Lipstick Stain

Chapter 8

Tate and I played cards on the floor like we used to.

It's crazy if you think about it.

I don't know how you can describe mine and tate's situation.

He only came back a few hours ago and it's kinda weird but good at the same time?

I don't know if I can forgive him for the things he caused two years ago. I'm still thinking.

We get interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come in" I say in a louder tone so the person behind the door hears it.

The door opens and there's ryan.

"Oh I didn't want to interrupt you, guys"

"No problem." I chuckle "we were done playing anyway"

I can't really figure out tate's face expression. I guess it's weird for him that ryan's here.

Me and ryan are kinda close. We hang out sometimes and tease each other most of the time.

It's good to actually have a friend in this house.

"so what's up?" I ask him.

"Can we talk for a second?"

"Sure" I look at tate "I'll be right back"

Tate nodded without looking at me. Okay then.

I walk out with ryan and we sit down on the stairs.

"So?"

"Who is he?" He asks.

"That's why you brought me out of there?" I chuckle.

"You wanted to tell me who he was earlier and I'm bored right now"

"Okay okay, umm it's kinda weird to explain" I say.

"Why?"

"A lot happened. I didn't see him for two years. Oh and his name is tate" I answer.

"Wait..so he's human? Like alive human? Because you said you didn't see him for years" he said amazed.

"No no, he's like us. He died in this house also. Remember what I told you when you first died?" I ask him.

"Hmm.. Well you talk a lot so.."

I playfully hit his arm and smile.

He chuckles "I was joking but let me think... Oh you mean with that thing with go away?"

"Exactly. I told him to go away, that's why I didn't see him." I say.

"Oh, well why did you say it?"

You murder people tate!

Why would I do that?

I don't know, why did you rape my mother?

"Vi?"

"Huh?  Oh. Sorry, I just thought about something." I tell him.

"Hey I don't wanna pressure you. If you don't wanna talk about him then- -"

I interrupt him "No, it's okay. He did some terrible things and I couldn't take it anymore. He wasn't the guy I... fell in love with.."

"Wait.. You guys dated?" He was kinda shocked.

I nodded "mhm"

"What terrible things did he do?"

"I - I don't think I'm ready to talk about that.." I say.

Ryan puts his arm around me "it's okay. You can tell me when you feel ready."

I smile "thanks." I hug him.

"I should go back, he's probably wondering where I am." I say.

"Yea, have fun... I guess"

I walk along the hallway and open my door.

"Hey" I say.

Tate sits on my bed "hi.. You were gone for long."

"Uh yea sorry about that." I walk to the end of my bed.

"What did you guys do?" He asks me.

"We just talked"

"Mhm" he didn't look at me.

"Is something wrong?" I ask him.

He looked pissed "I saw his hand around your shoulder."

"You were spying on me?"

"I wasn't spying. I just looked after you."

Excuse you?

"Same thing! You can't just do that!" I say pissed.

He stands up "You like him, don't you!"

"What?!"

"Just say it, violet!" He shouts.

"Don't fucking shout at me!" I slap his chest.

He takes my hands "stop it."

"No! Don't touch me!" I say as I pull away.

We stand across from each other and I look away from him.

There's silence for a few minutes untill tate breaks it "Violet, I'm sor- -"

I interrupt him "just get out, okay?"

I walk over to my bed and don't look at the door but I can hear it shut open and close.

Tate left the room.