TATE
Why does she keep pushing me away? I know she thinks I did bad things, but it wasn't my fault. It's the house. It drives everyone crazy. Dr. Montgomery, Larry's family, and even Patrick.
It started slowly, with dreams of killing. First animals, then people. It started with me waking up, and painting my face like a skull. Then I would put two badly hidden guns in my backpack and leave for school. The rest...I would go into the school and kill everyone in sight.
The day I actually did it was just like the dreams. I didn't even know it was reality until the SWAT team burst into my room and shot me. And then I was dead. Just like that. My cocksucking mother moved into the house next door, and I was left to make friends with the haunts of the house.
It was a pretty pitiful existence. All I did was think about what I did. And then it started happening again. The voices. I couldn't help it. I hate myself for it.
It was the worst possible existence. Until I met Violet...
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Violate
FanfictionTate did terrible things to many people, including Violet and her family. The thing is, he never wanted to do any of those things. It was the house that drove him mad. Now he is worried that the same thing is happening to Violet. He tries to be her...
