the stairs. And when we saw it was Hayden. She was tapping her feet furiously against the steps as she walked down the stairs and her nose was bleeding a lot. It is hidden beneath her hand but I could see it was way too bad.
Dr. Harmon was the first to speak.
''So what happened Hayden? Did someone slam the door in your face again?''
''Oh Ben you're so funny, but NO this wasn't a door. This was that monster that you call daughter. She punched me.'' She answered angry.
''Wow'' It was all that I could say. I never imagined Violet doing something like that.
''What did you do to her? She must have a reason.'' Dr. Harmon asked.
''It's not of your business.'' She answered. ''And you, psychopath, we need to talk later, you will like to know about something.''
''Okay, I will meet you in the basement. Give 20 minutes.'' I said. And then Hayden left the room.
''Well Dr. Harmon it was good to talk to you.''
''Thank you Tate. I am better now that I know the whole story, and I really hope that Violet forgive you someday.''
''Yeah, me too. Bye Dr. Harmon''
''Tate'' He called me while I was leaving the room.
''What?''
''Call me Ben, okay? I'm not your doctor anymore.'' I smiled.
''Okay, bye Ben.''
And then I left the room.