A/N: So this is a quick one-shot under my collection Tainted Pure where it is disjointed segments consisting of solely dialogue between Tate and Violet. It is canon. I dedicate it to missmaggiemaybe who has been a profoundly supportive fan and I cannot thank her enough for being so kind.

Whisper

"I know you're here."

"You always do."

"I always know when you're here because you're never not here."

"Can you blame me for wanting to be around you?"

"I guess I can't, but I can and do blame you for lots of things."

"I know."

"Do you care?"

"Of course."

"I doubt that."


"Can't you leave me alone for ten fucking minutes?"

"Sorry."

"You don't mean it. You never mean anything you say."

"How can you say that when you don't give me a chance to prove it? You've already convinced yourself that I cannot truly be sorry, but then why do I say anything at all?"

….

"Take your pathetic sorry and shove it up your ass."


"What are you looking at?"

"Your son."

"Why are you watching him?"

"I wanted to see if he would kill the new gardener your bitch of a mother hired. He is giving her the evil eye and she doesn't put her shears out of reach."

"What do you think?"

"I give it about three days, five max. He has poor impulse control just like you."


"Do you want to play cards?"

"Only if you stop following me around."

"Okay."

"I mean it, Tate."


"Did you hear the sirens last night?"

"Apparently he murdered the gardener just like I said. He didn't even last forty eight hours."

"You don't sound surprised."

"Should I be? He is your son."


"Double word score. Suck on that, Lord Byron!"

"Crap."

"It's not fun getting beat at your own game, now is it?"

"If I'm going to get beat, I'd rather it be by you."

"I'd rather you not have a game to play at all."


"Goddamnit, Tate, ever hear of knocking?"

"Well, I wasn't expecting you to be doing that!"

"Shut up, the only reason you came in is because you knew I was trying to get off and your perverted self wanted to watch and try to play."

"No–"

"I'm not sure which way I want to torture you. I could send you away and make you miss the show. Or I could make you stay, but not touch."

"Vi –"

"Or I could call Travis and make you watch us."

"NO!"

….

"I've made my decision. Get the fuck out."


"Vi, I'm –"

"No, don't say it."

"But –"

"Don't. I don't think I could bear it if you say those two fucking words one more time. I've heard them enough to last an eternity."

….


"What are you reading?"

"Anna Karenina."

"Why?"

"Are you seriously asking that question? You know perfectly well why."

"You're right. I do."

"So why did you ask in the first place?"

"Because I was hoping that you would say we're different from Anna and Vronsky, that we will not have their tragic ending."

"Did I miss something? We already did."

"Maybe we could start again."

….

"Maybe."


A/N: Short and sweet. Reviews make me happy!