Not long after they had both cuddled up and had drifted off to sleep there was a loud knock on the door which woke Jamie up. She looked across at Tate who was sleeping, he looked so peaceful. She half smiled before she picked up her phone let her eyes adjust to the blinding light it made and sighed when she finally could see how late it was; 1:50 am. Assuming it was Moira she lay her head back down hoping she'd eventually give up and go away. It was a shock for her to see that it was actually her mother, she looked awfully white, not as bad as Tate looked but he was in fact a ghost; "mum? what's wrong. I heard you come in earlier but i didn't wanna come down.." she paused examining her mothers appearance as she pushed the door closed and sat down at the foot of the bed. "i haven't had a very nice day today mum." she had no idea if she had been told about the shooting but when she started sobbing it was obvious she had been informed.
"mum i'm okay look" she attempted to stand up but her back still ached. "i was only shot once.. it still hurts but i'm all stitched up" Susan wiped her eyes "Jamie i just wanted to make sure.. i called on you and you never answered. What am i supposed to think? i got a phone call from the police, they were reporting you missing but when i came back and seen your bag and shoes laying at the front door i knew you were home." Jamie nodded "it was horrible mum, i was so scared" she frowned; Susan yelped, she had sat on something and when she showed it to Jamie it almost made her heart stop. Tate had forgotten to hide the duffle bag and gun..
Jamie took a quick peek under the covers, Tate was still sound asleep.
"mum i don't know where that came fro.." she cut her off "Jamie why is this here?" her tone was stern, she had no other way of explaining other than that she had took it from the school. "It's Gareth's, he done it! it was him that killed everyone and tried to kill me" Susan picked up the bag, inspecting it thoroughly. "i'll be keeping this. Evidence, the police will need this" she stood up "Jamie they want to have a talk with you. Tomorrow, they will want your statement." Although she knew her mother was right she couldn't help but be nervous, but a part of her wanted to see Gareth put away for all the deaths and injuries he caused. "mum i love you.. but could you leave me to seep." Susan nodded "as long as you feel okay to sleep on your own tonight" Susan hugged her tight "i love you sweetie" Jamie smiled "same mum.. but i'll be fine, i just really want to get back to normality"
After her mother left she again peeked under to catch a glimpse of the handsome boy sleeping in her bed; she sighed when she seen his eyes wide open and smirking at her. "wow someones a creep" Tate muttered, trying to tease her. Jamie laughed before throwing the cover over her head to be closer to him; "you think you're so irresistible Langdon." Now it was Tate's turn to laugh "yeah well when you're a ghost you gotta think something of yourself it gets you by" Jamie moved in closer, for some reason she felt safer near him. "i wish i was a ghost Tate.." Tate placed his arms around her waist "No Jamie, you don't. It's not everything its cracked up to be.. for the first few months i must admit its great. Wait till you are here for as long as some of us, if there was ever a hell on earth this would be it" Jamie frowned, she had thought about the prospect of becoming a ghost and from what Violet said it was pretty cool.. but then he was right, Violet had only been a ghost for a year and Tate for exactly 18 years.
She smiled "i just don't want you to forget about me Tate.. and i also have no idea what i'm going to tell the police guy tomorrow. Imagine having me do a statement only a day after. I wish you could be there, help me through it." Tate pushed her hair back as he smiled back "i could be.. only you will see me, they wont." Jamie nodded "i'm going to put that asshole Gareth to jail. Not only for what he did to me, but for all the other people he shot and killed. It's not right is it?" Tate looked away, he had no right judging Gareth. He had done the same thing 18 years prior and never really thought of the consequences.. Yes he still was going to give Gareth what he deserved but the thought still lingered in his head 'what i done all those years ago was wrong'; he needed to break the growing tension "Jamie i'm tired. Wanna go back to sleep?" Jamie sighed softly "yeah.. suppose. For being a ghost you sure like to sleep a hell of a lot" Tate chuckled; in reality he rarely got sleep. If it wasn't the voices in his head making him have disturbing visions he was thinking of Violet and Jamie, and how beautiful they both were. It was almost like he was once again human, having two girls to coo over. When he was in high school he used to shun all the guys that swaggered along with two girls on there arm. Now having thought about it he came to the conclusion that he had came to be the very thing he despised.. His generation were all about looks and in that department Tate felt inferior to almost everyone else. Despite him running track and having a fair amount of female admirers; Yes there had been a few minor relationships while he was alive but if it wasn't his bipolar like personality, it was his control freak of a mother that scared off every girl he got close to.
