Later that Day...

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Pat's POV.

I came home in a daze. Thinking of Jen. JenJenJenJenJen was all what my brain was saying and thinking. The moment I saw those beautiful brown eyes and brown wavy hair, I could not believe that someone that beautiful could exist on Earth. I parked the car. I went to my room ignoring my mom and Daisy. I could still remember the frightening moment I say her lying on the floor. The moment I started patting her hair, realizing it was really soft, like silk. And the hug, I was surprise when she hugged back. I think I went to far.

Mom came into the room, worried. "What is going?"

"I think I fell in love!" I blurted. I saw moms face soften. Taken by over joy.

"Details! Details!" she was screaming.

I told her about Jen and how beautiful she was. A message came in. It was an unknown phone number. It was Jen. I asked Jen to send a picture. She asked why. I said so I could use it for her phone portfolio. She said okay. A few seconds later... she sended this one...

"Oh my god! She is so beautiful Pat!" she squealed

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"Oh my god! She is so beautiful Pat!" she squealed.

But I don't know if she deserves me. So I told my mom and that we just met.

"I know that you will end up together someday. I just know it. But take your time or she'll think your a freak." She laughed.

"Thank you mom!" I kissed her on the cheek.

"Your welcome. Now answer your future wi... girlfriend." she winked. I just rolled my eyes. Mom can be so annoying sometimes.

But something hit me, if she moves or goes to a different school, I will never forget her. A girl that beautiful is very hard to forget. It will take years to forget her. I tried to take that off my mind, but it was really hard.

I am definitely in love.

Jen's POV.

Patpatpatpat was thinking my cotton jelly brain. He was just so handsome. But I forgot to look out when I got home. The first thing that received me was a punch. I fell to the floor.

Dad

"Where in the world have you been??" he screamed.

"I was working at the shelter. Please stop!!" I was crying.

"Then stop crying or you will go to basement for a month!" he threaten.

I got up and started making dinner. It was an every day routine ever since mom and my brother died. My mother had a heart attack and Jake suicide himself. I still remember that brown wavy hair and those honey color eyes. I just teared up at the memory and then just shoke it off.

I made dinner. I only made for my dad and not for me. I was not hungry. I just went to my room.

I was talking with Pat on the phone and then my dad started banging on the door. I told Pat good bye and hung up.

Before even opening up, he threw down the door and slamming me to the wall, choking me.

"What in the world did you try to even cook??" he screamed. I stammered the words "What you like." And then he threw me onto my bed.

"You are grounded." he yelled as he slammed the door. I started to cry really hard, I had enough of this. I climbed out my bedroom window. When I got out. I ran.

I never turned back.

I finally finished part 4. In case if your wondering, that picture is Jen in real life. If you want to find out how Pat looks like. Comment #PatLooksLike to @MissBeautifulSinger

~ Peace Out

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