Violet:
I don't know how many hours I cried cause I fall asleep. I saw him in my dream, well of course it wasn't a dream, it was a memory, when we were sitting at the porch, holding hands, listening placebo (he just listen once and really like them). I want that moment to last forever. When things were simple, when I didn't know about this house, when I didn't know Tate was dead, I was happy. We were happy. We laid down, I closed my eyes, all I felt was his fingers, he ran his fingers through my hair then he touched my cheek softly and came closer to me, he put his arm around me then started to kiss my cheek and my neck. With his every kiss, my body felt complete. Then I turned to him, his face on my hands, I just looked how beautiful he was. The way he looked at me, I thought we'll always have this, each other, no matter what. Nothing can change that, no one can change that. As I remembered, I felt tears on my cheek again. I didn't want to cry anymore. I know I can't love anyone like I loved him, like I love him. Damn it Violet, just admit the truth. You still love him and you always will. I can never get over him. He is the first and the last for me. Everyone always thought that I was fearless. Right now, I know I'm not. I'm afraid that I'll forgive him and forget everything he did with only one touch, with only one word. That's way I told him to go away. I am the one who is trying to avoid. I love you, Tate, I do, please do something and make these thoughts go away, please.
Tate:
I was going to rip my own head off, if Beau wouldn't hold me. She cried almost for three hours and I couldn't do anything. I told her, I'd never let anybody or anything hurt her but I did that, I am the reason why she was crying for 2 years. I hate myself, I couldn't do anything to relieve her. I am a fucking asshole. How could I hurt the person that I love more than anything. I remembered the day before we went our first date at Halloween. I still remember how excited I was, not just because of I was going to leave the house but because I was going to be with her. There were flowers in the kitchen which Moira collected from the garden. I took one of them for Violet and painted it black. That was the best day of my life. Being with her at the beach, touching her soft and pure lips. Her body around my arms, her lips locked in my lips, feeling her touches in every part of my body. It was more than I could imagine, it was more than I deserved. She is my angel, she is the brightness in me. How could I be so stupid? I'm not gonna avoid her no more. Okay, I'm gonna talk to her, tomorrow, maybe I don't deserve her but at least I'm gonna try. She is no better without me. I remembered her whisper at the beach, she wanted me, lie I wanted her. I still want her and she still wants me, she does. She is worth to fight for. She is worth to die for again and again. It's me and her, Tate and Violet, together for always.