Here he was, laughing and smiling with another girl other than Violet. How times had changed over the last year.
He glanced up and could see Jamie getting undressed, he didn't know whether he should look away or not but if he was honest he was liking the view. He gasped suddenly which made Jamie jump "what the hell Tate. You watching me change?" she smirked. Tate's poker face expression said it all, he was desperately trying to hide his amusement and pulling the cover down so that his growing boner wouldn't be on show was only making the scene more awkward; it had been a long time for him. "ahh no Jamie. Just laying here" his blushing was getting uncontrollable, it was obvious to Jamie Tate was a bad liar. He liked what he could see. "Tate please don't act it, you like my body?" he stood up while he bit his lip "yeah Jamie.. i really do" Only standing in her underwear he caressed her body closer and started feeling all around, in his head he knew this wouldn't help but he couldn't keep back the urge. Jamie smirked round at him as she met his wondering hands with hers. "not tonight Tate.." she whispered. "go back to bed, i'll join you soon" Tate frowned a little as he made his way back to the bed. He pulled his sweater over his head, revealing his bare chest. Jamie stared wide eyed as she got back into the bed "pay back?" she asked, not taking her eyes off him. Tate smirked "yeah" Jamie laughed quietly as she leaned in for a quick kiss. Tate pushed himself in to make it more passionate which made Jamie moan slightly. They were both finding the sexual tension too much to handle but Tate knew he had to wait. Jamie herself wanted him to badly and from the way he kissed her back she knew he felt the same. It would only be a matter of time before she'd be 16, and in her head that would be when she would loose her virginity; properly.
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The next morning Jamie woke up to an empty space next to her, Tate was gone. All sorts of things crossed her mind but she just decided he was getting out of the way encase they were interrupted like the night before. Her body still ached, good thing she never had school today; the thought left her head when it finally sunk in that she wouldn't be at school for a long time. As if her gun shot wound on her back wasn't enough remembrance of the horrific day, when she turned on the TV that was all the news reporters were going on about. Turning off the TV with a sigh she looked around, where was Tate? Mum had told her the police were on their way over to take her statement and ask some questions and he had promised to be by her side. Susan watched Jamie from the other couch, trying to figure out what she was thinking. "Jamie.. i can call, we can do this another day" As much as this was a relief she knew for the sake of the other students that were involved she had to give her statement as soon as possible; ans also because her sleep proved to be that relaxing that she was now finding it hard to recollect the events clearly. "no mum, i'll do this today. It's not just me that's been hurt. Many families have lost their sons or daughters because of Gareth. Friend or not he deserves to be locked away" Susan nodded, shocked but proud at her daughters sudden consideration for others. "you're such a strong girl" she said with a smile, Jamie forced one back; She felt anything but strong, more of a mental than a physical blow but still, she wasn't exactly in a good mind set before she had been shot.
An hour later Susan went away to work, Cole was awake by this point and being his usual noisy self. "Jamie what happened? mum said you were shot, where abouts, let me see? Micheal and i play with guns all the time..." Jamie sighed "your big sister could have died yesterday and all you care about is where about i was shot" she pushed herself further down the couch "she had no right telling you anything! i'm in pain now just leave me be" Cole took a seat on the couch opposite. "look Jamie i'm sorry, i was just curious." he paused "have you been watching what the people on the news have been saying about it?" Jamie gave him a 'are you fucking serious look' "no. and i don't plan to watch ANY television today. I'll just sit here and rest, maybe stick on the laptop." Cole shrugged "you'll miss what they are saying though... they are saying this guy Gareth is the main suspect and that it was an attention seeking stunt. Turn on the TV, i dare you." As much as she wanted to punch Cole's face in she held back her anger and picked up the remote to see what all the fuss was about.
Almost every news channel was talking about the reenactment of the West Field High School Massacre; flashing images of the school, the blood the bodies and grieving families was making Jamie feel physically sick. She was about to change the channel when she got the shock of her life; suspected motive ex girlfriend, Jamie Dawson. Apparent obsession with the first shooter Tate Langdon, to be questioned later. Jamie started to gag and Cole stood up frozen, not sure what he should do. " help Cole..." her gags made it almost impossible for her speech to be clear; "get me to the.. toilet.. now!" Cole was shaking as was Jamie but he still managed to take her arm and help her upstairs and into the bathroom.
