Post by tate daniel ryder on Aug 25, 2018 22:14:36 GMT
I am the shadow and the smoke in your eyes
I am the ghost that hides in the night
We watch with wounded eyes
So I hope you recognize
Now I see the world through diamond eyes
Tate was hungry. Starving in fact. Lately Tate had taken to drinking only human blood and had not actually touched real human food. He was probably dying slowly inside and Tate didn't even realize it. He was drowning in his guilty angst thoughts. He had changed Violet and taken away her innocence. He didn't stop to think that every night as he held Violet close in his arms or Violet held him he would never hear her beautiful heart beating for him again. He wouldnt hear her blood singing to him, calling his name and Tate would resist every single time. He had been selfish and changed her life and sure Aaron had given Tate Violet forever and he should be more grateful to Aaron but in truthfulness Tate blamed Aaron. He blamed Aaron for ruining his life Tate could have been so different. He could still have Violet as a human and Aaron as a friend but that was okay because instead of gaining Aaron as a friend, Tate had Oscar as a friend and Oscar was somewhat Tate's lifeline and humanity throughout this entire ordeal. It was weird imagining a werewolf as a lifeline but thats what Oscar had become to Tate
Heading into the shack to finally have some normal food, Tate ordered a cheeseburger and cheese fries and a coke. He didnt see anyone he knew around right now so Tate just sat quietly in a booth eating and humming along to Come as you are by Kurt Cobain. Looking up in the middle of his humming, Tate noticed a familiar figure sitting across from him. Offering Lily some fries and a bite of his cheeseburger, Tate smiled over at Lily. Tate remembered Lily only because they shared the same sire. The same sire that hated them and wanted nothing to do with them right now. Tate didnt know what he had done to earn Lucifer's hatred or Lily either for that matter but hey at least Tate and Lily had each other right? "Hey. How are you feeling and Are you feeling okay?" Tate asked softly. Although Tate didnt show it often, he did care for Lily. He thought of her as the parent figure since noone else gave a damn about Tate but Lily as a mother figure.
iliana jade herondale
I am the ghost that hides in the night
We watch with wounded eyes
So I hope you recognize
Now I see the world through diamond eyes
Tate was hungry. Starving in fact. Lately Tate had taken to drinking only human blood and had not actually touched real human food. He was probably dying slowly inside and Tate didn't even realize it. He was drowning in his guilty angst thoughts. He had changed Violet and taken away her innocence. He didn't stop to think that every night as he held Violet close in his arms or Violet held him he would never hear her beautiful heart beating for him again. He wouldnt hear her blood singing to him, calling his name and Tate would resist every single time. He had been selfish and changed her life and sure Aaron had given Tate Violet forever and he should be more grateful to Aaron but in truthfulness Tate blamed Aaron. He blamed Aaron for ruining his life Tate could have been so different. He could still have Violet as a human and Aaron as a friend but that was okay because instead of gaining Aaron as a friend, Tate had Oscar as a friend and Oscar was somewhat Tate's lifeline and humanity throughout this entire ordeal. It was weird imagining a werewolf as a lifeline but thats what Oscar had become to Tate
Heading into the shack to finally have some normal food, Tate ordered a cheeseburger and cheese fries and a coke. He didnt see anyone he knew around right now so Tate just sat quietly in a booth eating and humming along to Come as you are by Kurt Cobain. Looking up in the middle of his humming, Tate noticed a familiar figure sitting across from him. Offering Lily some fries and a bite of his cheeseburger, Tate smiled over at Lily. Tate remembered Lily only because they shared the same sire. The same sire that hated them and wanted nothing to do with them right now. Tate didnt know what he had done to earn Lucifer's hatred or Lily either for that matter but hey at least Tate and Lily had each other right? "Hey. How are you feeling and Are you feeling okay?" Tate asked softly. Although Tate didnt show it often, he did care for Lily. He thought of her as the parent figure since noone else gave a damn about Tate but Lily as a mother figure.
iliana jade herondale
