AUTHORS NOTE: I listened to Christina Perri- Sea of Lovers whilst writing this, so you should listen to it whilst reading to get the jist of it :)

-TATES POV-

'ANSWER THE FUCKING DOOR!' I screamed, banging on the Harmon residence's door for the 50th time.

I was crying, like the little bitch I am. I couldn't stand the look on Violet's face when she told me to stay away.. why didn't I run after her sooner?! Why didn't I fucking think?!

The door swung open and to no surprise, it wasn't Violet to meet me with a warm smile and a hug.. it was Evan.

'Where the fuck are Vivien and Ben? Hell, more importantly where is Violet?!' I rushed, trying not to blubber all over the place.

'Mr and Mrs Harmon are out. As for Violet, she isn't here.' Evan announced calmly.

'Well then where is she?!' I sobbed, leaning against the wall.. my heart hurt. It wasn't long before I let the darkness take over any humanity I had left inside of me.

'You're too late Langdon.. When I say she isn't here.. I mean she is no longer here.. with your kind' He whispered in response.

'My kind? what the hell do you mean? What the fuck, I have no time for games. Evan get out of my way I need to see her!' I cried, smacking my head on the wall. I didn't feel pain, I didn't feel anything.

'The living' He whispered

'Your kind.. your kind is the living' Evan shot back, he seemed amused. How was this even funny in the slightest?

'You're crazy. Violet is with my kind, shes living I was with her under an hour ago, no

'What are you talking about now?' I asked, I was getting angry. 'would you just move!' I growled

'It takes a couple of seconds to swallow enough pills.' Evan whispered, opening the door wide enough for me to run through.

I sprinted past him, right up to Violets door.. no music.. nothing.. it was silent.

'It takes a couple of seconds to swallow enough pills..' I repeated slowly, opening the door.

'No!' I cried out, falling onto my knees as the door swung open.. Violet was lay there, on her rug.. still.. motionless.

I instantly jumped back up and pulled Violet up, my hands under her arm pits for support.

'DONT YOU DIE ON ME VIOLET!' I sobbed, pulling her towards the closest bathroom. 'DONT YOU DIE' I screamed, my tears smacking the floor like bullets to flesh.

'DONT YOU DIE ON ME' I repeated, sitting in the bathtub in a cold embrace with the girl I loved and I never got to tell.

I turned on the shower and penetrated her throat with my fingers. She had to throw these pills up, she had to!

'VIOLET' I cried, my tears now stinging my eyes. If she left me.. I was gone.. I was gone.

I lay in the bath with her cold corpse for hours.. I didn't know how to react.. how to respond.. I was lost.. Violet was gone and I could only blame myself.

'Dude get out of the bathtub' Evan suddenly announced, it still didn't make me jump. I was numb, nothing could hurt me anymore.

When I didn't respond I knew it made him antsy but I couldn't care less. My nose was still nuzzled in Violets hair, my arms were still wrapped around her petite figure. I was in hell but at least I was with her.

'I said get out of the bath man, jesus!' Evan repeated, appearing behind me and pulling me backwards.

'Get the fuck off of me you asshole' I growled, but I stepped out of the bath anyway.

'Its not the end of the world Langdon, She got what she wanted.. with all that Plath she was reading I was surprised she didn't stick her head in the oven' He chuckled lightly.

I snapped. I spun around and smacked Evan against the wall.

'You were here, you're always fucking here, you could have stopped her! You were like a brother to her don't you give a shit?!' I sobbed, a new lump forming in my throat.

Evan laughed a little bit before he decided to respond. 'Langdon you're pretty strong for a broken boy' He murmured.

I scoffed and let him drop to the floor. Im sick of people taking the piss, I'm sick of people who think they're better than others.. I know what I need to do.

'Where are you going dont you want to see her?!' I heard Evan yell as I sprinted down the stairs.

I ran straight into my house and up to my room. I had no intention of putting up with Constance bullshit right now.

'Ugh!' I screamed, knocking everything over from the top of my drawers. Fuck everything. I hated everyone and everything right now.

