The next day was always the same as the others, everyone forgot, he forgot, that's just how it works. I tell him and we would connect but he still would forget anyway. Was that our punishment? To be here among the living continuously forgotten as if we don't matter? I laid there on the ground next to the bush where the photos were buried. I needed him to have the picture.
"Why don't you just let this go and focus on harassing Steph?" The blonde haired girl said as she appeared next to me wearing shades that hid her eye-sockets.
"I love him Carrie. You don't just let love go." I said and she scoffed, drawing closer towards my face.
"You don't know what love is.." She went to continue but the sounds of gun shots and screaming began to fill the air and a strong sudden panic began to fill me causing me to jump up and run towards the school. The twins appeared in the hallway as I ran towards the sound of gun fire that lead to the library.
"You don't wanna go in there." They said.
However, I ignored them and before I went in another 4 shots went off. The sight was all too familiar, blood and bodies everywhere, left over shock and fear still poured out from them.
"She's dead." I said in shock as I watched him walk away from Steph's lifeless body, and the sudden pull I felt was gone I felt no heaviness nor bitterness, just desperation to be near. "Tate?" I looked at the male who was dressed in black and sorrow, his mysterious emotion was now crystal clear. It was so terrifying, seeing him like this, he was a monster eyes black as night. The moment he saw me he lifted up one of the shot guns.
"I came to set you free." He said monotone as he pulled the trigger, and although I felt the pain and stinging, pulsing heat sensation, I still walked towards him the shock on his face was so adorable and once I was near him, the chain of pictures appeared in my hand, all of the pictures where gone except for mine. I didn't understand what that meant but I now had the picture and could give it to my beloved savior, so I did.
"Free me." He took hold of the picture in confusion and the desperation within grew, it grew so much it was painful and I screamed in agony, and then fear began to consume me, a panic that I have never felt before. I couldn't take it so I threw myself into the male's arms and it vanished, everything I was feeling vanished, he fell into my arms crying in tears as he held me closely and my heart began to swell.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt anyone." He was so innocent so child like. "I'm not a monster. I saved them." His tears began to pour harder and his crying more frantic.
"Shhh... Don't be sorry, what you did was good." I don't know what caused me to say this, but I needed him to smile. "Your not a monster your a savior. Shh.. don't cry anymore you don't need to cry I'm with you and I'll always be with you."
He began to cry more and more. Eventually he stopped and once he did we left that terrible place.
"Are you an Angel?" He asked as he sat on his bed, and I stood there staring at his face. "Umm... Yes." I lied again, I couldn't understand why, but I just wanted to please him. "Yes I am."
He blinked before getting up in a complete rage, throwing things everywhere and crying. "Where were you?!" He roared and I was so startled that I fell to the floor. "Where were you?!" He shouted again now sitting down in front of me in tears and it broke my heart to the point of me crying, and we sat there, crying and crying for hours.
"TATE!" A woman's voice rang followed by some foots steps, he didn't say anything just got up and went to the bathroom. I could hear the water start as she slammed through the door. "Tate! Where are you?!" I didn't know what to do, so I sat there in a panic. "Who are yo-"
"Who's what?" Tate interrupted coming out of the bathroom and down the hall with only a towel covering his waist.
"Who is this gi- wait where did she go?" Tate didn't respond and I was curious to why she was no longer able to see me, but still in to much panic to investigate.
"I must be going out of my mind." She said as she let out a deep sigh before running over to Tate and holding his face in her hands. "Tate what happened today, what did you do to him?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, Constance." His voice once again mono-toned as he walked away from her and back towards the exit giving a glance in my direction.
"THERE WHO IS THAT GIRL?!" Constance shouted stomping in my direction but once again Tate replied.
"Who?! You're going insane Lady." With that he was out the door and on his way to the bathroom again.
I couldn't help but notice the look of confusion on Constance face as she stared at me.
"Your one of them aren't you. Why don't you just leave my HOUSE!" She shouted in anger, but the desperation began to fill me again, the pain was so intense that I got up and ran towards the bathroom, busted through the door, closing and locking it behind me.
"I said don't know what your talking about!" Tate shouted but I didn't respond.
Sinking to the floor while trying to pace myself, at the same time thought of what happened today ran through my mind, the gunshots the desperation, I had to be near him or else.. the pain I felt was all to intense...
The sound of the timer pulled me out of my story, as the intense eye of Mr. Harmon examined me, causing a chuckle to be released from my lips.
"Ya' think I'm insane don't you?" I said resting my head on my knees as I put my journal to the side.
"I think.. you're incredible." He said not releasing his stare. "The amount of creativity you have is astonishing, to be able to take a real life horror story and turn it into your own. This story so far is fantastic, tell why does Ina feel so desperate to be near Tate? Where does that come from?" He asked and I had to think to myself a bit.
"Well, What kept her bonded to the school was the picture and since she had the picture afterward she was free to go where ever... I think it was the fact that she idolized him as her savior, so in some sick twisted way that bonded her to him.. and well since she herself was a monster she couldn't be saved from her punishment... and for refusing to believe otherwise, the thing she loved the most, her savior, will become the thing that will cost her the most terror, or well suffering."
He continued to look at me with bewilderment. "Have you shown this to Tate? I think he would love to see I-"
"No... I haven't when I asked to use his story I told him it was for a paper I was gonna read on Halloween... him being such a Narcissus.." Mr. Harmon laughed a bit.
