Zara's p.o.v
after me and Patrick quickly threw our clothes on realising Patrick put his t-shirt on backwards and the had to fix it, now we only have a limited amount time to find Patricks body. We walk out of the motel quickly cleaning up the bed and disposing of Mr con, we handed the key.
"you have some set of lungs dear," said the little old Mexican man from behind the desk. That's embarrassing, blushing bright red Patrick glared at the old man. "Flame coloured hair, i say shes wild. Your a lucky man." he continued.
"Excuse me, it would be really nice if you didn't speak about my girlfriend like that." Patrick said through gritted teeth, i realised that Patrick just called me his girlfriend. I feel happy like seriously happy!
"Sorry, dude." he said in his husky Mexican accent. He held his hands up in surrender. As we were leaving the old man winked at me and i nearly got sick.
"We're never coming back here." i said to Patrick as we fast walked out of the motel car Park and across a very dusty road, a desert road to be exact. We were now standing in front of a metal fence, made of chicken wire. "Death Valley trailor Park." i read out to a silent Patrick who looks to be staring at some trailer.
"Why do they call death Valley?" i asked Patrick who seemed to click out his gaze, he looked at me and gulped.
"Cos their all mad here," he responded, in a dry way taking a nervous step in me following him, only to be faced by some chick in a bikini who weighed about a million stone. (btw this is the trailer Park place in miss missing you,).
"Can i help you?" she asked in a southern accent, she sounded quite fake actually like she's hiding or planning something. She looked me up and down and smirked.
"Um no actually but thank you." Patrick said taking my hand and dragging me in. He started looking around at some trailers and looked at some numbers on them. I don't think Patrick noticed i had stopped because i spotted something or someone over by some trailer Park sharping knives. I know i shouldn't but I've always wanted a knife, so when i see people sharpening them i get excited because then i think like oh yeah someone's going to get killed, I'm rambling aren't i?
i walk over while Patrick is still looking at the trailers.
"Hi," i say to the male or female i cant exactly tell from all the dust from the desert surrounding us, "There must be a desert storm on the way." i say trying to make conversation with the person. The person head shot up. That's when i realised it was a woman.
"Hello Dear." he said dropping her knives and walking close to her white picket fence that's separating us. "You've got nice eyes." she commented. I smiled.
"Thank you, they're green like my fathers although there is a mix of bl--" i was cut off by Patrick pulling me away. "Okay bye!" i shouted back to the confused woman.
"Don't speak to any of them, they're all dangerous." Patrick said grabbing my hand and leading me further into the trailer park.
"She said my eyes are nice," i said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Very nice lady. "
"A lady who wants to tear your eyes out." Patrick said looking around different trailers,"Over here." he mumbled to himself.
"i think your just overreacting Hun." i smile holding onto his hand like a real couple.
"I'm overreacting?" he asked looking me in the eye letting go of my hand, "I'm overreacting? Okay because my bodies here and thats totally fine?"
"oh fine don't get your panties in a twist!" i said rolling my eyes at his dramatic behaviour, seriously though.
"right stay behind me," he ordered as we walked up to a small trailer, the trailer looked run down although there were some flowers outside it and they looked pretty fresh.
"i still don't understand why its called death va--"
"Hush!" Patricked hushed taking out a key and carefully unlocking the door, Leading me into a dark room where there was the most atrosious smell and the blackout blinds where shut and i was hit with a great big dust cloud. "I'm going to turn on the light now alright? please don't scream."
"what? now why would i scream when you- OH MY GOD!" i screamed as Patrick turned on the light, laying on a worn down couch was a lifeless body, covered in blood and cuts and well the body looked cold.
"i told you not to scream!" Patrick shouted at me. well..how dare he.
"your shouting!" i shouted back.
"yeah well your childish!" he retorted.
oh he did not just do that, " I am not childish i a--"
"okay, okay stop. Lets stop okay? we need to get this done before it turns dark." Patrick said hugging me,"Now before we go ahead with this, do you want your wish still?" Patrick asked looking me in the eye.
wish?
oh poop! the wish i made.
well.. do i?
honestly...
"No." i replied smiling at him, he returned the greatest smile ever.
"I love you."
"And i love you too."
Patrick took a deep breath and walked towards the body,"wish me luck!" he laughed trying to lighten the mood, yep my boyfriends a dork.
"Good luck!" i said smiling.
he took a step towards the body, then he dissapeared and then everything went black.
did i just collapse?
**heyyyyyy, so here's your chapter you all wanted. I Know its a little short, but i had grinds today for maths and i kept deleting this and rewriting plus... my mam got me a new computer so i'll be updating a lot more, there will be a sequel! only a few more chapters left. booo! but don't worry there will be a sequel yayyyy! i love you all and you are the most dedicated readers and i love your support!
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