Hey guys! Sorry this chapter took so long, but to make it up to you something in this chapter happened that a lot of people have been asking for!

Chapter 13:

Zoe went to apologise to Constance the next morning.

When Zoe had first discovered Constance she had made it a mission for herself to avoid her. She did not need any more evil people involved in her life. But upon finding out that Constance was Tate's mother she would have taken any excuse to go and interrogate her.

Maybe it was Constance's supposed evilness that caused Tate to go crazy. Or maybe he was just born like that.

Kyle said he wanted to go look round the house while she talked to Constance. She said he could through her teeth. It would probably be good for Constance to see him again, but whenever Zoe thought about Kyle going into that house alone she shuddered. But she wouldn't refuse him. She wouldn't argue with him on anything.

Zoe knocked on Constance's door ready to find her hysterical, but when Constance opened the door she look calm and collected. She was holding a little blond boy by the arm. He looked like Tate.

"Thought you'd be back" Constance said, gesturing for her to come in.

They sat at the kitchen table while the little boy sat on the bench playing on his Nintendo. Constance lit herself a cigarette. Zoe thought how bad it was for the little boy.

"You want one?" Constance offered, nudging the pack over to her.

Zoe shook her head.

"So, you're Tate's mother?" Zoe blurted.

"Barely" Constance snorted. "That little shit doesn't know how lucky he is to have a mother like me. But that doesn't matter. I have that little fella' now."

Zoe turned her attention to the boy. "Is that your son?"

"No." Constance replied. "He's Tate's."

Zoe's eyes snapped back to Constance's.

"Who was the mother?" Zoe demanded. "Was it Violet? –I mean, the girl who looks like me?"

"Oh honey" Constance said, bending her head back in laughter. "No. It was her mother's child."

Zoe remembered her conversation with Violet and felt her blood run cold.

She simply couldn't understand how someone could do something so evil and come out off it like Tate had. Tate was fine; he hadn't been hurt at all. How was that fair? He was just left to sit there and destroy more lives with his senseless cruelty. This little boy was proof of that.

Tate was evil. There was no questioning it at this point: he was evil... and Zoe had just let Kyle go in there alone.

She stood up and darted out of the room, not bothering to thank Constance.

. . .
Kyle thought the house smelled of meat.

He wasn't complaining, though. He was happy just to be there. Zoe had been keeping him cooped up in that motel room since he got there like he was some prisoner. They had talked about it and she agreed to his coming. He hated that. That she had to agree to his coming like she was his mother.

But then they had talked about it. It was resolved now... but for some reason Kyle wasn't feeling much better.

He clumsily made his way up the stairs of the meat-smelling house, but once he got to the top he caught movement in the corner of eye. He jerked to the left to see what seemed to be a mirror image of him. But then the mirror image took a step forward. And another.

"Well, what have we here?" Tate muttered, studying his doppelganger. "I was wondering when I was gonna get to meet my one. It's not fair that Violet gets to have all the fun."

Kyle blinked. He had no idea how to respond to that. But lucky for him, he didn't have to. The sound of a door slamming startled Kyle and Tate enough to make them both jump. Zoe was up the stairs faster than you could read this sentence.

"Kyle! No!" She yelped, wedging herself in between them. Both males looked at her strangely. "You have to stay away from him! He's crazy!"

For a moment Tate looked hurt. More than hurt: shattered. And then he was gone. Poof. He just disappeared into thin air. Kyle felt sorry for him despite himself. He looked down at Zoe expecting to see a look of malice and hate on her face, but all that was there was nothing but sheer panic. A tear slipped out from the corner of her eye.

"Zoe!" Kyle exclaimed, pulling her into him. He felt her arms wrap around him tightly as if she never wanted to let go. She placed her chin on his shoulder.

"He's a monster, Kyle" she sobbed. Kyle smoothed her hair and shushed her, not entirely sure what had just happened.

. . .

They headed home after that. On the ride back Zoe explained what had happened trying to keep any emotion from her tone. When they arrived back at the motel she told him to go in ahead on her because she had a phone call to make.

"Myrtle?" Zoe called into her cell phone.

"Oh my dearest girl! How lovely it is to hear from you!" Myrtle cooed. "How is your amazing matchmaking quest going?"

Zoe didn't feel quite up to dealing with Myrtle's cheerful small talk today.

"I need you to get rid of the hex." Zoe demanded.

Silence.

"I told you that is impossible..." Myrtle said.

"Yeah, but this is magic! There is a loophole for everything!" She cried.

"Not this" Myrtle said, grimly.

"There has to be! Myrtle, you don't understand! I can't get these people back together. He is a monster and she is broken. He broke her! So, you have to help me. Please, Myrtle!" she pleaded.

"My dear I'm sorry, but it-" Myrtle began.

"FUCK!" Zoe shouted, throwing her phone at the ground.

Zoe began to scream. She screamed and screamed and screamed till she lost her voice. Then, she finally gave up and just leant her head against the dashboard and cried.

I hope you enjoyed that. For those people who are missing Violet she will definitely be in the next chapter. And hey your reviews keep me going so drop me one of those? Pretty please with blood and guts on top? Anyways, thanks for reading!