I sat at my desk and pulled out a package.. its been a long time since I've done this but I have no fucking choice, I need to stop thinking.

I broke down the meth into lines and snorted them up quickly and easily.. now the fun begins.

-30 MINUTES LATER-

'Can I help you?' Mrs. Grimaldi asked as I swung open the door.

My sweat was making my grip on the gun lose and anticipating.. It was going to happen.

I pulled up my gun and shot. I just.. shot. My face didn't change.. It was cold.. hard.

I heard screams, people were terrified.. good. I patrolled the corridor until I came to the library.

I dont know why I was whistling kill bill, it seemed relevant.

Ugh, people tried locking the door are they fucking stupid?!

I cocked my gun and walked through the library, I could hear people whimpering.. they fucking shouldn't be. They should be happy, I'm going to take away the pain from their lives, I'm going to take them away from this rotting carcass they call home.. I'm taking them somewhere better. Thats when I saw her.. Stephanie Boggs.

'Do you believe in god?' I asked teasingly as she cowered behind a case of books. She looked sad.. Maybe she should be sad. Maybe she should suffer the way Evan suffered.. Maybe her death would kick Peter Boggs right in the face.

'Y..Yes' She whimpered, her hands cupping her knees as she rocked ever so slightly.

I stared for a couple seconds more before pulling the trigger. Next client.

Chloe fucking Stapleton.

'You!' I hissed, pointing my gun in her direction, motioning to a nearby place. 'You fucking bitch get up' I growled.

'Leave her alone man! Why are you doing this!' Kyle pleaded, jumping infront of me. I scoffed and decided to let him finish whatever he wanted to say. Famous last words, I suppose.

'Dude you are our star! star of the fucking track team man! We need you, the school needs you Tate' He forced out. I could see he was scared.. he always acted strong but really he was a fucking pussy boy.

'I mean, dude I tried to get rid of that Harmon bitch for you today, so you would see the big pointer here! the fucking trophies man!' He cheered slightly, still whimpering.

'Wrong.' I snapped, realising he was the one who terrorised Violet today.

~bang~

'Kyle!' Chloe cried out as he hit the floor.

'Get up.' I growled, repeating the motion from earlier.. she obliged.

'Tate please' she sobbed, piss running down her leg.

'You ruined everything, do you know that?' I whispered, refusing to look her in the eyes. does that make me a coward?

'Ho..how?' She asked, her voice as small as a mouses.

'That fucking text you bitch. Violet saw it.' I screamed, tears forming in my eyes remembering everything.. remembering her.

'I'm sorry!' She cried.

'Not good enough.' I whispered heavily, raising my gun and pulling the trigger as I stared at the floor.

I ignored everybody else.. I just shot. I counted.. I counted 5 kids that I killed in that library.

-30 MINUTES LATER-

'Fuck' I panted as I reached Violet's house for the second time.

I looked around, her parents still aren't here.. good.

The police would be here soon, I didn't have enough time.

I sprinted up the stairs to Violet's room and collapsed on her bed.

'Why' I screamed, throwing the gun at the end of the bed.. still in reaching distance.

'Why what' I heard a soothing voice question, the bed suddenly got heavier.

I turned my head and saw Violet.. my Violet..

'The coke is fucking with my head. This can't be happening..' I whispered, tears running marathons down my cheeks.

Then I remembered.. Ghosts.. she explained the whole ghost thing but not clear enough.. is she a ghost now? is she actually here?

'You took coke?!' She exclaimed

'You committed suicide.' I whispered.

'Oh yeah..' She replied slowly.

'Oh yeah' I repeated, scoffing heavily. Why doesn't she seem to be going ballistic about this?

'Tate I'm sorry.. I'm sorry that this hurt you but you have to get on with your life' She sulked, it clearly pained her to say that.

'You were my life, Vi' I whispered.

'Tate.. I..' She stuttered

I spun my head towards the window as I heard police sirens raging down the street. I took no second hesitation and grabbed at the gun at the end of the bed.

'Everyone comes back right? I love you Violet Harmon' I rushed, shoved the gun to the roof of my mouth.. and shot.