"What the fuck was that about, Vi? You told him he'll get used to you being around, but we both know that isn't true..."
"Tate, I like Terrance! He's got a good taste in music!"
"Am I hearing you right? You like him! Oh god, Vi... Do you like him more than you like me?"

I rolled my eyes at Tate's behaviour,
"No, Tate, not more than you. I just thought that maybe I'd listen to it when he wasn't around, is all. Don't blow things out of proportions."

He scowled at this, and I could tell that he was obviously trying to remain calm,
"I can't believe you..." and just like that he vanished.

I sighed in annoyance; Tate was such a sissy sometimes. He reappeared within seconds and winked at me,
"Got you!"
"Ugh, go away..."

He suddenly looked at me with a terrified expression on his face,
"Don't say that, Violet! Don't you remember?"
"Shit, sorry Tate..." I mumbled, "I didn't mean it"
"Be more careful!" he spat angrily, but pulled me into a tight hug nonetheless, "I can't lose you" he whispered into my hair.

Tate's mood seemed to constantly change, ever since I first met him. I was usually too afraid to speak my mind with him when he was in one of his bad moods, but right now I was annoyed with his behaviour,
"You're acting like a child," I sighed, "you wouldn't have to go away unless I had really meant it, right? It isn't as big of a deal as you're making it out to be."

She didn't allow herself to appear to him, and she watched his expression change from one of confusion, to one of pure anger. Violet hadn't the slightest clue why she was acting so petty towards Tate, but she didn't want to be there if he exploded into rage or a mess of tears, so she went to talk to someone else in the house.