It had been almost exactly a week since the night that Violet came in crying and cuddling Tate while he was 'asleep'

Tate sat in front of the window staring blankly out of the window but he needed the toilet and remembered that as a downside, you technically don't need to eat when your dead but you can and if you do you will have to go to the toilet still, he walked out of his and Vi's room and walked into the bathroom forgetting to knock

He then looked up when he heard metal dropping on the floor "fuck, Vi I'm sorr-" he cut himself off ignoring that the girl was only in a towel "Stop that why are you cutting?" He sighed "you promised me Vi"

She just stood there quietly, he grabbed her wrist wiping his thumb over the wound making it disappear "there isn't even a point to doing it... your dead its not gonna do anyth-" she suddenly connected her lips to his and he kissed back but she let her towel drop and pulled him closer, Tate pulled himself away with tears in his eyes

"No Vi, you aren't properly forgiving me, I don't want to be hurt again and i don't want you to get hurt either okay, your parents need to forgive me first and thats going to take a while but you can't all hate me for eternity..." Tate wiped his eyes then walked out

Violet wanted to kill herself and not be stuck in the house forever but thats the way it goes and she didn't want to love Tate anymore, she knows she can't forgive him properly unless her parents have forgiven him

Tate went into the attic, turned on the light and went over to the corner as he cried

"Beau?" He called out as he sat down

The small red ball rolled into his leg

"Not now Beau... your big brother needs a hug" Tate said sniffling afterwards

His chain began to rattle and Tate then felt his little brothers head lean on his shoulder and Beau wrapped his arms around Tate

Tate broke out into full sobs

"They think I'm psycho" he cried out

"I didn't kill those kids for no reason and plus i was on drugs too and i regret that!" He cried harder, he turned to face his brother and he began to cry too....

"I remember some parts of it" he sighed wiping his eyes

"I was mad at mum and Larry that murderer... because mum got him to kill... someone that i loved a lot even though they were a bit troubled" Tate decided not to say because Beau was never told that he is dead "anyway, they did something that made me very angry and upset... so the next day i woke up and i was determined to kill Larry for what he did but i was afraid and i didn't want to do it but i was determined to do it because the person he killed didn't deserve that... so i did some drugs cocaine is the only one i remember and then somehow i ended up at Larry's office with fuel and a lighter... so i lit him on fire but then i thought i did get all those guns ready... what a waste, was what i was thinking so i decided that if the innocent person Larry killed didn't deserve a life... then none of these other kids do..." Tate cried harder "it was the drugs! I only meant to kill Larry i swear!!" Tate hugged his little brother long and dearly "you were so young, defend less and innocent" Tate breathed shakily into Beau's shoulder

"Give me a reason for why you raped me" Vivian said walking into the attic as Beau disappeared out of Tate's arms

"Or do you not have one?" Vivian spoke calmly

"No no... i do" Tate sniffled and wiped his eyes

Vivian sat down in front of the troubled boy and waited for him to begin

"Uhm... you know Nora?"

Viv nodded

"Well when i was young... my dad left and mum didn't pay much attention to me, so mum was drinking and i remember playing with my truck when i was pretty little and i found the basement... i thought i could find some cool ways to play with my truck so i dropped it down the stairs and it kept rolling and went under a table, it was dark and i heard a few noises here and there so i was frightened so i went to get my truck but Nora's mutant baby thing that her husband created out of their dead baby grabbed me and scared the shit out of me... but Nora came and made me feel better... she made me like her own son and i grew up with her, then when i was fifteen the police shot me because of what i was talking about before and after a while mum moved out because she thought it was the house or some shit... but anyway Nora somehow kept forgetting about me every time someone new moved in and she would be all distraught and upset wondering where all of the things from her house went but i wanted to make her happy because she was like my own mother and she made me feel loved... so she asked where her baby was, i asked if she wanted a baby and she said yes... then you guys moved in after the gay couple... and I didn't know you guys well yet but if i did i swear to god I wouldn't have done it!" He cried into his hands

"I regret it so much! You're such a loving family! I swear if i had that i wouldn't even be dead"

"Come here child" Vivian held out her arms and hugged him, petting his hair

"Look i understand that now but just know it will take me a while to forgive you but just know I'm getting there, you had a very lonely life i know that now, it is gonna take Ben longer than me to forgive you okay" he nodded into her shoulder

"Violet still loves you, she just doesn't know what to do and she is confused and scared but just wait"

She pulled away and walked down out of the attic and soon after he followed

His face red and wet with tears, drool and snot

Violet, Ben and now Vivian were standing by the bottom of the attic watching him come down but he just walked past... they were listening but if Tate was honest it's easier than having them all in the room while he has to tell them.... he finally heard the fireworks in the street go off "happy new year" he breathed out, wiping his face.