AN -Thanks to my reviewers! Told you the wait wouldn't be so long for the next one ;)

Tate-

I sat in my car with the window cracked, angrily smoking a cigarette. I was park on the same corner I picked Violet up the day before. I was a bit of a mess this morning. I got in a huge fight with the woman who thinks she's my mother. She told me that she made me an appointment to see Dr. Harmon; he was running a therapy office out of his house. I didn't want to go; I didn't want this to ruin anything between Violet and me. I know she sees a therapist, but seeing someone's dad is different. After leaving the house last night I speed off and went to the beach, I spent the night in the soft sand waking up early to sneak back in the house and get a change of clothes for school. Usually I wouldn't even bother with school but if Violet was going to be there so was I. I spotted Violet waking down the street, she was wearing black jeans and giant pull over sweater. The thing looking like it was swallowing her. She hitched her backpack high on her shoulders as I snuffed out my cigarette and honked at her. She looked up at me with a glare, and then softened her expression when she realized it was just me.

"Hey." She mumbled as she got into the passenger seat and I started the car up heading towards school. Yesterday's ride to school was silent so I decided to change that today and started the conversation.

"How was your first therapy appointment yesterday?" I asked and I watched her stiffen, clearly it was the wrong topic to bring up. I mentally slapped myself as she shrugged.

"Sucked, duh." She said and that was that. We didn't talk again and I was too nervous to talk again in case I fucked things up more. When we got to school she got out quickly without even a thanks today unlike yesterday. I ran a hand threw my hair and sighed, I knew it was my fault she was nervous around me. I broke the girl. I was tempted to punch a hole in my car window but stopped myself, Constance would kill me and I didn't feel like dealing with her today.

Violet-

I was so tired today, I couldn't sleep last night. Every time I closed my eyes I felt phantom hands ghosting over my body. I laid curled in my bed all night fighting sleep so I wouldn't have nightmares. My dad was pissed about the way I acted towards Hayden, apparently so told him I was being difficult and he told me if I didn't try harder he was just going to send me to a mental hospital and be done with it. The piece of shit didn't even have the gall to look me in the eyes. My mother sat next to me crying, begging me to try because she loved me and didn't want me to leave. My father looked like he could give a shit about me anymore. At this point I didn't give a shit about me anymore. I tried as hard as I could with Hayden, I just met her what did she want from me. I was being forced to see her three times a week; thankfully my next appointment wasn't until tomorrow. I feel asleep in almost every class and jumped awake with every bell. I was a nervous wreck today and I felt like my stomach was going to eat it felt with nerves. Gym was practically bad when a snotty girl named Leah saw the bruises on my arms and legs and started calling me a whore and a slut. I didn't say anything as a group of them pointed at me and snickered to themselves. The old me would have punched her in the face but I couldn't bring myself to do it. After gym was my last class of the day, the only class Tate was in. He was sitting in the back of the class again and as soon as he saw me he broke out into a goofy grin, I couldn't help but grin back as I took my seat next to him.

"Hey." He said casually and I smiled back as he ran a hand threw his hair and started picking at his lip.

"What's your plan for after school?" He asked right as the bell rang. I didn't get a chance to answer as the teacher started in with his lesson. I pulled out a piece of note book paper and started writing on it.

'Not much, you?' I pushed the paper towards him and he took it and read it and started replying quickly. He slid it back a minute later and I took and it looked down.

'Same, maybe we can hang out and listen to some music or something?' He had written and my stomached twisted thinking about hanging out with him. So far he had proven to be a nice guy, but I was still so wary of all men that my brain was screaming the word NO at me. I picked up the charm on my necklace and started sliding it back and forth on its chain thinking about what I should do. I was lonely as shit and it might be nice to have someone to talk to. But I still didn't know who hurt me the first day we moved in and that made me so nervous I couldn't breathe. Maybe invite him to hang out at my house knowing my parents will be home and keep the door somewhat opened? Normally I would never want to hang out at my house but I didn't know if any of his family would be home and I didn't want to take the risk of being in a house alone with him just yet.

'Sure, you can come over my house after school.' I slid the paper back and watched him grin at the paper as he read it.

'Sound good.' He slid the paper back one more time and I smiled back at him as I put the paper back into my bag and started paying attention to the teacher.

Tate-

The class dragged on forever, to the point I was sure the clock was broken. But finally the bell rang and I was out of my seat like a flash, I was beyond happy that Violet agreed to hang out with me. We walked through the halls together towards the parking lot. I caught a whisper of someone saying 'the physco and the slut.' I stop and turned and looked at the fucker who said that. I didn't give a shit about being called a physco but did he just call Violet a slut?

"What did you say?" I barked at the kid and he looked at his friends who were slowly leaving his side. They were scared of me, I didn't blame them. I got suspended last year for writing on the bathroom wall that I was going to shoot up the school. I wasn't allowed back until I was released from a mental hospital and was doing well in therapy. I did what was told and then started blowing it off after the school didn't care anymore. The guy shrunk away from me as Violet pulled on my arm.

"Come on Tate he's just a stupid guy." She whispered to me and I glared at him, telling him with my eyes it wasn't over. He looked scared as shit and I was glad, he should be. I turned back to Violet and we continued walking, not a word coming from anyone in the hallway.

"What the fuck, why would they call you that they don't even know you!" I was ranting and raving all the way to my car while Violet was silent next to me. Violet didn't say anything as I started my car and tore out of the school trying to make a point.

"During gym this girl Leah saw some bruises on my arms and legs and jumped to the conclusion that I got them from fucking someone." She shrugged and looked out the window away from me.

"Fuck that bitch, seriously Violet she shouldn't even talk she fucked half the basketball team last year." Fucking bitch was going to get it, talking about my Violet like that. Who did she think she was? It also tore me up inside knowing that she only had those bruises because of me.

AN- Ending here, next chapter will most likely start in Violets room with them hanging out. I also might do a time jump of maybe a month or so. I wanted to show what happened to Violet and Tate trying to make up for it and then I want them to be better friends, I have lots of ideas once they know each other better. So anyone have any ideas how Violet should find out that it was Tate that raped her? I have two that I am going back and forth with, but I was wondering what you guys wanna see!