care for me. (henpat)

return

i looked up. "mom?" she ran over and hugged me. my moms name was henrietta, she escaped my home after almost getting beat to death by my dad. My dad told me she died in a car accident during her escape. i knew he was lying. i hadn't seen my mom in atleast 5 years, she looked way better now. "henry! i have so much to tell you after all these years." i felt grief, my mom left me to deal with all of dads bullshit, she didn't even bother saying goodbye. "no..don't fucking touch me. you left me you piece of shit mom! i hate you for that." "i know you hate me but..i'm here now." i was pissed. "dad is dead. my..friend killed him. but now he's hiding from the fucking world." "gosh, well henry..i hope you forgive me soon. i just came here to ask if you wanted to live with me and my husband, and your baby brother. We live in a different side of Maine if you wanna come by, just know that i love you." "love you too, but it will take a while until i'll consider the offer." i didn't care about my mom as much but this conversation with her made me have a change in heart. I have a baby brother that she never told me about. It definitely wasn't dads, probably her husbands. "god henry, don't let all of that get into your head." i looked but didn't see anyone. "who's there?" "henry, it's patrick. well the one from your thoughts." "what the hell?" i was confused. was this the real patrick or what? "no henry, i'm just an illusion. i'm giving you advice." what was the advice? "don't go looking for me, it's better for you." where are you though? "hen, i'm with my mom. and it's probably better for you to go with yours." Patrick was right, my mom did seem to really miss me..but i didn't wanna leave the hockstetters without saying bye.

when i got there i saw the hockstetters car parked in the driveway as always. I heard crying coming from inside. "mom, it's okay, we can get through this together. all of us." "but how about henry?" patrick looked over. "i don't know. what do you say henry?" me and patrick made eye contact. "i guess...i'll stay." i ran over and hugged patrick. "god i missed you pat." i grabbed him and i couldn't let go. "i was fucking worried for you!" i punched his stomach gently. "don't worry henry i'm right here." his hair had grown a bit more, around halfway of his neck. "god you need a haircut." he smiled and we walked over to my room. "i've wanted to do this for a while." patrick kissed me. it went on for atleast a minute. i loved him, even after everything i just cant get him off my mind.

by the time i woke up i didn't have any clothes on, patrick had his shirt on. "good morning hen, trying to go for round 2?" "maybe another time patrick, my legs are still a bit numb. also does this mean we're..dating?" he got on top of me. "of course we are." he smiled and kissed me. he put on his pants and walked into the bathroom. i put on some underwear and pants but walked out shirtless like always. "i'm gonna go hang out with belch today, wanna come?" "your still friends with that fuckhead?" i nodded and he looked at me surprised but shrugged his shoulders. "so about you and that jury.." "oh god. how many times do i have to say it, i was drugged. i worked as a..." he stopped. "i worked as a prostitute. he took me to his place and raped me. he paid me 10k to keep my mouth shut." "patrick you definitely should've reported it. you know you were still only 18 and that lady was 40." "well times change henry, i'm 22 now so it's not a big deal." it was a big deal to me.