Rampage - Patrick Hockstetter

Chapter 18

"Look who it is," Jo smiled as he swung his keys around his finger. Jay rolled her eyes and grinned as she walked across the street, "Don't you fucking start with me—"

Jay gasped as the sound of car tired skidding to a stop filled her ears. She watched as the blue Trans AM parked in front of her, Henry stepping out on the side closest to her, then Victor.

"Wonder why the bitches at this school are so fucking dumb." Henry darted over his shoulder to Jay. "Probably because they don't have a man at home to teach them how to behave."

Jay jerked her head to the right, making eye contact with Patrick right away. She scoffed and turned to walk away but was quickly pulled back into Patrick's arm.

"Patrick, get the fuck off of me." Jay groaned as she clutched his forearm, which was wrapped around her neck. "Can we just admire how sexy my girl looks today?" Patrick asked as he pulled his head closer to hers. She wore a blush pink velvet pencil skirt with white blouse and black heels.

The boys looked at Jay, Belch and Victor exchanging looks while Henry rolled his eyes in disgust. "I mean, look at these fucking legs- I bet she wore this outfit just for me." Patrick smirked as he relocated his hand to her outer thigh and giving it a deep squeeze.

"No, I didn't, Patrick. I wore this for a meeting I have during third period."

Patrick sighed, "Damn, I guess I'll have to skip third period then." The boys let out a chuckle, except Henry as he continued to scan the courtyard, glancing to Patrick every couple of seconds.

"She looks like an annoying ass librarian." Henry mumbled. Patrick's grip on Jay, tightened as his jaw clenched and his laugh cutting off.

"I think she looks like a teacher. Or a principal."

Jay shifted her eyes to Belch. "Hey, fuck off Belch." Patrick growled, "She looks like my sexy receptionist who takes my calls."

"Okay, ew." Jay interrupted.

"And after my meetings, I'll strip her down and fuck in her in my office." Patrick hissed into her ear. Jay's core started to tense as she struggled to break from his death grip.

"Can we just get this shit show on the road? I got shit I gotta take care of." Henry blurted as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Where's your girl, Henry? Isn't she supposed to meet you?" Belch asked.

"Yeah, she's supposed to but I--"

"Don't speak so soon." Patrick groaned. Jay looked to him and back to Henry as a short, round girl bounced into his arms. She wore denim shorts with a Pixies shirt that had holes scattered throughout the shirt.

"Henry!" She squealed as she kissed him passionately. Jay watched uncomfortably as Henry snaked his hand down her back and gave her behind a squeeze. "You jealous?" Patrick asked as he watched the pair's heated make out session.

Jay felt as Patrick cupped her rear, making her slap his hand away. "Hell no." Jay blurted.

The two finally broke apart and Henry slung his arm around her shoulder. Jay observed and studied the girls features. Her skin was pasty and dirty. Her hair, which was a dark blonde shade, was knotted and thrown up into a half and half hairstyle.

"Hey guys." She smiled. Jay licked her teeth at the sight of the girl's crooked grin and cringed. Belch and Victor avoided eye contact as they looked away awkwardly. "Hi Veraminta!" Patrick smiled. Jay couldn't see his face, but he could already tell that he was making fun of her.

"Hey Pat." She smiled. "How was your spring break?" Patrick asked, swaying with Jay wrapped in his arms. "It was really good with this hunk in my bed twenty-four seven." She winked towards Henry.

Patrick's eyes widened, "Wow, Henry spent the entire break in bed with his beloved girlfriend- how fucking sweet is that."

"Shove it Hockstetter." Henry snapped. Patrick let out a shallow laugh, "Oh! How rude of me. Vegemit- I mean Veraminta, this is my girlfriend, Jay."

Jay glanced towards the girl, smiling, "Hi." The girl broke away from Henry and wrapped her arms around Jay's neck, "Oh my gosh, hi! It's so nice to meet you, Patrick says a lot of things about you! You guys are some couple."

"Oh, we're not--"

"He talks about how you guys do it without protection. I mean, we like to do some kinky stuff, but you guys are freaks!" She scrunched her nose.

"What?" Jay asked, "No no no no, we never did it."

"Well, I gotta get my love to class, I'll see you guys at lunch?" Patrick suggested. The group nodded as Patrick dragged Jay behind him.

"Why do you have to talk to her like that?" Jay asked once they were a good distance away from the group.

"She doesn't pick up social queues like we do so she just tends to act like a slut when Henry isn't around." Patrick replied as he placed his hand on her lower back.

"You don't pick up on a lot of my queues and I don't talk to you like that."

Patrick glared towards her. "There's a difference between me and her. I know when to stop, she doesn't. She doesn't know that she's not the most beautiful girl in the entire school."

"But she is beautiful," Jay looked to him, "everyone is."

The two walked through the hallway of the school as students stopped and stared. No one would be caught dead with Patrick Hockstetter, especially not someone who looked like Jay. Most of the girls who lined up to even talk to Patrick were ninth grade whores.

"I need to go to my locker." Jay mumbled to him. "Well, I'm sure that I can make that happen my dear." Patrick answered.

The two approached her locker, the line of kids against the wall of lockers all shuffled away. Jay twisted her lock and shoved her books in along with her bag. She slammed the locker and watched as Patrick practically eye fucked her.

"What?" She asked, cocking an eyebrow. Patrick studied her body carefully as he ran his hands down her hips, "You have no idea the things that I want to do to you right now."

Jay scoffed, brushing past Hockstetter and strutted down the hall. Patrick quickly caught up to her and tugged on her arm, "You need to help me out here, doll."

"What do you mean help you out?" She asked, ripping arm from him. She watched as he looked at her with hunger and lust in his eyes. His tongue slowly wetting his lips.

"I want you, I need you. Right now." He bellowed as he slowly encased her. "What-"

Jay's eyes widened as a prod on her outer thigh and realization began to set in. That wasn't his hand.

"Patrick-" Jay pushed against his chest. Patrick glanced down the hallway before gripping Jay's wrist and pulling her into a nearby room.

Patrick slipped Jay into the closet and slowly closed the door before flipping on the light. "Patrick what the fuck?!" Jay asked in a harsh whisper.

Patrick didn't answer as he pushed her against the back wall, lifting Jay onto a stack of boxes. "Patrick stop-" She whispered as Patrick kissed down her neck.

"Common, babe you're only making it worse when you bounce like that." He smirked. Jay rolled her eyes as Patrick met with Jay's white blouse.

His fingers aggressively tugged on the buttons, undoing the first four. "Oh fuck." Patrick groaned as he pushed back her blouse to expose her chest.

"Patrick get off!" Jay squirmed as he placed lazy kisses across her breasts. "Common babe just a quick one before class." He begged.

"You're so cute when you beg." Jay smirked before she pushed him away and jumped off the boxes.

Buttoning her top, Jay quickly gathered her books that were scattered around the small closet.

"What am I supposed to do with this the entire day?!" Patrick asked hinting towards the tent in his pants. "You're flexible enough, do it yourself." Jay winked before storming out of the closet.

"Fucking tease."

A/N:
Fun fact: Henry and his girlfriend are actually based on a couple in my world history class LMAO