[Patrick's P.O.V]
I went straight home after school to find my dad had a girlfriend. He's kind of a man whore, and often times has many girls at once. He lies to all of them, and I hate that. I hate lies and lying because of him telling those women that she was the only one for him, but dropping them after 2 nights. He "throws them away" and thinks he owns whoever he fucks, but it's not true, he's a horrible sexist man.
I tried to just go to the backyard where I could often be alone in the garden, but I didn't get anywhere near the door. My dad walked over to me and slapped me upside the head and said, "Why you late faggot?" He always says that when I do something he doesn't like.
"I'm trying to go garden..." I reply, lightly. I noticed his breath was off, I think he had been drinking.
"No no no, a little boy like you goes to there room after school. Go." He pointed at the stairs and I left to my room.
I sat on my bed with a book and my dog plush named Sugar, we read Disloyal Water Buffalos but I forgot what the order of the books was. I jumped when Dad called for me, but hurried down the stairs as if I wasn't scared. He had a beer bottle in his hand and a smug grin plastered on his lips. Uh oh. He held the bottle up over his head and threw it at me, missing my head but hitting the vase Mom left here. He looked over at it and looked back at me, pissed. I ran out the back door and fled from him. Some kids were walking around, and I knew one of them from the post, his name is Andy, I think. I stopped in front of them, but continued to run to the alley behind Mrs. Lilo and Dr. Hines's home.
4 hours after I sat in the alley to hide, the boys from earlier found me and helped me out of there and back home. They didn't ask why I ran earlier, but seemed to be worried by their looks, especially the boy that stared at me.
I was only going to bed when I heard moans from the other room, my dad's, and I put my headphones on to block out the noise. I played The Kid Aren't Alright by The Offspring, but it wasn't loud enough. I changed it to Sweet Dreams Are Made of This by Marilyn Manson and turned the vollum up all the way, this time it worked. I finally fell asleep and wished that I wouldn't wake up.
When I woke up I got my bag together and climbed out my window, knowing I will get to school faster if I don't go through my dad and that whore he has staying with us.
As I walked to school I saw some kids playing with their dads and moms, and I smiled knowing that most kids don't and won't go through what I did and still do. When I was 4 I was a target of anger from my dad, because mom left him, and didn't want me. I had grown up thinking all kids went through this, until I was in 5th grade, and I noticed he was abusing me.
I walked up to the school porch and sat under it waiting for the bell to ring so I could go inside. It seemed like today would be another boring day of math and science, but I wanted some adventure today. The bell finally rung and everyone rushed inside to get to their classes, but I stayed behind waiting to be last and for my friend, Alison. She's the only person who knows I'm gay. She had to be in a wheelchair because she's paralyzed from the waist down, and I like to help and talk to her when she comes to school every other day, and I knew today she would come. I waited for her and when she came she went through the doors easily, knowing I would follow. I walked to our lockers with her and took her things out and put them in her book bag. She smiled and we went to Math class.
It was finally lunch, and I went to my normal table, only me and Alison sit there because others think there is a rat always around it, but it's just my pet, Snickers. I always bring Snickers to lunch, because there are only three of us at the table, so why not? I open my lunch box and take out the sandwich I made that morning. I looked up when Alison did and saw the two boys from yesterday come over to us.
"Hey, can we sit here today?" One asked.
"Yeah, I guess. Not many people want to sit with us, especially because of Snickers." Alison replied. The boys sat down. One of them had on eyeliner and had dyed black hair, with one white highlight. The other has reddish orange hair and a black jacket.
"Hello, I'm Patrick and that's Alison." I said to them with a wave. They smiled at me.
"I'm Andy and that's Pete. Didn't we see you yesterday?" Andy said. I nodded in response, not wanting to talk about it. I think Pete noticed this and changed the subject.
"What do you do after school?"
"Usually nothing."
"Want to came to my house? We can have a small party." Pete offered, looking at both of us. Alison laughed and nodded her head, and I gave in. I didn't really want to go home anyway. I looked to Pete and said that we can come over whenever he wants. "Great," He said, "just walk home with us, it's not very nice of a place, but it does feel like home." He said to me. I smiled my awkward toothy smile and nodded. I was glad to leave the house, but needed to sneak in in the morning.
I walked over to the front gates of the school and waited for Andy and Pete. Alison was already here and we waited for few minutes to see the others run up. Pete stopped and laughed, patting Andy on the back. I guess something funny happened. We started to walk away from the school and the further we got, the more we talked, and by the time we got to Pete's house we were practically screaming with laughter. We went inside and my phone buzzed. I looked at it and I had a message from my dad, 'Where the fuck are you' I texted back, 'At a friend's house, I won't be back soon so you can do your thing.' If I text that back I don't get in trouble.
The night was amazing. We went outside and watched stars form pictures and we watched amazing movies and ate junk food. I wish that night could have lasted forever, but it didn't. And soon it would get worse.
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I Think I'm OK Now (Peterick)
FanficPete was the classic emo kid in school; Black dyed hair, eyeliner, and dark clothes with emo bands. Patrick was the nerd; Glasses, plain shirts, and the fedora he always had. They never intended to meet, but when they did, something clicked an...