Lana's POV

Tate. She said it over and over in her head. Maybe moving here won't be so bad after all. He was stunning, with his blonde curls and brown almost black eyes, and pale skin. She was attached to him and she had no idea why…

"Lana?"

Fuck. I zoned out, hopefully he won't think i'm a freak. Wait, why do i care so much. Jesus.

"Uh, sorry i got lost in my thoughts."

He chuckled and it was the most beautiful noise i've ever heard.

"I'm thirsty, do you want something to drink?"

"No thanks Lana, i'll wait here though"

"Okay"

Lana walked out the door and was thinking about how lucky she'd gotten. She got lost in her thoughts when she bumped into something cold and solid. Someone fell onto the floor.

"Ow, what the fuck?"

She stared down at the girl down in front of her. Where the fuck are all of these people coming from?

"Holy shit, I didn't even see you there!"

She was pale and had dirty blonde pin straight hair, she had brown eyes and dressed like a grandma, but with more layers. She has a petite body frame and she looked pissed.

"Wait, who are you?"

"Me, I'm Violet, lovely to meet you…"

Lana cut her off before Violet could say anymore.

"Care to explain how you got in my house?"

"I live here"

What the fuck, did Violet just say she lived here. Before Lana could move she punched her in her face. The last thing she could remember was the girl standing over her laughing, then everything went black.

Violet's POV

This girl was pretty heavy, but that was probably because she was so small. Violet felt kind of bad for punching her but she couldn't help it. She was jealous. Lana's head made a thump noise everytime her head hit the creaky stairs. Hopefully no one will come looking for her.

She heard Lana groan in pain and she had to do something quick. She picked Lana up with all of her strength but failed and dropped her. Lana groaned again.

"What, what's going on.."

Lana sounded groggy and tired.

"I have to tell you something, and you're going to fucking listen."

Lana opened her eyes but looked like she couldn't see. Lana looked around.

"Where am i?"

"Don't be scared you're in your basement"

Violet laughed, and she knew she sounded evil. Maybe she was evil.

"My head hurts"

"That's because I punched you in the face"

"Why did you do that?"

"Oh yeah, stay away from him"

"Who"

"You know exactly who I'm talking about you dumb bitch"

"You mean Tate?"

Violet stared at her with such hatred and anger that Lana got the jist.

"and why in the world would I stay away from him"

"Because he's mine"

Violet pulled one of Charles sharp tools and held it to her throat.

"If you make a move on him, I'll hurt you, and trust me, no one will be able to help you"

and with that she kicked Lana in the stomach when she heard footsteps.

"Lana are you down here?"

It was her Tate, wait fuck. Tate couldn't see this, he would hate me.

She leaned in close to Lana and whispered to her so only she could hear.

"Tell Tate you never saw me, and that you came down here because you were curious and that you fell down the stairs, do it or else"

Lana whimpered in pain and the girl disappeared.

Tate's POV

He had waited for at least 10 minutes and realised she wasn't coming back anytime soon. He got worried so he decided to go look for her.

"Please don't let her be in that damn fucking basement"

Tate quietly opened the basement door and walked down the stairs.

"Lana are you down here?"

He heard someone whimper and knew it was her. He ran to her and found her lying on the floor and she looked pretty beaten up.

"What the fuck are you okay!"

Lana looked at him and he saw that her nose was bleeding. She tried to talk but she moaned in pain. Tate picked her up gently bridal style and carried her back into bed. He laid her in her bed and walked into the bathroom to get a wash cloth so he could wash her face.

"Already moved on hey?"

"Violet I don't have time for this, something happened to Lana and I need to help her"

Violet gave him the worst glare she's ever given him and scowled. She stomped away.

"Well that was weird."

He grabbed a wash cloth and ran it under warm water and walked back into the room. Lana was still asleep and the blood on her face was dried up and crusty. She still managed to look beautiful though.

He carefully walked over to her and sat on the side of the bed she was on. Lana tossed away towards him and started mumbling.

"mmm Tate"

Did she just say his name, she just said his fucking name in her sleep. He brushed it off and started patting the cloth on her nose and she whimpered in pain. He pulled his hand away immediately.

"Tate?"

"I'm here Lana, you're safe now, what happened to you?"

She gave him a look of pure terror.

"I um, I got distracted while making my drink and went into the basement and fell down the stairs."

"Lana I need you to listen to me, never go into that basement unless you are with me"

She nodded.

"I'll let you get some sleep"

He kissed her forehead and walked off.

"Thank you Tate"

He turned his head and smiled. This was the beginning of something special. He knew it.