Chapter 7: Patrick

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Sup, name's Patrick Todd. Son of...you guessed it, Jason Todd aka Red Hood. I have a brother named Jesse and he's older than me but I don't see him often. I'm thirteen years old and into video games... just like the youtuber PatrickStatic.

Anyways, I wander upto my room with anger fuelling my actions. My cousin, Jeremy, is pissing me off! In gamer terms, it would be called Salt.

As I swing open the door, I march inside, slamming it shut. Taking a few deep breaths, I go over to my gaming area. Normally, to calm down, I would play video games such as Dead By Daylight, but I'm not in the mood.

A knock at the door can be heard.

"It's open!" I yell, anger is added to my tone. The door opens a bit, revealing Aunt Tyler.

"Sup Paddy waddy two by four, what's wrong?" She asks as she gently closes the door.

"Jeremy..." I mumble.

"Being a douche again? I thought Tim raised him better than that." She questions before shrugging. Wandering over, she sits next to me.

"Spill." Was all she said. When she says one word, you know she means business.

"Jeremy's being a dickhead. He keeps saying shit things about me." I explained to her.

"I understand, I get it from a lot of people. They're just jealous of you." She re-ensured me. I shook my head.

"He isn't jealous. He's waaaay smarter than me." I disagreed with her. A sigh escaped her lips.

"Listen, you're badass just like your father. He's a nerd just like his father. He gets bullied, you don't get bullied. He wants to be cool like you." She broke it down for me. I nodded. She stood up and hugged me, I gladly returned the gesture.

"Thanks Aunt Tyler." I thanked her.

"It's Ty. Not Aunt Tyler. It makes me sound so old! I'm only thirty six!" We both laughed, "Plus...did you want Dick to try and get it out of you." She wandered out the room.

I mentally made a note never to ask Uncle Dick for advise. Slowly, I wandered back out to the party. A bunch of sluts walked upto me as I reached the bottom of the stairs.

Before you even start, me and Dad have a room in Wayne Enterprises.

A slut named Sasha Lewis clumg to my arm. Too much clevage showing, caked in makeup and high pitch voice...great.

"Hey Pat." Ugh, her voice pierces my ear drums.

"Hey Sasha..." Boredom laced my tone. I wasn't interested in her slutty antics.

I bump into someone by accident. A girl, a year younger than me, looked up. Her book lay on the floor.

"Watch where you're going, slut!" Sasha screached at the girl, causing her to run out the building. I pushed Sasha away, grabbed the book and went outside.

I heard quiet sobs coming from behind a pillar. Silently, I walked around to see the girl.

"Classic romance novel between a bad boy and a nerd. Quite good to be honest with you." I spoke, she looked at me whilst wiping her tears away.

"Come to make fun of me?" She quietly spoke. I shook my head and sat next to her. Pulling her close, I held her in my arms.

I didn't care that she was a stranger, I cared about how she's feeling.

"Name's Patrick...Patrick Todd. You are?" I introduced myself.

"Lian...Lian Harper." She spoke. (Imagine Lian is still alive in this story.) Oh god...Harper's kid.

"Don't let them get to you. We're like the characters in the book." We chuckle.

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