The Other Higgins [ PATRICK HOCKSTETTER ]

Chapter Two: "Come on just one game.."

Chapter Two: "Come on just one game..."
You ask if we can still be friends. I explain how a honeybee does not dream of kissing the mouth of a flower, and then settle for its leaves.
- i don't need more friends
Listen to star shopping, Lil Peep for this chapter
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After school that day, she drove Belch and his friends back to their house. And then went straight to her room for a nap.

Today had been a confusing day, and she had had enough of the boys and all she could handle.

She was still very confused about them asking for a drive, and tried not to think about it anymore, due to her not caring very much.

She walked into her room, changing into an old Beatles t shirt, and an old pair of spandex shorts. She usually would just take off her clothes, and sleep in her undergarments, but she didn't trust it with them in the house.

After laying down contemplating life, and having her small box television playing softly in the background, she finally fell asleep.

She wasn't asleep for more than an hour before Belch walked into her room, poking her arm and saying her name repetitively.

"What do you need slum head.", she groaned, turning around and giving his round head a soft nock with her fist.

"We were wondering if you wanted to come play some truth or dare with us.", Belch said grinning at her.

"Me? Play truth or dare with you? Reginald, have you been smoking pot again?", she laughed, then squinted her eyes at him.

"Come on just one game Regina.", Belch groaned, pulling her arm, trying to get her off of her bed.

"Okay, I guess one game wouldn't hurt. But I swear to god, if you don't leave me alone after one game...", she muttered, slowly getting out of her bed and shooing him out so she could change.

She quickly walked over to her overflowing closet, picking out the quickest outfit. She wasn't going to impress anyone. She just wanted more clothes on in front. of her brothers pervy friends.

She threw on a pair of sweat pants over her spandex shorts, and a pair of compression socks. Running out of her room, so her brother didn't through a fit about her taking too long.

Regina ran down the stairs, that led to the living room and sat down in the already-formed circle.

They all looked towards her. I guess none of them actually thought she would join them.

"Are we going to start? Or are you just going to stare at me?", she sassed out, raising her eyebrows at the group of boys.

"Fine if you want to start so bad, truth or dare?", Henry asked her, then placed a glare on his face.

"Dare.", she muttered out, not really scared of what she was going to be asked.

The boys whispered between each other, before they all threw on wicked grins and laughed between each other.

"We dare you, to light up this cigarette. and smoke it right here." Patrick finally spoke, opening up his carton of cigs and handing her one.

She just shrugged and gave them the look as too say, "Is this a joke?".

Regina grabbed the lighter, that she always kept in her bra and lit her cigarette. She held it in her mouth for a minute, inhaling. Then pulled it out, exhaling in the process.

"You smoke?", Belch said, looking at her with shocked eyes.

"Well if you know anything about me, it's that Bev is my bestfriend. And everyone knows her for smoking more than the good of her, so really do you think I wouldn't?", she laughed out, taking another drag from her smoke.

"Belch, your sister's a baddie.", Patrick teased, lighting pushing his shoulder.

Regina didn't respond, but glared in his direction.

"Okay, Regina now ask someone else.", Victor spoke, clearly wanting to continue with the game.

"Okay, Patrick. Truth or dare.", she asked, thinking of dares that she could give him.

"Dare.", He replied, clearly acting as if he wasn't scared.

"I dare you, to go to the kitchen, and eat the whole bottle of ketchup.", Regina laughed at herself.

The three boys and Regina, watched as Patrick walked to the kitchen. He soon returned with a  bottle of Jack Daniels, and the bottle of ketchup.

"Chaser.", he said, holding up the bottle of Jack, and winking at Regina.

The group watched as he downed the bottle of ketchup and Jack Daniels.

"Regina, Truth or dare?" Patrick asked her again.

"You can't just keep picking me!", she yelled, fed up with the group of boys in front of her.

"Do you see a rule book boys, because I don't?", Patrick replied, with his signature smirk.

Regina rolled her eyes, giving her brother the stink eye. If it wasn't for him, she would probably still be sleeping in her soft, very clean, bed.

"Truth.", she groaned, rubbing her hands over her face.

"Is it true that you've never kissed anyone before?", he soon said after her, letting a chuckle out after his sentence.

"Mhm, that's true.", she said, looking down at her feet.

She never liked admitting that is was true, but no boy really gave her any attention.

"Oh really? I thought you were like Beverly, all I had to do was ask nicely.", Henry laughed after she said that, grabbing his crotch laughing at his own comment.

"Come on Henry, we all know that Beverly, would not go as low as to touch you.", Regina defended her bestfriend.

"Bitch.", Henry muttered after her.

"Mullet-wearing asshole.", she smirked, looking him in the eye.

It soon came the time, where it was Regina's turn again to play.

Victor laughed at himself before speaking her name.

"Regina, truth or dare?"

"Tru-", she was cut off by Patrick.

"You can't pick truth again, silly.", he winked at her, then pulled his signature smirk/

"Dare.", she groaned, for the thousandth time that night.

"I dare you to kiss, Patrick.", Victor laughed at himself, looking between the two of them.

Belch's face stiffened, as he glared at his close friend.

"What.", she spoke, her face dropping.

"You are not going to be my sisters first kiss.", Belch spoke, glaring at Patrick.

Patrick didn't reply to anyone, just grabbed Regina with one hand swiftly by the waist and connected their lips.

[ WC: 1000 ]

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