ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ ➞ ᴘᴀᴛʀɪᴄᴋ ʜᴏᴄᴋꜱᴛᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ

Bᵣₑₐₖ ꜰɪxᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

1

Since there was no school this weekend you slept in late. You were sleeping until Henry invited his friends over. They had no care for your personal space.

Victor screamed in laughter, they were doing something in the basement. Something loud and disruptive.

You got up rubbing your eyes and walked down the stairs to the basement. You saw Patrick holding a snake. You screamed and ran back up the stairs.

You saw Patrick chasing behind you, with the snake in his hands. You ran to your front door and opened it. Running out of the house screaming in fear.

You suddenly felt something long hit your back. You turned around to see the snake on the ground in front of you. You ran over to Patrick and slapped him across the face "What is wrong with you" You screamed in his face. He laughed harder.

You noticed all of Henry's friends laughing at you. You pushed Patrick back before storming off into the house. Pushing past everyone.

"Pussy" Henry mumbled. You went back outside, leaning close into Henry's face "I'll tell Dad" you threatened. Henry gave you a disaffiliated face. He pushed you back and you fell to the ground. "If that fat fuck touches me I'll rip his arms off" Henry suppressed his true fear.

You stood up, pulling down the childish shorts so they cover your bottom. "We'll see bout that" You hummed walking past Henry.

Going inside of the house. Ignoring Henry's vulgar comments. You felt at ease once you were on your bed.

You were pretty positive that no one knew you still had to share a room with your brother. And father. If anyone found out you would be the laughing stock of the town.

You decided to change into the shorts from yesterday and a red tank top. It was definitely old. Feeling around in the pockets of your shorts to find the money your father gave you for new clothes.

You pulled out the twenty dollar bill. Stuffing it into the front pocket of your shorts. You walked out of your room. Ignoring Henry's presence. "Where the fuck are you going?" Henry raised his voice. "To get some clothes" You bluntly said.

Walking out of the house, jumping on your skateboard. You were about to go but you felt a hand on your shoulder "Let Belch drive you" Patrick offered.

You squinted your eyes at Patrick then looked at a smiling Belch. "That would be amazing" You stated.

Belch walked over to his car and sat in it. Patrick now put his other hand on your other shoulder. "I also have money. Let me spoil you" Patrick purred in your ear. "I can't pay you back-" Patrick cut you off.

"No need. I just have to approve of the clothes" Patrick advised. You would never turn up free stuff.

You looked behind you, Henry was laughing with Victor about something. You nodded your head with a smile. Patrick smirked at you.

2

You walked around the clothing store with Patrick beside you. His parents often gave him an allowance of fifty dollars a week. He never really spent the money though.

You picked up a pair of black shorts and looked at Patrick, he nodded his head.

Hours had passed and Patrick was now nagging you to put more clothes in the cart. "C'mon I got the money" Patrick chuckled. "Yeah, but my dad- he will be suspicious of all of these clothes" You informed Patrick.

"Tell him you went to a thrift store" Patrick taunted. You rolled your eyes, walking again but Patrick picked up a lacy bra. It was light pink. "N-no" You immediately said.