"Honestly I think it would do you two some good to develop a relationship.. not romantic or anything..you would be surprised how powerful a friendship could be."
I couldn't help but let out a laugh, then a sigh. "So... what you're saying is.. you want a girl who kills her friends to befriend a boy who kills people he likes? What is this High school Murder Brawl?"
"I'm serious Ina, Tate could really benefit from reading 'Quite the suffering.'"
My first instinct was to run and give Tate my journal, but I knew I couldn't so I didn't, although the pain of desperation somehow grew more but by now I was use to it and after a while everything became numb... which somehow was worst.
"I'm sorry mistah H, I really can't." With that said he let out a sigh of disappointment.
"I understand and I know I shouldn't ask this of you but I have no one else.. would you please keep and eye on Violet for me? I mean I know you're a Senior bu-"
"I can't." I quickly stood and made my way to the exit and he followed bringing me my journal.
"Well, will you please tell me why you chose to make his mother Constance?"
I took my book from his hand and held it close to my chest. "I wanted Addie to be in the story."
"You're friends with Addie?"
"I answered your question." I scurried out of the room not giving any eye contact, but I could feel him near and it made me dizzy. Suddenly a panic began to climb up my throat, I didn't want to see him, I was almost out the door.
"Ina! Sweetheart come have some pie! Constance made it."
"Oh Vivien thanks but I real-" I stopped in my tracks then quickly walked backwards into the living room but right in front of me was Tate and Violet.
"I didn't know being in yard could be that fun." Violet said with sarcasm and Tate laughed, a genuine laugh and it almost broke me.
"Hey! Murder Mandy right?" Violet said pointing at me.
"Uhh...i-its Ina." I didn't give eye contact as Tate stared insistently. I could feel him picking at the situation and planning his next move.
"Huh.. Well why do they call you Mandy?" She asked taking a step closer and I quickly stepped back afraid Tate would follow her.
"Ya' know, short blonde bob, black head band, emotionless voice, aggressive."
"No I still don't get it." She said with a confused smile.
"Ina! Is that Violet? Bring her in, come have some pie!"
"Oo.. Come on." She said making her way past me and into the kitchen leaving me alone with Tate.
"Why can I see you?" He said and it startled me causing me to drop my journal and pictures of the friends I once had, and of him and myself fell out I quickly picked them all up and hid them away however he managed to snatched one of the ones of him and I. The panic I felt began to sooth sort of and it made me uneasy.
"Please give it back." I mumbled.
"Why can I see you?"
"Please, Tate." My voice grew more pathetic.
"Answer the question."
"You're late to see, Mistah H, do you want me to to tell him it was because you were trying to fuck Violet." I spat out with a sort of growl.
"You were always cute when you were jealous." He said sliding the picture into his pocket and making his way upstairs.
"Ina? You coming?!" Violet said and I made my way into the kitchen.
"I still don't get the Murder Mandy thing." She said Constance giving me an intense glare.
"Murder Mandy?" Viven asked taking a fork covered in pie and placing it into her own mouth.
"Mandy.. like from ' The grim adventures of Billy and Mandy."
"Ohhh..."
Constance gave out a hearty chuckle her voice a bit pitched. "Oh is that what they're calling you now?"
I didn't respond as the plate of pie was placed in front of me.
"There were other nicknames?" Violet ask and Constance answered.
"Were there? Oh lets see I remember, Bloody Mary, Black Dahlia, Ariel, Sally nail Knives, Jannet Ripper, Mrs Claws"
"Mrs. Claws?" Vivien said with a laugh and Violet smiled staring at her pie.
"I like Jannet Ripper." She said as I shoved my fork in my slice of pie.
"My favorite was always Black Dahlia." I said slowly bring the piece to my mouth.
"I think Murder Mandy is a rather funny one."Vivien said with a chuckle then taking a sip of her Tea.
"Well I must get going." Constance said grabbing her purse and house keys. "Nice to see you again N. ."
"You too, Mother dearest." She tensed at the name before walking out.
"Mother dearest?" Vivien asked after Constance left. "Like 'No wire hangers'?"
I giggled a bit before swallowing my piece and then nodding, Vivien simply cracking up.
"So did you really kill people?"
"Violet." Vivien snapped.
"Its fine, umm... Yes I did actually, or I've been told I caused people to kill themselves, however I still don't believe that."
"Why not, it's like mind control." Violet said shoving more pie into her mouth, and I scoffed.
" You believe mind control?" I questioned.
"Well why not? If people can believe in ghost I don't see how mind control is any less believable." The sound of Tate's voice interrupted and it caused me to flinch dropping my fork at the same time.
"Tate you're finished with your session?" Violet asked.
"Yup." I could feel him step closer and closer to my tense body, a thick sweat seeping from my pores. "Ariel was always my favorite, humorous."
"Thank you for the treat, but I really must go." I muttered out before turning around only to make the matters worse, I didn't realize how close he was, our lips inches apart before he let out a scoff, his eyes and every part of his soul mocked me.
"What are you gonna molest me now?" He said quietly so that the others wouldn't here.
"It's what I do best." I spat although it came out much more pathetic considering the fear built up inside. Afterward pushing my way past him. Another mistake... his touch sent me into pure bliss giving me an incredible strength, I would regret this later when experiencing the pain of 'withdraw' you could say.
"Ina wait!" Violet shouted after me, but I could a feel a wetness pour out of my nose and a panic rebuild. I ran for it bursting out the front door and ending up in the basement.