While she was being violently sick Cole came back down stairs turned the TV off and turned to see Tate looking worriedly back at him. "who.. who are.." Cole stood still, he thought he should call on his sister but what could she do. Tate walked forward and eased Cole to sit down "don't be scared. I'm Tate, the guy from the TV" this made Cole laugh but only for a short while. "what are you doing here?" he asked, feeling a tad braver. Tate smiled "i'm here to look after your big sister. she needs me." Cole nodded, not wanting to disagree with him. "she's upstairs Tate..." Cole muttered. Without a word Tate ran upstairs and knocked on the bathroom door. Jamie turned from the pan and sighed loudly. "Cole just come in.. its nothing you can catch" Tate slowly opened the door, Jamie smiled up at him before falling into his arms; not caring that she had just been violently sick and most likely smelt awful. Tate didn't care though, he knew she'd have a a lot questions for him to answer but right now he was here to help her answer hers. "whens that police guy gonna be here?" he asked, trying to not completely ruin the moment. Jamie flushed the toilet and took his hand "soon. We should wait downstairs, mum told me to expect him anytime" Tate nodded "are you sure you're okay though? we're going to give Gareth what he deserves you know." Jamie did nothing but nod, it had been a bad idea for her to watch the headlines, and although she knew she'd have to speak of Gareth when the police officers came over she hoped to god never again would she EVER have to relive that horrible day.
After a lengthy consultation with Cole, explaining why Tate was here and that he could not leave, to Jamie's shock he never questioned any thing he just nodded and smiled. "you can't tell anyone though Cole. Got it?" Tate said, firmly but in a calm manor. Cole nodded before asking to go for Micheal. "sure just don't make a big scene about Tate being here and Cole.. please, under any circumstances don't put on the TV in Constance's house" Cole laughed "Jamie, Constance doesn't have a TV.. she just cooks all day or reads. She lives a boring life" Both Tate & Jamie laughed "Not everyone's a game freak like you" Jamie said, squeezing Tate's hand in the process. Once Cole left Jamie was starting to feel her back hurt so she sat back down on the couch. "Tate this is agony.. and my birthday is on Tuesday, i'm having a party" Tate rubbed her back soothingly, making sure not to go near the tender part. "if there was any way i could ease the pain i'd do it" Jamie smiled, she couldn't wait to be 16. Not only could she leave home; something she was deeply considering not to do now. She could call herself an adult and do basically what she liked. within reason of course...
Twenty minutes later or so the doorbell rang. Jamie stood up, arched her back and answered the door. "hi" she said, she'd try and be formally spoken as she could; it was in fact police officers she was speaking to. "hello are you Jamie Dawson?" a short middle aged man with the obvious police badge and shoulder length hair asked. His dashing smile making her smirk. Jamie opened the door a bit more "yeah. Please do come in"; maybe she was trying too hard. She toned it down when showing them to her sitting room "sit there, i'm making some iced tea. Want some?" the officer shook his head "no i'm good, thank you." While making herself a drink she was searching for Tate who had vanished some minute earlier; "where are you? wow, Tate. You and Vi are the same, always disappearing when i need yous most." She jumped when she turned to see the police officer staring at her blankly "Jamie. who else is here?" she bit her lip, how would she get herself out of this one. "ugh no, its my cat. My cats called Tate, he's a moody boy" the officer continued to stare at her confused. She didn't blame him, that had been the first excuse that had popped into her head and already she was starting to think of other weird ones. "well um.. i'm sorry but i forgot. I know your name and i never told you mine. I'm Frank, but please call me PC Thomson" Jamie nodded "okay. I'll be through in a minute.. PC Thomson" Jamie was beginning to think Tate had chickened out on her, it wasn't like him and when she next saw him he'd have to make it up to her.
Nervously she made her way, tumbler in hand and sat down not exactly sure if she was ready to answer any questions. PC Thomson placed a tape recorder on the table in front of them and asked if it was okay to record the conversation. Jamie wasn't sure but in the end she wanted it all over and done with. "sure.." she muttered, almost as if somebody else had answered instead of her.
"questions starting this day; 1st of November 2012, person answering the questions on this day is Miss Jamie Dawson. Sister of Cole Jason Dawson and daughter of Susan and Jason Dawson. Records show that she is a student and is 15 years off age. Now i am going to start with the first questions regarding the incident that took place on the 31st of October 2012 at West Field High school."
