Acceptance.

Bad Company.

Josiah and I spoke today.

Well, there wasn't much speaking to it.

We made out in the hallway.

I didn't mind it.

Nathanael did though because when he saw me kissing the boy who nearly raped me, He was a suspension on legs.

When he pushed Josiah away from me, I noticed the anger in his eyes.

He snapped and began beating Josiah until there was blood everywhere and his knuckles were covered in red.

I stood behind the hectic scene, shouting for him to stop.

He didn't listen and as the administrators pulled him off of an unconscious Josiah, He yelled at me.

"This isn't you! This isn't Patricia! Tell them why I did this, please!" He exclaimed with blood in his mouth.

I shook my head.

Picking up Josiah, I sighed.

"I honestly don't know." I told the administrators who waited for an answer.

The crowd of students that surrounded us sighed, They wanted to know my business.
And that's where I went wrong.

I fell in love with the bad company.