From The Start

Chapter 4

Second, minute, hour, the clock was teasing me..  I cant stand this any longer.  Why isn't he home yet.. why am I not staring in to his eyes and kissing his nose... I cant stand it. Ive texted him, called him, no answer. "DAMN IT, DAMN IT!!!" Ive noticed when my sight is no longer blurred from the tears that ive created path of destruction.. "FUCK, THIS ISNT FAIR!!!!"  I finally fall asleep, well what I like to call sleep, which consist of tossing, turning.

When I do finally get up, the sun is up and there's no Patrick... I don't care anymore I have to find him. I get dressed and grabbed my keys to go to my car. When I open the door I see Patrick, he pulls his away from the knob. "Patrick, oh my god Patrick, baby where were you..?" "Pete.. I.. I"  He falls holding his side. That's when I realize he's bleeding. I pick him and bring him inside. I lift his shirt, the sights that appears in front of me, is my worst nightmare. His beautiful skin marked, cut, bruised, who would do that to him..  Who? He stirs a little, I look at his face, pure pain. All I feel is guilt, Why didn't I do anything, why..?  

"P.. Pete?"

"Yes? Yes Patrick what is it?"

"Stop... Stop worrying about me." I feel his hand grip my bicep.

"Patrick, no, no im not gonna stop worrying about you. Im going to find out who did this to you. I'll kill him!"

"Pete, no you're not. You're not going anywhere, because I need you to kiss me and never let me go okay?"

I don't say anything expect kiss him, kiss him with more passion then I have ever kissed anyone. I gently pick him up and carry him to my bed and lay him down.  I finish cleaning his upper half, when I start to undo his pants, he grips my wrists.

"Pete, no.. you cant look down there." He wont look me in the eyes when he says that.

"Patrick, no let me see..!"

I already start to see the bruises climb his stomach. All I can think to myself is, 'what happened last night'? I Start to tug his pants down. It take all he's got to lift his hips up. I gasp. I lean up and kiss him. I start to kiss down his body, gently oh so gently.  I get to his lower half, he sucks in a breath. I kiss each hip bone and kiss back up to his mouth.

I get up and go the bathroom with a new pair of pajama pants and a big sweater. I help him put them on. The look in his eyes are terrifying, "I love you Patrick, please let me protect you. Just tell me who it is...?"

"Pete, I cant. I just cant if he finds out, you will be hurt to."

"Patrick... Patrick please tell me.." I hold his small frame in my lap, brush the hair out of his eye and kiss his forehead.

He takes my head his hands and rest his forehead on mine, he takes a deep breath . "My father.."

"What? What was that Patrick?"

"Its my father, Pete. He does this to me...."

A/N

well here another shitty part to my story hope you sorta enjoy it.  If not that's cool to, anyways hopefully ill be able to update sooner!! until next time all my love turtles <3