Jamie felt like she was going to nod off, she had seen the various crime shows that her parents watched but never had she realized how much talking the police do before they actually get to the point. "Jamie, first i'd like you to disclose any relevant information about what were your actions and what you witnessed on the day mentioned?" she sank back into her chair, her mind was frazzled; she needed Tate. what the hell was he?
Out of nowhere she seen him waltz into the sitting room face tripping him. She wanted to be mad at him but she wouldn't allow herself to be. Why did he look so glum though? had it something to do with why he was so late. All these questions whizzing around she barely could remember what had been asked of her by PC Thomson. "ugh sorry. what did you ask me?" the officer sighed before repeating his long ass of a question. she nodded as she watched Tate sit down next to her and give her a small nod letting her know to answer. "well the day started off like any other really, mum made me breakfast then i walked to school. Didn't take the bus.." PC Thomson stopped her "Yes the bus driver told me he stopped at your pick up point but you were nowhere to be seen. Why did you decided to walk Jamie?" Tate placed his arm around her "i just wanted to walk to school.. that's all. Also because i knew that there would be tension between me and Gareth plus the pointless drama that comes with taking the bus." PC Thomson nodded "Seems like you and the person in suspicion have known each other for quite some time. A witness told me you had been seen with Gareth on several occasions, did you ever see or witness anything out of the ordinary in his presence?" She suddenly felt her body tense up, lucky for her Tate was there for her. "i had been staying with him for a while. In his house, his family were very nice to me but i don't know if you heard but his parents are currently going through a terrible divorce. I think it was really affecting Gareth" Jamie kept her eyes down, staring at the tape recorder, everything she had been saying was going to be played in court as evidence. That's if there even was a court case...
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The interview lasted for 3 hours and by the end of the last question Jamie was so tired. After showing the officer out she lay back down on the couch, now it was her turn to ask questions. Tate was beside her, arms stretched, holding her tight in his arms. "Tate what happens now? do you think Gareth will be sent to jail" Tate nodded; he didn't want to tell Jamie how he planned to punish him, make him pay for everything he had done. One thing Tate did wonder though, why would Gareth want to reenact the school shooting? his first thought was attention but by what Jamie had said to the officer, Gareth wasn't one to attention seek.
"i love you Jamie & yes, Gareth will go to jail. He can't hurt you or anyone else anymore" Jamie smiled. "What was up with you earlier though.. you were late. Then you walked in really sad looking, i would have asked earlier but i didn't want to make myself look like i was nuts." she chucked "there's enough people that think that already" Tate frowned. "Me and Vi aren't talking right now." Jamie squinted "what? why? whats going on" Tate moved his eyes from hers, he looked ashamed and indeed he was. "Last night while you were sleeping.. she said something that upset me, i didn't mean to believe me but i.. i got physical with her, with Violet. Jamie please don't be mad at me too" his dark eyes looked so sad, how could she be mad at him? she should be.. something inside of her wasn't going to let her though.
"Tate look at me" he looked at her "i love you okay." he nodded, a smile slowly growing. "now tell me what you did? as long as you're honest i promise not to go off on one" Tate went on to briefly explain what had happened and how he had tried to make emends with her when he woke up but Ben was there and he made all sorts of threats. He had no choice but to retreat. It was only when he could hear a deep manly voice coming from the sitting room that he had remembered his promise. "sometimes i find it hard to control my anger.. i knew she could see it in my face that i was raging. I thought i had lost my mind a long time ago but i feel like its happening all over again. i can't take being here anymore, its too much.. its too much" Jamie hugged him, muffling his small sobs. Guilt and sadness were what filled her body, sadness for Violet; she was her best friend & guilt for Tate; her whole life she had taking everything for granted, her family, her freedom. She longed to know what it was like to be a ghost but now, she was having second thoughts.
