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The rest of the night is eventless. Kevin sulks in his room. Andy and Mark ‘Go to bed early’. Mom is watching Wheel of Fortune. Josh is sitting next to her reading a book. And Joe and I are on my bed, playing the Nintendo.
Mom walks in and turns off the TV. She shakes us awake. Joe and I are lying on the floor with the controllers in our hands. We fell asleep playing Nintendo. Mom chuckles.
“I remember this from when you two were kids.”
We smile and I crawl up on the bed. I pull the covers up over my head.
“Patrick, its time to get up.”
“Noooo!” I groan.
“Everyone else is up.”
“You said never give in to peer pressure!” I whine.
Joe and mom laugh.
“Really, honey I’m going to need help making pumpkin squares…”
The magic words!
I quickly sit up and fall off the bed. Joe helps me up, fighting his laughter… and loosing. I growl at him under my breath.
The good thing about cooking with mom is we aren’t alone, so she can’t pry into my mind. But sometimes I swear she can read my mind like an open book. It’s always scared me. She starts gathering ingredients as I chase Joe around with a spatula. I smack his ass. He snatches the spatula and comes after me. I run behind my mom, using her as a shield.
After eating Pumpkin Squares Joe and I go outside and sit under the big oak tree. He looks over at me with a worried expression. He sighs and wraps his arms around me.
“So have you heard anything about the shrink?”
“Oh yeah he called… appointment Monday…”
He nods “So… what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”
“Honestly?”
“Honestly.”
“Well right now I’m thinking, that there is this amazing boy holding me in his arms, and I don’t deserve him. He’s wonderful and I absolutely love him.”
He smiles and kisses me “What else?”
“That I’m scared. When Pete gets out there’s no telling what he’s planning. I wish he’d just leave alone and let me go on with my life, but I don’t see that happening. And I’m not being pessimistic. I’m being realistic. He won’t stop until he has his way. I know Pete. And I’m scared of just what he may do.”
Joe nods “I’d imagine so.” He kisses my cheek again “Baby I will never let him hurt you again.”
I nod and lean against him, listening to his heartbeat.
Joe’s POV
Patrick falls asleep against me, under the oak tree. I smile down at him, my angel. I love him with every fiber of my being. I hear the door swing open and a frantic Andy runs out.
“JOE!” He screams.
“Shh!” I hiss, pointing to Patrick.
He nods “Look, there’s been a breakout.”
“What?”
“Yeah it was three days ago, they’re just now announcing it on the news… and… Joe it was Pete!”
I turn pale “You’re kidding!”
“No. I wish. We need to wake Patrick up and-“
“No. Until we know more, we don’t need to bother him. He already has so much on his plate…”
Andy nods “You’re right. But what if-“
“I’ll take care of Patrick ok?” I rake through his hair.
Andy sits beside me “Joe… I don’t know how much Patrick can take.”
I nod “I know, that’s why we aren’t stressing him out right now. When we know more, we’ll tell him.”
“Yeah… Poor Patrick. Everything’s been hell for him lately hasn’t it?”
I nod again “I wish I could just take him away to a different world, so he could get away from all of this…”
“When you find out how, let me know.” Andy smiles.
“So was it just Pete or…?”
“No. I can’t remember the other guys name but it’s the guy that was nice to Pete and killed people.”
I nod “That’s horrible.”
“Yeah. So if we’re keeping this on the DL someone needs to be with Patrick at ALL times.”
“Definitely.”
After a while Patrick wakes up yawning and stretching. So unaware that his life may very well be in danger. I frown at the thought. I’d take a bullet for him. He’s my Patrick! He looks up at me, squinting to see. I smile and hand him his glasses. He puts them on and hugs me. He kisses my cheek and then my other cheek. Then he kisses my forehead, and next is my chin. After teasing me a bit, he finally presses his cold lips against mine. I return the kiss. Then he licks my bottom lip, requesting access into my mouth, which I have no problem granting. After a complete makeout, he and I go inside.
We go to his room to talk without nosy ears prying in. He smiles at me and lays his head on my chest. I take off his hat and run my fingers through his hair. I love that I’m able to get away with it, because I love doing it.
“So, Seeing a shrink’s gonna be hard. It’s just some dumb ass that sits you in this room and makes you feel like there’s something messed up with you. And they don’t give a damn about what you say, they’re in it for the money!” Patrick says with a frown.
I chuckle “Well after your meeting with the dumb ass, you can talk to me. Because I care, I’d never make you feel like there was something wrong with you, and I’m free.”
Patrick lets out a small laugh.
I bite my lip, wondering if I’m doing the right thing by not telling him. He’d be stress out like crazy. But if I told him… at least he’d be informed and on the lookout.
But he’d be stressed
And he’d be informed
But he’d be really stress
And he’d be really cautious
What if he gets upset? I hate seeing him upset.
Patrick being upset is better than Patrick being dead!
True. Very True. How do I tell him?
Hmm, I don’t know how about opening your mouth and telling him Pete and a killer escaped!
I sigh and look down at Patrick “I gotta tell you something… something bad.”
Patrick nods and sits up, facing me “What is it?”
I frown “Pete and that killer guy that was nice to him… they escaped prison…”
His eyes widen and the color in his face drains “R-really?”
I nod, wishing I could say no “Yes…”
Patrick cries on my chest as I pat his back.
“It’ll be ok… I won’t let him hurt you. I promise.”
Patrick nods, tears still dripping from his red eyes.
