I cuddle into Pat's side as the movie starts. When I see Tom Hanks standing in a suit on the screen I give Pat a look.
"Seriously? Forrest Gump?" I ask as I burst out laughing. "Yes! I love this movie!" He says defending himself.
"Ok...." I say as I try and hold back my laughing. But soon after I'm crying as Forrest's mom dies.
"It's just a movie Abbi." He says teasing me. "Shut up." I say as I wipe my tears away.
"Ok I'll admit it's sad." He tells me. I just ignore him and watch the movie.
When it gets to the end and Jenny dies I try to hold back my tears but fail. I look up at Pat and see tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Ha! I thought it was just a movie!" I say loudly. "It is. But it was a sad movie." He says. "
You just don't wanna admit that you were wrong!" I tell him. "Whatever." He says with a laugh.
"I'm gonna go grab some water. I'll be back in a second." I tell him.
I get out of the bed and throw on his shirt over mine, so that it covers my underwear. When I go downstairs I see that Pat's mom has already left. I grab some water then head back upstairs.
I stop in the bathroom first to go pee. But as I'm about to leave it something catches my eye in the mirror. I walk closer to it and turn my head to the side, exposing more of my neck.
When I do I see a huge hickey on my collar bone. I can't remember when I got it, but it'll be hard to cover up later. After staring for a few minutes I head back into Pat's room.
"What took so long?" He asks. "I went to the bathroom. When did I get this?" I ask him, showing the hickey.
"When we were in the cave." He tells me. "Oh yeah." I say.
I take off his shirt, then climb into bed. I crawl across the bed and sit in his lap, straddling him.
"Well hello there." He says with a smirk. "Hello." I say back. His hands slide down my arms and rest on my butt.
"And why do you think you're allowed to touch my ass?" I ask him. "Cause I've already done it a million times before." He says quietly as his lips find their way to my neck.
They move down to where they're on my chest, right above my boobs. When one of his hands go under my shirt my breath hitches and it starts getting faster. I feel his hands slip around to my bra clip, a second later my bra sags on my shoulder, giving his hands full access to my chest.
He pulls off my shirt and throws it on the ground, then my bra. His lips finally move again traveling down to one of my breast. This feeling sends me over the edge and my head rolls back as I let out a moan.
What happens after that is all a blur.
I wake up the next morning blinded by the light coming through the curtains. I go to get up but there's something heavy around my waist.
When I look down and see Pat's arm wrapped around me the events of last night come back to me. They're a little hazy because of drinking, but I still remember the jist of it all. And images of what me and Pat did last night keep running through my mind, which makes my body get goose bumps all over.
I gently take his arm off my waist and stand up. When I get up I realize I'm naked, so I grab my underwear and Pat's shirt, and throw them on.
I poke my head out into the hallway, making sure Pat's mom and dad aren't out there, then I run to the bathroom.
When I look in the mirror I'm shocked with my appearance.
I have 1 hickey on my neck, 2 big ones on my collar bone, and 1 on my lower chest. My hair is a mess, and I look like I'm tired yet glowing.
After using the bathroom I run back over to Pats room. When I shut the door I look over an see him sit up in the bed.
"Abbi? Is that you?" He asks in a raspy morning voice. "Yeah. Who else would it be?" I ask.
"No one. I just thought you had left cause you were gone when I woke up. But I'm happy that you didn't." He says as he sleepily smiles at me. I walk over and sit next to him.
"I wouldn't do that." I tell him. "I see you aren't wearing a a bra." He says with a smirk, then he reaches over and squeezes my boob.
"Pat!" I yell. I pull away embarrassed, while he falls back on the bed laughing his butt off. "I just had to." He says as he continues to laugh.
I'm about to jump at him when my phone goes off. I pick it up and find a message from my mom.
Where are you?! - Mom
I'm at Pat's. - Me
Why didn't you tell me! I've been calling you all night!"- Mom
Sorry my phone was off cause I was... Busy. - Me
Well get home. Connor is leaving today, and wants to see you before he goes. - Mom
Ok I'm on my way- Me
"Sorry I have to go." I tell Pat. I get up and put my closes on. As I go to walk out then I hear Pat talk.
"Why?" He asks. "Connor wants to see me before he leaves." I say.
"You need a ride?" He asks. "Yes please." I say. When we get outside I realize that the only vehicle here is his motorcycle.
"No." I say. "Just come on Abbs." He says. After arguing for a couple minutes I jump on the back of the back and wrap my arms around his waist.
I keep my eyes closed and the ride feels like it's over in seconds. I jump off at my house and go inside.
When I get in there I see my mom talking to some strangers in the living room. When she sees my she rushes over and pulls me to the people.
"Abbi you're here! Meet Mr. and Mrs. Stevens." She says, I can hear her voice shaking.
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A Killer Loves Me
Mystery / ThrillerI thought I knew them. But isn't it funny how you can never really know someone fully. Even yourself. But now I'm in a sticky situation because a killer loves me. But this isn't your ordinary love...