"I'll speak to Vi okay? i'll fix it all for you" she panted a small kiss on his cheek before slowly standing up and making her way up stairs to her room. To her luck there she was, red eyed and rummaging around in Jamie's CD collection. "hey you" Jamie said happily, she was trying to lighten up the mood. However, Violet was having non of it she gave a quick glance round at Jamie then sighed softly "See yous both are well loved up. Good luck to you, don't come crying to me when he finally breaks you down to the point where you end up taking your own life" Jamie could tell she was holding back tears "He's not like that Vi. He loves me.. US. He's scared that what happened last night will mean mine and your close friendship will be effected" Violet looked up, she was mad at Tate not Jamie. Although she felt she should feel betrayed by her, she had learned the hard way that you should keep your friends close but your enemies closer. "no not atal. I'm just still angry and upset, it wasn't just that Jamie it was so sudden. One minute his eyes were filled with sorrow the next he was charging at me like a raging bull. Granted everyone knows as well as me that Tate has a temper. I just never figured i'd be on the receiving end of it.." Jamie nodded, she totally understood her concerns. "With your dad being there i think he also felt intimidated" Jamie sat down with a small smile, Violet turned down the music "yeah i know. I didn't want him there either.. believe me i was angry, and i had every right to be.. But dad, he should learn to let me deal with things on my own. Even though i'll never be older than 16 i still feel i am growing in some way y'know" Jamie stood and and started tidying up the pile of CD's Violet had left out; she had definitely inherited a touch of OCD from her mother.
For the first time since the night before Jamie could see a growing smile across Violets face. "will you speak to Tate?" Jamie asked, hoping since she was now in a better mood she'd think it was the best thing to do. Violet stood up and made her way to the door and opened it "yeah. Tell him to meet me tomorrow.. in the basement" Jamie placed the CD's back under her bed before looking up "sure, i'll let him know" Violet smirked as she closed the door behind her.
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The young couple had yet again shared Jamie's bed together but good to their promise to each other they would wait till Jamie was 16 before they consecrated their love for each other. This didn't stop them from kissing and cuddling however and they both could sense that they were holding back. Teenage hormones are one thing but being imprisoned in a house where the only person you love and could make love to hates your guts. It was safe to say Tate wished the 4Th of November would hurry up and come. It was a little bit easier for Jamie, she had in fact fantasied about Tate while she and Gareth were at it but she too couldn't wait for the night of her 16th birthday to arrive.
Tate was kissing Jamie's neck gently all the way, down and up. Jamie was staring at the ceiling moaning every now and then when he reached her most tender parts. "ugh Tate." she looked down at him, he was in the middle of taking her pants down. " Not now. We made a deal" Tate frowned "i was only going to lick you out though" Jamie laughed "i told you you could kiss me wherever you liked not lick me out!" Tate chuckled "alright. alright. Whens the 4th again?" Jamie sighed "two days from now. It will be hard but can you wait just a couple more days?" Tate smirked, he wanted her now. "uh okay. i know we made a deal but i really just wanted to kept myself from thinking about other things.. such as Violet. I feel terrible for what i done, she must hate me" "oh my god!" Jamie gasped; she had forgotten to tell him to meet up with Violet in the basement. It wasn't too late though, she did say tomorrow. "she said she'd meet up with you Tate. the basement, didn't say when though" Tate sat up "i know when.." Jamie sat up too, wide eyed at his sudden mind reading skills. "midnight. When we first had our dates together i always got her to meet me at midnight." Jamie smiled. "well if you say so..." a part of her found the fact that she wanted to meet at midnight fishy but who was she to be suspicious. There were a large amount of ghosts that liked to go down to the basement and be alone, maybe Violet and Tate's only time they'd be alone to have a proper talk would be at midnight. She couldn't help but wonder though.. On the one hand Violet was her best friend, why should she worry. Then on the other hand Jamie had practically taken Tate from her. Even though she wasn't with him? either way she decided she would be eves dropping on them, make sure nothing out of the ordinary went on. Ghosts or not they're still teenagers, Jamie is also one herself. This 'talk' was going to go one of two ways.
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It had just hit 11:30. Violet had barely said two words to Jamie all day which only made her worry even more. Although she must have seen her numerous times throughout the day not once did Violet acknowledge her. If that wasn't strange enough even Tate was being weirdly distant. She was been in bed and had been eating very little but surely one of them could have came up to check on her? Especially Tate. He had promised to look after her but she just assumed maybe he had other things on his mind. Like Violet? But then what was her excuse. She sighed as she got rolled up her IPod and placed it in her bedside cabinet. Not before she could gasp at what else was in it though.. Extra strength 6 pack. She picked the box up and examined it further, her eyes were still a tad hazy from lack of sleep; condoms! fucking condoms!. How the hell..
