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Chapter 10: Closer To You
Patrick paid the taxi driver and got out of the car. He wanted to surprise Bobbie again. She knew he was coming soon. He tried the door, but it was locked, so he knocked a few times. There was no answer. The lights were on. “Bobbie, open the door. It’s Patrick.” After a few minutes he got out the key she gave him a few months ago. He walked in, but didn’t see her. “Bobbie, where are you?” He whispered. He walked through the house, but no Bobbie. He came back and went into the kitchen and noticed her feet. “Bobbie, what the..“ He noticed the blood. He ran over to her and knelt down and his knees were wet with her blood. He quickly felt for her pulse, which was very faint. “Oh god. Bobbie why?” There was so much blood. He grabbed some kitchen towels and wrapped them around her wrists.
He called 911. “How may I help you?” “My girlfriend hurt herself. She cut her wrists. And she is passed out, but has a faint pulse.” “What is the address?” “2384 Willow Drive in Chicago. I wrapped her wrists up.” “Good. The EMT’s will be there shortly. Are her eyes open?” “No. Nothing. What else can I do?” Patrick was so scared. “You are doing everything” “Oh, the EMT’s are here now.” “Okay, good luck.” The EMT’s came through the door. “She’s in here.” Patrick yelled. He stepped back while the EMT’s worked on Bobbie. “Do you want to come with us?” “Yeah.” Patrick went in the ambulance. He couldn’t take his off of Bobbie. She was so white. Once they got to the hospital they rushed Bobbie into the OR and Patrick made phone calls to Pete and Bobbie’s mom. Tina was on a business trip and couldn’t make it to Chicago. He liked Bobbie’s mom, but couldn’t understand why her career was more important than her daughter. Pete came right away.
“Dude, she’ll be fine. She’s a fighter.” “Look at my hands and clothes. I have her blood on me. HER BLOOD.” “Calm down. Why don’t you go and clean up. I brought you some clean clothes.” Patrick went to the bathroom and washed his hands and got out of his clothes and put on the clean ones. He started to cry. He just didn’t know what to do. He cupped water in his hands and splashed it on his face and then wiped his face. He threw his dirty clothes away. He didn’t want a reminder of this night. He walked back to Pete. A doctor came out of the OR. “Mr. Stump?” “That’s me.” “You came with Bobbie Madison?” “Yes, she’s my girlfriend.” “She is stable. She lost a lot of blood, but is doing good. She will need to stay here for a few days and also talk with a Psychiatrist. You can see her, but she is heavy medicated. Also, I noticed none of her family is here.” “Yeah, her mom is on a business trip and couldn’t get away.” “Well, we usually don’t do this, but you can stay the night if you would like.” “Yes, I’d like that. Thank you. I want to see her now.” “She is in room 233.” “Okay. Pete, I’m going to see her and spend the night.” “Alright. I’ll go home. If you need anything call.” “I will.”
Patrick walked to the room. He took a deep breath before going in. There were wires connected to Bobbie and her wrists were bandaged. He walked to the bed and leaned down and kissed her lips softly. “I love you.” He pulled the chair closer to the bed and sat down. “Why, Bobbie. You mean the world to me.” He took her hand and laid his head on the bed. He started crying. He couldn’t lose her. He felt someone rubbing his head. He looked up. “Bobbie, your awake. How are you feeling?” “Tired and sad. I’m sorry.” “Bobbie, why did you do it?” “I don’t know. He kept bothering me. I didn’t tell you about all the letters and emails. I didn’t want you to worry. He finally called and told me you would leave when you found out that I was a whore. Just awful things. I wasn’t thinking. I’m so sorry. Patrick, I don’t mean to hurt you. Maybe we should break up.” “What? No. I’m not leaving you because of this.” Both of them were crying. “We will get through this. We have to stop crying or they will kick me out.” She smiled. “There’s my girl. Now I want you to sleep. I’m staying the night, so you won’t be alone.” He got up and pulled the covers up and kissed her. “I love you, Bobbie. Don’t you ever, ever forget that.” “I love you.” She fell asleep right away. Patrick fell asleep watching her.
Patrick woke up around 9:00 in the morning. Bobbie was awake watching him. “Good morning Trick. I’m really sorry. Did you find me?” “Yeah, you really scared the hell out of me. Will you promise me to never do this again?” “Yes, I don’t know what happened.” “Things will get better.” He kissed her. A nurse came in. “Hello Bobbie. My name is Christine. I’ll be your nurse for today. How are you feeling this morning?” “Better, but I feel ashamed.” “Don’t be. Sometimes things get out of hand. Be thankful your boyfriend came in time. The Psychiatrist should be here in a few minutes. So, you Mr. Stump will have to leave.” “Okay.” He didn’t want to leave, but knew he had to. “Bobbie, I’ll be back later this afternoon. I love you very much.” “I love you more.” They kissed and he left the hospital.
