to be like you (patrick stump x marilyn manson)

Chapter Two (Patrick's Pov)

Patrick's short 4 foot body shook as he thought about tomorrow. The first day of school would begin at 8:00 the fallowing day. He was so nervous because he knew he would see his bully, Bo Burnham. Even the name felt menacing to him. He was 8 feet tall and super strong. Bo could probably punt Patrick into the sun if he wanted.

       Patrick walked over to his closet to pick out an outfit for the next day when suddenly his raging alcoholic dad, Elon Musk, walked in. He was terrified of his dad. He never knew his mother, Grimes, because she  got hit by a train while giving birth to him. His dad was driving her to the hospital because she was in labor. They had to cross the train tracks but they were too late. His dad survived, his mom was thrown from the car after she had given birth to him.

       Elon hated Patrick. All he saw when he looked at him was Grimes and he is reminded of all the things he could have done to protect her. Grimes was gone now and all he had was a tiny wimp of a son. That's why he legally changed his last name to Stump. He was so disgusted by the idea of being related to such a person. The person who, in his eyes, was the reason Grimes was dead.

       Patrick turned his head to face him. Elon looked disheveled and tired. He threw his bottle of tequila at Patrick's face and mumbled something under his breath about how useless he was. He stood there for a moment, just glaring at him before he left.

       Patrick began to cry, tears fell from his beautiful blue orbs, like ponds of blue calypso lemonade, and onto his baby pink skirt. He couldn't understand why his dad treated him this way. It wasn't his fault his mom died. In Elon's eyes it was. Elon spared no mercy towards him.

        He wiped his tears with the paws of his bunny hat. He decided to wear his bunny hat with his outfit tomorrow. His outfit consisted of a white hello kitty crop top, a baby blue skater skirt that reached just above mid thigh, twelve different kandi bracelets, fishnets, white thigh high stockings, a spiked choker, and his demonia platform boots. He felt very confident in this outfit. He was sure everyone would tell him how great he looked

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        Patrick gulped, the first day of school was today. He put on his glasses and stumbled across his room to put on his outfit. He marched down the stairs after getting dressed only to be greeted by his dad.

       "H-h-h-h-h-h-hey dad" he stuttered. His dad slapped him across the face because he felt like it.

       "You look like a whore" his dad spit at him.  He could smell whiskey on his breath. Patrick grabbed his bag and ran out the door. When he finally reached the school and got inside, Bo pushed him over immediately.
       
     "Hey stupid loser idiot" Bo sneered, looking down at Patrick who was now on the ground.

      "Oh h-h-hey B-b-bo" he replied nervously.

      "N-n-n-nice m-m-m-meeting you h-h-h-h-here P-P-P-Patrick it's almost like w-w-w-w-w-we go to the same s-s-s-s-school" Bo mocked. He was so mean. He always came up with the most cruel insults. Patrick tried to get up, but a Mary Jane platform heel kicked him back down. He looked up to see a girl with light blonde hair with a haircut that reached her shoulder and bangs. She had dark red lipstick and dark brown eye shadow all around her eyes. She was wearing a short babydoll dress that was made of a silky material. Bo high fived the girl and they walked down the hall. He heard him call her Courtney or something like that. It didn't matter though. All he knew was this year was going to be a hell of a ride.

That was until a strange boy lended his hand to help him up.