"Violet I'm tired leave me alone." Tate said as Violet pulled on his arm. "But its Halloween! We only get out of this place one night a god damned year and you're tired? You're a ghost Tate you can't even be tired." Violet said. Tate slowly got up from the couch and Violet squealed with joy "You're new to this. Halloween gets boring the more years you experience it and it's just easier to stay here than to run far and then have to coop yourself up again." Violet rolled her eyes "C'mon lets go have a smoke, I haven't been to the beach since last Halloween and it's my favorite place, Tate." Tate's eyes went soft as he looked at her. No matter how hard he tried he could never say no to her. That would mean making her sad, hurting Violet was the last thing he wanted to do. He smiled and opened the door. "After you." Tate said with a small grin exposing his perfect dimples as he bowed his head. The walk to the beach was really long but neither of them minded. They were finally out of the murder house and they felt free. Violet spotted some teen boys throwing eggs at a house and streaming toilet paper across the trees. Tate called out "Hey knock it off!" and the boys started throwing eggs at him. He was just about to go at them but he felt Violets had on his shoulder and he knew to stop himself. She pulled out her pocket knife out of her back pocket and smirked devilishly at Tate "Let's give them a show." Tate didn't reply he only called out to the boys "Help!" As Violet slid the knife down his throat and blood gushed out of his neck. Violet gave the boys a smirk and then slit her own throat as well. That's when the boys ran bolting in all directions to get away from Violet. As soon as the boys were gone Violet and Tate sat up and started laughing like crazy as Tate pulled Vi into a kiss "I like Halloween a lot more with you."