She had lots of questions but now they were going to have to wait, time was passing by ever so quickly; it was now 11:45. It didn't matter to Jamie though, it wasn't as if anyone would see her. Mum and Cole were snoring away and she had been here long enough to know that MOST of the ghosts usually just kept to themselves to themselves. Jamie wore on an old sleeveless Nirvana t-shirt, just kept on her pajama bottoms but slipped on a pair of oldish plimsolls; comfort was what she needed right now. All set and ready she made her way, with a slow pace downstairs. The house was in utter silence which wasn't normal but she figured she must have been right about the ghosts keeping to themselves. She shrugged as she walked cautiously into the basement and hid behind one of the tall shelves. Patiently waiting for Tate and Violet to arrive.
She never waited for long, first to arrive was Tate. He was pacing up and down, he had every right to be nervous, Violet hadn't been entieraly clear what she wanted out of this time alone. Yes she had wanted to sort things out between her and Tate but why now? that was the only thing playing on her mind. By the looks of Tate's shifty behavior she knew he was wondering it to.
Finally, about 5 minute later (12 on the dot) Violet walked down the steps and stood on the last step gazing at Tate who had now stopped pacing and look longingly into her eyes. Jamie couldn't help but feel a little jealous but she snapped herself out of the thought when they started speaking. "Hey Tate. Glad you could make it." Tate looked up, she wasn't sure but it looked to Jamie like he was conflicted about something. "yeah Vi.. i knew it was midnight you wanted to meet up." he took a small gulp before continuing "I've missed meeting you down here.. heck, ive missed you altogether." Violet walked closer while nodding "i know Tate. I know" she gently placed her hand on his cheek as they both looked into each others eyes. "You know how on that night i broke up with you i said i couldn't forgive you Tate?" Tate frowned as he slowly moved her hand away, expecting it be the worst.
"i think i have forgave you. My parents would kill me Tate but i can't help but keep myself from you.." there was a few minutes silence; everyone was trying to take in what was going on including Jamie. "what what.." Tate muttered, he knew he should feel overjoyed but a part of him was just numb. "..what about Jamie?" he managed to squeeze out just as Violet leaned in for a kiss. The kiss lasted not longer than two seconds when Violet roughly pulled away "Jamie? yeah Jamie.. shes my friend, She'll get over you Tate. I'll get her through it, you wont have to tell her" Tate stepped back, his horrific expression worried a hopeful Violet; "what. you actually love her? Tate you told me i was your only light, look. I'm aching for you here.. i don't know why you aren't on your knees thanking me.." Tate shook his head "Violet c'mon. You know you mean the whole goddamn word to me. but.. Jamie and i have gotten close" he began tugging at his hair "After all this time.. you decided to forgive me now? why? is it because i was once again happy and you wanna ruin that for me. Jamie is your friend and not only are you betraying her by all this you are fucking with my frickin feelings too" Violet shrugged "Tate not atal. Jamie is my best friend, my only friend... i just still love you is all" Tate couldn't help but notice how amazingly gorgeous Violet still looked under the dim basement light. How her hair flowed with no creases and always without a doubt was silky smooth to the touch, even in death. He may still be conflicted but in that moment he couldn't control himself... he pushed Violet against a wall and started kissing her all over, not missing any square inch of her upper body.
Jamie felt her heart drop into her stomach. She felt her whole world had collapsed right in front of her.. she rubbed her hands harshly across her now partly healed scars and knew soon they'd be meeting the razor once again. Sweat was dripping from her as she silently sobbed; she turned away from them both and fell to the ground hurting her partially healed back in the process the build up of anger and tears only made her real physical pain worse. The two people she could reply on the most were abusing her trust and loyalty right in front of her.
After a very pleasurable make out session both Violet and Tate gave piercing smirks to one and other. Jamie found the last ounce of strength she had in her to storm out from the shadows to a shocked Violet and Tate. "well i hope yous two are happy! i'll just leave you two alone to continue whatever it is that's going to happen next.. i don't care anymore, do what you like. Just none of you speak to me or come near me or my family EVER again." After saying her peace she marched up the stairs. she heard Tate's desperate pleads for her to turn back but she kept to her guns and made her way straight for her razor stash; she had not cut for at least a week but now, ironically because of Tate (again) she was going to make more deeper cuts than ever before.
DONE
please keep reading things do get better. Jamie's birthday party is the main focus in the next chapter and there's a nice surprise.
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