It's All Real - A Patrick Hockstetter book

I Wouldn't Say That

This morning I woke up with a bruise on my leg and a cut on my arm and I panicked and called for Vic.
Y/N: Vic!!
He came and ran in my room having a worried look on his face.
V: What is it!
Y/N: What did I do when I was sleeping!
V: What do you mean.
Y/N: Come here and look.
I showed him the cut and the bruise and he looked shocked when he saw them.
V: Last night you had a night terror but I didn't think it's was that bad.
He pulled me into a hug and held me there.
V: I tried to hold you down so you wouldn't thrash around as much but apparently that didn't work.
Y/N: Sorry Vic I didn't keep you up did I.
Y/N: No after my dad came to sit with you I let Patrick know you were ok then went to bed.
Y/N: Wait why was Patrick here?
V: Why does it matter?
Y/N: No reason.
He looked at me skeptically.
V: Ok get ready we're hanging out with the gang and Belch is picking us up.
Y/N: Oh how exciting.
V: Don't be sarcastic Y/N.
Y/N: Sorry I'm just not the type of person who likes to up chuck their breakfast.
V: Alright shut up before that image gets stuck in my head.
I laughed at him as he walked out of my room. I threw on Some Jean shorts with a t-shirt tucked into it and slipped on the converses that Belch got me. I walked out and got some cereal and ate it just in time. Belch honked the car horn.
Y/N&V: Shotgun
We both looked at each other and ran for the door I got to the front seat before Victor did.
Y/N: Beat ya to it.
V: Alright get in.
RBH: You do realize your gonna have to move when we pick up Henry... right.
Y/N: Nah screw em'.
RBH: Alright your funeral.

We finally got to Henry's house to pick him up. Me and him had a bit of a disagreement.
HB: Move.
Y/N: Get in the back.
HB: Move now!
He was clenching his jaw so much it looked like it hurt.
Y/N: There is one front seat and two spots back there. Now get in the back.
HB: I swear to god if you don't move I will cut you.
Y/N: 1. There will be plenty of moments in life we're you will sit up front so don't get your panties twisted and 2. If you put your hands on me I will cut them off and feed them to bears. I won't tell you again to get in the back Bowers.
Henry and I had a stare off until he finally got into the back seat then we went to pick up Patrick. Belch honked his horn and he still wasn't out so I had to go in and get him. I pulled out my switchblade and turned towards Henry.
Y/N: If you even think of getting in the front seat I will cut you up, put you in a trash bag, and bury you in a shallow grave. I'll be right back.
I walked up and knocked on the door and his mom answered.
PM-Patrick's Mom
PM: Can I help you?
Y/N: Hi Mrs. Hockstetter I'm Y/N Criss. Vic, Belch, Henry, and I are here to pick him up.
PM: Right yes he's upstairs still sleeping. You can just go ahead and wake him up.
Y/N: Thank you.
I walked up the stairs and had to find which door was his room. I found the door and walked in quietly. Then ran and jumped on him.
Y/N: Come on Hockstetter wake up we got places to be.
His eyes opened then closed so I kept tapping his cheek to wake him up.
Y/N: come on wakey wakey.
P: No nighty nighty.
Y/N: You need to get dressed we have to go.
I grabbed him by his arms and dragged him out of bed. Then threw him some clothes. He stood up from where he was and started walking towards me and I walked backwards. Then he ran to me and picked me up and threw me on the bed. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head.
Y/N: Really Pat.
P: Yes really
Y/N: Dude I can feel you pitching a tent.
He leaned down and whispered in my ear.
P: Are you really that surprised?
He kissed the spot under my ear and then kissed all the way down to my collarbone. I got out of his grip and got off the bed.
Y/N: Nope I'm not doing that. You take care of your... problem and I'll wait downstairs for you.
I walked downstairs and sat at the kitchen table.
Y/N: Patrick is the worst to wake up.
PM: He's been like that for as long as I can remember.
Y/N: I kinda figured he liked to sleep but not that much.
PM: Yeah seems like that's all he does when he's home.
Y/N: What do you mean?
PM: Ever since last year he's either out with his friends. Or he's upstairs in his room sleeping, watching tv, or has girls up their.
Y/N: Oh.
I couldn't help but feel sad for some reason. It could be nothing.
PM: Oh honey I didn't think you guys were together your so nice and Patrick is a handful sometimes.
Y/N: oh no we aren't together... well it's complicated. You would have to ask Patrick about it.
PM: Oh ok
P: Morning mom. Are you ready?
Y/N: Yeah let's go.
We walked out and I saw Henry sitting in the front seat.
Y/N: That motherfucker.
P: What?
Y/N: I'm about to scare the living shit out of him.
P: Ok.
I walked up to the window and retracted the blade. Henry was facing Belch so he wasn't paying attention. I held the blade up to him. Not close enough to cut him but close enough to scare him.
Y/N: Hey Bowers I believe your in my seat. Now move!
HB: You wouldn't dare.
Y/N: Oh I would.
V: I would move Henry she doesn't kid around.
HB: How would you know?
V: Because one time I didn't move out of the doorway and she shot me with a BB gun.
HB: No way.
Y/N: Don't believe him? He has a scar that shows were he got surgery because the BB was wedged in his knee.
HB: Alright I'm moving!
Y/N: Thank you.
After we left we went to this new ice cream parlor called Twisted Treat and we were having a good time until Patrick and some guy got into a fight.
Y/N: I'm gonna go sit at the benches guys.
RG-Random Guy
RG: Hey sweetheart what's your name?
Y/N: If this is your attempt to hit on me it's terrible.
RG: Well let me make it up to ya. You, me, movie theater tonight.
I got up and the guy stood in front of me. At this point Patrick had noticed and walked over with a mischievous grin and an amused look on his face.
RG: Come on sugar let me show you a good time.
Patrick pulled out his Zippo lighter and lit it up.
Y/N: I wouldn't say that if I were you.
RG: Why not?
Y/N: Turn around.
The guy turned around and saw Patrick. I walked up beside Patrick and he wrapped his arm around my waist.
P: Hey babe.
He emphasized the word 'babe'. Then leaned down to the guys and gritted his teeth.
P: If you ever talk to or even look at her again I'll make sure you never see the light of day again! The last thing you'll see is a flame that's the cause of your death!
The guys backed off and ran away like a scared little kid. Patrick checked to make sure I was ok.
P: Are you ok? Did he touch you?
Y/N: No.
he hugged me and we stayed there for a second or two before me and Vic decided to call it a day and go home.