~Three days later~
Patrick walked into Bobbie’s room. She was up and dressed. “Are you able to leave today?” Bobbie jumped. “Fuck, Patrick. You scared the shit out of me. And yes.” “I’m sorry.” He went behind her and put his arms around her waist. “I love you.” He whispered in her ear. She turned around and kissed him. “I love you. Will you take me home?” “Of course. No need to ask. How are you doing?” “Good. I talked to all my teachers and I can make up everything that I missed, I’m going to see the Psychiatrist once a week for awhile and he gave me some medicine to help with the depression.” “What is it?” “Prozac. I can tell it’s working, but it’ll take a few weeks to feel the full effect.” “I’m so glad you are getting help.” He took her in his arms and kissed the top of her head. “I’m sorry for screwing up our time together. I really am.” “Stop. We still have 4 days together.
A hour later Bobbie was released from the hospital. Patrick drove them to her house. He took her suitcase and they went in. She went to the kitchen dreading it. “Patrick?” “Yeah.” “Did you clean up the blood?” “Bobbie, never mind who cleaned it up.” “You did.” “I didn’t want you to come home and see it. I threw the towels and knife away.” She went to him. “Thank you.” He held her while the tears came for both of them. “Hun, we need to stop this. We are suppose to have a good few days.” “I know, Trick.” “I need to call Pete to let him know where I am now. He’s at his parents. Why don’t you unpack.” “Okay. Patrick, I want to ask you a question.” “Sure, what is it?” “Would you like to move in with me? I know you are still on tour, but after.” “Are you sure?” “Yes. I want you with me. You can move you stuff now if you want.” She kissed him rubbing her tongue over his lips. “Okay. I love you so much. Go unpack and I’m going to make the phone call.” She turned around and went to the bedroom.
Bobbie unpacked and made some room in the closet for Patrick’s clothes. Patrick moved most of his clothes, books, and cds in. “I guess I didn’t realize that I didn’t have a lot.” He laughed. “I’m so glad you moved in. So what do you want to do tonight?” “I thought we could stay in. I’ll make you supper. I picked up some groceries for you or I guess us now.” “Whatcha going to make?” “It’ll be a surprise. Why don’t you do some homework or read.” “Okay.”
Patrick went to the kitchen and started to make Pork chops, green beans, and potatoes. For dessert he made pumpkin bars. “Bobbie, supper is ready.” She came out. “Oh, it smells wonderful. Pork chops are one of my favorite.” Patrick and her ate and talked. After they ate they did dishes and cleaned up. They watched ‘Breakfast Club’. Bobbie laid on the couch with her head on Patrick’s lap. He ran his fingers through her hair. After the movie they went to bed. Patrick held Bobbie. They just wanted to be in each other arms that night.
The next morning Patrick work up with Bobbie’s head on his chest and their legs intertwined. He could get used to this. He wanted to have a pet name for her. He loved it when she called him Trick or Tricky. “ Babycakes.” He always called her baby. He hoped she would like it. “Bobbie, wake up.” She turned her head to look up at him. “Good morning Trick.” “Sweetheart, I came up with a name for you. I wanted to have a pet name for you. I haven’t come up with one until now.” “Really?” “Yeah, I’m not that romantic, but I want you to have a name too.” “You are romantic.” “Okay. Do you like Babycakes?” “I love it.” She kissed him. “I love you, Tricky.” “I love you more.” Bobbie straddled Patrick and took off her nightgown. “Oh god, Bobbie.” “What? What’s wrong?” She smiled. “Nothing is wrong. You are so beautiful.” He sat up with his back against the headboard. He took her breasts in his hands squeezing them gently. He took both of her nipples and pinched and rolled them. Bobbie threw her head back. “Trick.” She covered his hands with hers. He kissed her neck working his way down to her breasts. She could feel him growing underneath her. She pulled his boxers down so his member was free. While he was still kissing her breast she grabbed him and moved her hand up and down on him. He moaned. “Baby, your touch is so hot. Please get on top of me now. Fuck me.” She never heard him talk like that and she liked it.
