Your Savior (Story 1)

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It has been a a few weeks from a year since you met Patrick. You and him were best friends. He was always there when you needed him and you've been through a lot the past few months.

Your boyfriend, Brandon, of 4 months can barging into you apartment. He curses under he's breath. He slams the door and looks at you angrily.
"Hey babe, are yo-"
He cuts you off.
"Don't fucking 'hey babe' me bitch!" He says mocking you.
"What's wrong?" You ask.
"You fucking cheated on me you bitch!" He yells in your face.
"What no I didn't! What ar-"
His hand moves quickly and suddenly your cheek starts to sting.
Your on the floor and start crying.
He slapped you.

You run into your bedroom and hide in the closet. Quickly, you get out your phone and call Patrick.

"Hello?"
"Patrick. Can.. Um. Can you come over here. Like now." You start to cry even more.
"Yeah. Uh what happened?"
"Brandon.. He he slapped me." You cry even harder.
You hear the dial tone. He hung up.
Within a few minutes, you hear someone banging on your front door.

You run to the door to open it. And before you even know it, Patrick is yelling at Brandon.
"Are you fucking serious?! She didn't do anything to you! You price of shit!" Patrick yells.
"Who the hell do you think you are talking to?!" Brandon yells back.
"You slapped her! You fucking bastard!" Patrick yells back.
You've never seen Patrick this angry before. You know it is a very very bug deal to him because he down at usually curse.

"Fuck you! You don't even know what she did yo-"
You blink and Brandon is silent. Laying on the floor, his nose and lip are bleeding.

You look up at Patrick. Your in shock, you can't even speak. You just stand there.

He grabs your hand.
"C'mon let's go before this asshole gets up and tries something stupid." He says walking towards the door.

You grab you phone and your purse, and follow Patrick out the door.
When you get in his car, he looks at you.
"(Y/N).. Im sorry. I just, I, you don't deserve to be treated that way.
You smile at him.

He backs out of the parking lot and drives to his house.
"Your going to stay with me until he is gone." Patrick says.
You smile and look at him.
"That's fine with me."

When you get out of the car, you walk over to Patrick and give him a hug.
"Thank you," you say.
"For putting that dick in his place." You smile.
"Anytime." He says

When you get inside he tells you you can have the guest bedroom while you stay with him.
"Do you wanna order pizza and watch Netflix all night?" He ask excitingly.
"Hell yeah." you say giggling.
"Great" he says as he dials the phone.

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