Hello faithful Readers! (lol) I had to put some of Joe's POV b/c I needed to show how Joe feels about Patrick so you can see that Joe's not out to hurt him or anything.
Mom walks in and turns off the TV. She shakes us awake. Joe and I are lying on the floor with the controllers in our hands. We fell asleep playing Nintendo. Mom chuckles.
“I remember this from when you two were kids.”
We smile and I crawl up on the bed. I pull the covers up over my head.
“Patrick, its time to get up.”
“Noooo!” I groan.
“Everyone else is up.”
“You said never give in to peer pressure!” I whine.
Joe and mom laugh.
“Really, honey I’m going to need help making pumpkin squares…”
The magic words!
I quickly sit up and fall off the bed. Joe helps me up, fighting his laughter… and loosing. I growl at him under my breath.
The good thing about cooking with mom is we aren’t alone, so she can’t pry into my mind. But sometimes I swear she can read my mind like an open book. It’s always scared me. She starts gathering ingredients as I chase Joe around with a spatula. I smack his ass. He snatches the spatula and comes after me. I run behind my mom, using her as a shield.
After eating Pumpkin Squares Joe and I go outside and sit under the big oak tree. He looks over at me with a worried expression. He sighs and wraps his arms around me.
“So have you heard anything about the shrink?”
“Oh yeah he called… appointment Monday…”
He nods “So… what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”
“Honestly?”
“Honestly.”
“Well right now I’m thinking, that there is this amazing boy holding me in his arms, and I don’t deserve him. He’s wonderful and I absolutely love him.”
He smiles and kisses me “What else?”
“That I’m scared. When Pete gets out there’s no telling what he’s planning. I wish he’d just leave alone and let me go on with my life, but I don’t see that happening. And I’m not being pessimistic. I’m being realistic. He won’t stop until he has his way. I know Pete. And I’m scared of just what he may do.”
Joe nods “I’d imagine so.” He kisses my cheek again “Baby I will never let him hurt you again.”
I nod and lean against him, listening to his heartbeat.
Joe’s POV
Patrick falls asleep against me, under the oak tree. I smile down at him, my angel. I love him with every fiber of my being. I hear the door swing open and a frantic Andy runs out.
“JOE!” He screams.
“Shh!” I hiss, pointing to Patrick.
He nods “Look, there’s been a breakout.”
“What?”
“Yeah it was three days ago, they’re just now announcing it on the news… and… Joe it was Pete!”
I turn pale “You’re kidding!”
“No. I wish. We need to wake Patrick up and-“
“No. Until we know more, we don’t need to bother him. He already has so much on his plate…”
Andy nods “You’re right. But what if-“
“I’ll take care of Patrick ok?” I rake through his hair.
Andy sits beside me “Joe… I don’t know how much Patrick can take.”
I nod “I know, that’s why we aren’t stressing him out right now. When we know more, we’ll tell him.”
“Yeah… Poor Patrick. Everything’s been hell for him lately hasn’t it?”
I nod again “I wish I could just take him away to a different world, so he could get away from all of this…”
“When you find out how, let me know.” Andy smiles.
“So was it just Pete or…?”
“No. I can’t remember the other guys name but it’s the guy that was nice to Pete and killed people.”
I nod “That’s horrible.”
“Yeah. So if we’re keeping this on the DL someone needs to be with Patrick at ALL times.”
“Definitely.”
After a while Patrick wakes up yawning and stretching. So unaware that his life may very well be in danger. I frown at the thought. I’d take a bullet for him. He’s my Patrick! He looks up at me, squinting to see. I smile and hand him his glasses. He puts them on and hugs me. He kisses my cheek and then my other cheek. Then he kisses my forehead, and next is my chin. After teasing me a bit, he finally presses his cold lips against mine. I return the kiss. Then he licks my bottom lip, requesting access into my mouth, which I have no problem granting. After a complete makeout, he and I go inside.
We go to his room to talk without nosy ears prying in. He smiles at me and lays his head on my chest. I take off his hat and run my fingers through his hair. I love that I’m able to get away with it, because I love doing it.
“So, Seeing a shrink’s gonna be hard. It’s just some dumb ass that sits you in this room and makes you feel like there’s something messed up with you. And they don’t give a damn about what you say, they’re in it for the money!” Patrick says with a frown.
I chuckle “Well after your meeting with the dumb ass, you can talk to me. Because I care, I’d never make you feel like there was something wrong with you, and I’m free.”
Patrick lets out a small laugh.
I bite my lip, wondering if I’m doing the right thing by not telling him. He’d be stress out like crazy. But if I told him… at least he’d be informed and on the lookout.
But he’d be stressed
And he’d be informed
But he’d be really stress
And he’d be really cautious
What if he gets upset? I hate seeing him upset.
Patrick being upset is better than Patrick being dead!
True. Very True. How do I tell him?
Hmm, I don’t know how about opening your mouth and telling him Pete and a killer escaped!
I sigh and look down at Patrick “I gotta tell you something… something bad.”
Patrick nods and sits up, facing me “What is it?”
I frown “Pete and that killer guy that was nice to him… they escaped prison…”
His eyes widen and the color in his face drains “R-really?”
I nod, wishing I could say no “Yes…”
Patrick cries on my chest as I pat his back.
“It’ll be ok… I won’t let him hurt you. I promise.”
Patrick nods, tears still dripping from his red eyes.
Hello faithful Readers! (lol) I had to put some of Joe's POV b/c I needed to show how Joe feels about Patrick so you can see that Joe's not out to hurt him or anything.
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