She got on top of him. He slid right in. She slowly moved up and down on him. Patrick squeezed her breasts again while kissing her neck. She started to go faster. “Don’t stop, baby.” He grabbed her hips. He could feel her tighten around him. She was at the start of her orgasm. “Tricky, oh, oh! Yes, Patrick!” He grabbed her and flipped her over. He pumped her until he came inside of her. “Fuck. Bobbie.” He screamed. He fell on top of her. Their sweaty bodies still connected. “Trick, you are so good. I love you more than I can tell you.” “Same here.” He kissed her lips. “Making love to you is like a drug. I just can’t get enough of you.” Patrick said. She smiled and a tear fell from her eye. “What’s the plan for today?” “Anything you want, Patrick.” “Why don’t we go to the park and take a walk. Then later tonight go bowling. Something we haven’t done.” “Sounds good. Let’s stay here for awhile though.” They both smiled.
~Three days later~
The days flew by for both Patrick and Bobbie. They enjoyed every minute together. Patrick was getting stuff ready to leave. Only Pete and him came back to Chicago. Joe and Andy decided to stay in Pennsylvania were they were playing. Bobbie was taking them both to the airport. “Well, here we are. Do you want me to take you to the gate, Patrick?” “You have class in a little bit. But I do have something for you. I got you this Marvin Gaye CD. You know I love ‘Let’s Get It On”. Well, whenever you are having a bad day, I want you to listen to it. The whole CD is great. But play that song. Okay?” “Okay. Thank you. I love you and I’ll see you in 5 weeks.” “I love you so much. I’ll call you tonight.” They hugged and kissed. “I’ll call you tonight.” “Bye sweetheart.” “Pete, take care of him.” “I will. And you take care of yourself.” She went back to the car and put the CD in the CD player. The tears came. She missed him already.
She went to three classes and to her Psychiatrist appointment. She got home late that evening. She made a salad for supper and then went to the bedroom that she made into an little office. She did her homework in there. On the desk there was a box. She opened it. Inside was a green teddy bear. Almost the color of Patrick’s eyes. She smiled. A card dropped out. It read:
Don’t cry. I love you always. Please take care of yourself. Here is someone who can keep you company. I gave him my permission to sleep with you. I’ll see you soon. I am thinking of you.
Love,
Trick
She went to do her homework with the biggest smile on her face. The boy was a romantic even if he didn’t think he was.
Patrick paid the taxi driver and got out of the car. He wanted to surprise Bobbie again. She knew he was coming soon. He tried the door, but it was locked, so he knocked a few times. There was no answer. The lights were on. “Bobbie, open the door. It’s Patrick.” After a few minutes he got out the key she gave him a few months ago. He walked in, but didn’t see her. “Bobbie, where are you?” He whispered. He walked through the house, but no Bobbie. He came back and went into the kitchen and noticed her feet. “Bobbie, what the..“ He noticed the blood. He ran over to her and knelt down and his knees were wet with her blood. He quickly felt for her pulse, which was very faint. “Oh god. Bobbie why?” There was so much blood. He grabbed some kitchen towels and wrapped them around her wrists.
He called 911. “How may I help you?” “My girlfriend hurt herself. She cut her wrists. And she is passed out, but has a faint pulse.” “What is the address?” “2384 Willow Drive in Chicago. I wrapped her wrists up.” “Good. The EMT’s will be there shortly. Are her eyes open?” “No. Nothing. What else can I do?” Patrick was so scared. “You are doing everything” “Oh, the EMT’s are here now.” “Okay, good luck.” The EMT’s came through the door. “She’s in here.” Patrick yelled. He stepped back while the EMT’s worked on Bobbie. “Do you want to come with us?” “Yeah.” Patrick went in the ambulance. He couldn’t take his off of Bobbie. She was so white. Once they got to the hospital they rushed Bobbie into the OR and Patrick made phone calls to Pete and Bobbie’s mom. Tina was on a business trip and couldn’t make it to Chicago. He liked Bobbie’s mom, but couldn’t understand why her career was more important than her daughter. Pete came right away.
