Tate looked at her with shock and confusion. what did she know about Michael? Did he talk to her?
"My what?", Tate asked. He heard what she said but wanted to be wrong. Ava smiled
"Well your son, Michael, goes to Westfield which is shocking. You think your mother wouldn't want another Langdon going to Westfield. I think I over heard something about him being thrown out of all the private schools. Anyway He looks a lot like you, and his last name matches. I tried to make sense of it but nothing really added up. I mean your moms kids are all dead and she is waaay to old to be making babies so I came here to figure it out. When I saw you were here it all fell into place. You seem to have been a busy boy Mr. Langdon.", Ava said while she picked at the frayed strings around the hole in her jeans.
Tate looked at her still confused. What did she mean by all of her kids were dead? There was still Addie...Well now that Tate thought about it he hasn't seen Addie in a long time.
"What do you mean all dead? There's still Addie." Tate asked with worry. There was no way that Addie was dead. It wasn't possible. His mother wouldn't kill her...would she? Ava studied Tate's face carefully. Here eyes widened when she realized that he didn't know that Addie had passed. How could he not know? Ava bit her bottom lip nervously. She didn't want to be the one to tell him. How could she tell him something this horrible? Still, he needed to know. He deserved to know.
"Tate, Addie's dead.", Ava said sadly. Tate stared at her for a moment before standing up quickly.
"No! Your lying! Addie can't be dead! She's too young!", he shouted. Ava could see the madness in his eyes. He didn't react well to things and this was defiantly one of those things.
She cant be dead Tate though as he began to pace. Ava has to be lying, but why would she lie about something so horrible? Ava watched Tate sadly. Standing up she walked over to him and placed her hand gently on his arm causing him to stop and look at her. His face looked frantic.
"I'm so sorry, but it's true. She died on Halloween 16 years ago. No one told you?" she said softly.
"16 years ago? Halloween?" Tate asked as he tried to think back to the last time he saw Addie, back to the last conversation they shared.
-Flashback-
Tate sat on the floor thinking about how close Halloween was. He wanted to take Violet to the beach on a real date, but wasn't sure how to ask her. He didn't notice Addie standing behind standing behind him, studying him with careful with curious eyes.
"Boo!" she shouted causing Tate to jump up snap out of his daydreaming. "I scared you!", she exclaimed proudly as she smiled. Tate smiled too. She got him for once.
"Yea you did Addie.", he said as he stood up to face his sister and give her a hug. "What are you doing here Addie? If Dr. Harmen catches you your going to be in trouble." he said quietly as he glanced at the basement door. He relaxed a little when he saw that it was closed and smiled at Addie.
"I came to play with Beau, and to talk with you." Addie said with a shrug. Tate smiled, he loved talking with his sister.
"Well, what do you want to talk about? Mom's treating you well right?" he asked. Their mom could be cruel. He hated the idea of Addie being all alone with her. Who would protect her from that crazy cocksucker?
"Yea, I'm okay Tate. You don't have to worry about me.", Addie said with a smile as she shrugged one shoulder. Tate frowned, he could tell when she was lying but decided not to push it. He missed talking with Addie. Back when he was alive she was the only person allowed to go in his room whenever she wanted. For her his door was always open.
"I will always worry about you Addie. Your my sister, not to mention you have a talent for finding trouble.", Tate said with a laugh. He loved his sister with all his heart no matter what. Addie smiled and sat down on the basement floor dragging Tate down with her by his hand. He sat next to her and watched her with curious eyes. What was she thinking about?
"What are you doing for Halloween?", she asked suddenly. Tate smiled and looked down at his hands.
"Well, I don't know yet." He said with a laugh. Addie looked at him for a moment before responding.
"You should take Violet on a date. You like her. She's pretty and really nice. I think she likes you too." Addie sad in a sure tone. Leave it to Addie to go straight to the point. Of course she knew Tate liked Vi. She was a smart girl who didn't miss anything. Tate smiled and looked down.
"Actually I was thinking about doing just that. Violet really is beautiful...I think I will ask her on a date. What about you Addie? What are you doing for Halloween? Have you picked out a costume yet?" Tate asked with a broad smile. Addie smiled and looked down.
"I want to go as her. I want to be a pretty girl." she said as she handed Tate the magazine page with the model on it. Tate took it carefully and looked at it for a moment before frowning.
"I thought the point of Halloween was to dress up as something that your not." Tate said as he looked up from the photo of the fake girl. Society's idea of beautiful made him sick. Addie looked at him confused.
"What do you mean Tate?", she asked.
"What I mean is your suppose to dress up as something your not, Addie. You say you want to be her for Halloween, a "pretty girl". You are a pretty girl Addie. Your beautiful! This girl is not beautiful, she's fake. You are perfect just the way you are Addie. Your a million times more beautiful than her." Tate said as he shook the paper. It hurt him that Addie didn't know how beautiful she was. Addie looked down at her hands.
"That's not what people say." she said softly. Tate could feel the anger in him grow. He wasn't mad at Addie. He was mad at the world. Who were they to make her feel like she wasn't beautiful? She was the most beautiful person he ever knew inside and out.
"Well they are stupid! Don't listen to them, your smarter than that Addie. You are a smart girl. Never let anyone talk bad about you. Your beautiful, never forget that!", Tate said as he handed her back the page reluctantly.
Before Addie could answer him the basement door opened. Tate stood quickly and led Addie to the back door. "Go before they catch you! I love you Addie, and don't forget you are beautiful." Tate said quickly before giving her a hug and closing the door behind her. He then stepped into the shadows and vanished.
-Flashback End-
Tate shook his head as he remembered the last conversation he and Addie shared. No, this can't be right he thought.
"Your wrong. She cannot be dead. She was going to be a pretty girl-she was beautiful though- no she's too young and innocent- no no no your wrong! she shouted as he paced the room getting more frantic with each step. Ava just watched as he paced quickly running his hands through his hair.
"Tate." Ava said softly taking a step closer to him.
"No! Shut up, your wrong!" he screamed as he hit his head. He needed to find Addie to prove to Ava that she was wrong. He suddenly ran from the attic and out of the house, leaving Ava standing there shocked. He was going to prove her wrong.
/Tell me what ya think even if you think it sucks. I can handle it, and thank you for taking the time to read this. :D/