“Dude, she’ll be fine. She’s a fighter.” “Look at my hands and clothes. I have her blood on me. HER BLOOD.” “Calm down. Why don’t you go and clean up. I brought you some clean clothes.” Patrick went to the bathroom and washed his hands and got out of his clothes and put on the clean ones. He started to cry. He just didn’t know what to do. He cupped water in his hands and splashed it on his face and then wiped his face. He threw his dirty clothes away. He didn’t want a reminder of this night. He walked back to Pete. A doctor came out of the OR. “Mr. Stump?” “That’s me.” “You came with Bobbie Madison?” “Yes, she’s my girlfriend.” “She is stable. She lost a lot of blood, but is doing good. She will need to stay here for a few days and also talk with a Psychiatrist. You can see her, but she is heavy medicated. Also, I noticed none of her family is here.” “Yeah, her mom is on a business trip and couldn’t get away.” “Well, we usually don’t do this, but you can stay the night if you would like.” “Yes, I’d like that. Thank you. I want to see her now.” “She is in room 233.” “Okay. Pete, I’m going to see her and spend the night.” “Alright. I’ll go home. If you need anything call.” “I will.”
Patrick walked to the room. He took a deep breath before going in. There were wires connected to Bobbie and her wrists were bandaged. He walked to the bed and leaned down and kissed her lips softly. “I love you.” He pulled the chair closer to the bed and sat down. “Why, Bobbie. You mean the world to me.” He took her hand and laid his head on the bed. He started crying. He couldn’t lose her. He felt someone rubbing his head. He looked up. “Bobbie, your awake. How are you feeling?” “Tired and sad. I’m sorry.” “Bobbie, why did you do it?” “I don’t know. He kept bothering me. I didn’t tell you about all the letters and emails. I didn’t want you to worry. He finally called and told me you would leave when you found out that I was a whore. Just awful things. I wasn’t thinking. I’m so sorry. Patrick, I don’t mean to hurt you. Maybe we should break up.” “What? No. I’m not leaving you because of this.” Both of them were crying. “We will get through this. We have to stop crying or they will kick me out.” She smiled. “There’s my girl. Now I want you to sleep. I’m staying the night, so you won’t be alone.” He got up and pulled the covers up and kissed her. “I love you, Bobbie. Don’t you ever, ever forget that.” “I love you.” She fell asleep right away. Patrick fell asleep watching her.
Patrick woke up around 9:00 in the morning. Bobbie was awake watching him. “Good morning Trick. I’m really sorry. Did you find me?” “Yeah, you really scared the hell out of me. Will you promise me to never do this again?” “Yes, I don’t know what happened.” “Things will get better.” He kissed her. A nurse came in. “Hello Bobbie. My name is Christine. I’ll be your nurse for today. How are you feeling this morning?” “Better, but I feel ashamed.” “Don’t be. Sometimes things get out of hand. Be thankful your boyfriend came in time. The Psychiatrist should be here in a few minutes. So, you Mr. Stump will have to leave.” “Okay.” He didn’t want to leave, but knew he had to. “Bobbie, I’ll be back later this afternoon. I love you very much.” “I love you more.” They kissed and he left the hospital.
~Three days later~
Patrick walked into Bobbie’s room. She was up and dressed. “Are you able to leave today?” Bobbie jumped. “Fuck, Patrick. You scared the shit out of me. And yes.” “I’m sorry.” He went behind her and put his arms around her waist. “I love you.” He whispered in her ear. She turned around and kissed him. “I love you. Will you take me home?” “Of course. No need to ask. How are you doing?” “Good. I talked to all my teachers and I can make up everything that I missed, I’m going to see the Psychiatrist once a week for awhile and he gave me some medicine to help with the depression.” “What is it?” “Prozac. I can tell it’s working, but it’ll take a few weeks to feel the full effect.” “I’m so glad you are getting help.” He took her in his arms and kissed the top of her head. “I’m sorry for screwing up our time together. I really am.” “Stop. We still have 4 days together.
A hour later Bobbie was released from the hospital. Patrick drove them to her house. He took her suitcase and they went in. She went to the kitchen dreading it. “Patrick?” “Yeah.” “Did you clean up the blood?” “Bobbie, never mind who cleaned it up.” “You did.” “I didn’t want you to come home and see it. I threw the towels and knife away.” She went to him. “Thank you.” He held her while the tears came for both of them. “Hun, we need to stop this. We are suppose to have a good few days.” “I know, Trick.” “I need to call Pete to let him know where I am now. He’s at his parents. Why don’t you unpack.” “Okay. Patrick, I want to ask you a question.” “Sure, what is it?” “Would you like to move in with me? I know you are still on tour, but after.” “Are you sure?” “Yes. I want you with me. You can move you stuff now if you want.” She kissed him rubbing her tongue over his lips. “Okay. I love you so much. Go unpack and I’m going to make the phone call.” She turned around and went to the bedroom.
Bobbie unpacked and made some room in the closet for Patrick’s clothes. Patrick moved most of his clothes, books, and cds in. “I guess I didn’t realize that I didn’t have a lot.” He laughed. “I’m so glad you moved in. So what do you want to do tonight?” “I thought we could stay in. I’ll make you supper. I picked up some groceries for you or I guess us now.” “Whatcha going to make?” “It’ll be a surprise. Why don’t you do some homework or read.” “Okay.”
Patrick went to the kitchen and started to make Pork chops, green beans, and potatoes. For dessert he made pumpkin bars. “Bobbie, supper is ready.” She came out. “Oh, it smells wonderful. Pork chops are one of my favorite.” Patrick and her ate and talked. After they ate they did dishes and cleaned up. They watched ‘Breakfast Club’. Bobbie laid on the couch with her head on Patrick’s lap. He ran his fingers through her hair. After the movie they went to bed. Patrick held Bobbie. They just wanted to be in each other arms that night.
The next morning Patrick work up with Bobbie’s head on his chest and their legs intertwined. He could get used to this. He wanted to have a pet name for her. He loved it when she called him Trick or Tricky. “ Babycakes.” He always called her baby. He hoped she would like it. “Bobbie, wake up.” She turned her head to look up at him. “Good morning Trick.” “Sweetheart, I came up with a name for you. I wanted to have a pet name for you. I haven’t come up with one until now.” “Really?” “Yeah, I’m not that romantic, but I want you to have a name too.” “You are romantic.” “Okay. Do you like Babycakes?” “I love it.” She kissed him. “I love you, Tricky.” “I love you more.” Bobbie straddled Patrick and took off her nightgown. “Oh god, Bobbie.” “What? What’s wrong?” She smiled. “Nothing is wrong. You are so beautiful.” He sat up with his back against the headboard. He took her breasts in his hands squeezing them gently. He took both of her nipples and pinched and rolled them. Bobbie threw her head back. “Trick.” She covered his hands with hers. He kissed her neck working his way down to her breasts. She could feel him growing underneath her. She pulled his boxers down so his member was free. While he was still kissing her breast she grabbed him and moved her hand up and down on him. He moaned. “Baby, your touch is so hot. Please get on top of me now. Fuck me.” She never heard him talk like that and she liked it.
She got on top of him. He slid right in. She slowly moved up and down on him. Patrick squeezed her breasts again while kissing her neck. She started to go faster. “Don’t stop, baby.” He grabbed her hips. He could feel her tighten around him. She was at the start of her orgasm. “Tricky, oh, oh! Yes, Patrick!” He grabbed her and flipped her over. He pumped her until he came inside of her. “Fuck. Bobbie.” He screamed. He fell on top of her. Their sweaty bodies still connected. “Trick, you are so good. I love you more than I can tell you.” “Same here.” He kissed her lips. “Making love to you is like a drug. I just can’t get enough of you.” Patrick said. She smiled and a tear fell from her eye. “What’s the plan for today?” “Anything you want, Patrick.” “Why don’t we go to the park and take a walk. Then later tonight go bowling. Something we haven’t done.” “Sounds good. Let’s stay here for awhile though.” They both smiled.
~Three days later~
The days flew by for both Patrick and Bobbie. They enjoyed every minute together. Patrick was getting stuff ready to leave. Only Pete and him came back to Chicago. Joe and Andy decided to stay in Pennsylvania were they were playing. Bobbie was taking them both to the airport. “Well, here we are. Do you want me to take you to the gate, Patrick?” “You have class in a little bit. But I do have something for you. I got you this Marvin Gaye CD. You know I love ‘Let’s Get It On”. Well, whenever you are having a bad day, I want you to listen to it. The whole CD is great. But play that song. Okay?” “Okay. Thank you. I love you and I’ll see you in 5 weeks.” “I love you so much. I’ll call you tonight.” They hugged and kissed. “I’ll call you tonight.” “Bye sweetheart.” “Pete, take care of him.” “I will. And you take care of yourself.” She went back to the car and put the CD in the CD player. The tears came. She missed him already.
She went to three classes and to her Psychiatrist appointment. She got home late that evening. She made a salad for supper and then went to the bedroom that she made into an little office. She did her homework in there. On the desk there was a box. She opened it. Inside was a green teddy bear. Almost the color of Patrick’s eyes. She smiled. A card dropped out. It read:
Don’t cry. I love you always. Please take care of yourself. Here is someone who can keep you company. I gave him my permission to sleep with you. I’ll see you soon. I am thinking of you.
Love,
Trick
She went to do her homework with the biggest smile on her face. The boy was a romantic even if he didn’t think he was.
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