Joetrick and Petetrick Oneshots!

13: "stay." (joetrick)

I have no idea why I'm obsessed with patrick being raped in FanFics😂
Trigger warning: rape
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Patrick wanted to be alone but also with someone at the same time. He doesn't want anyone to talk to him or touch him, but he wants to be held and have a conversation to get his mind off the... there was a knock on the door. "Patrick, it's me. I have your food."  Joe, Patrick's roommate, called from behind the door.

"Come in." Patrick barely said in a whisper. He sat up and pulled his blankets up with his. He became really insecure about his body and he started hating himself and blaming himself for everything. The night of it patrick struggled home in tears, his body ached and he wanted to forget everything.
-flashback to 3 months ago-

Patrick limped to his shared rented house from a few streets over. He got off work and he walked home like he always did. Someone grabbed him and took him into their house and raped him. He got out quickly as they left the room to grab a knife to kill the boy. He was rushing home. Once he was at the door he struggled with his keys. Patrick kept looking behind him to see if the man was there, he wasn't. Patrick got the correct key and opened the door and slammed it shut. He pressed his back against the door and slide down after he locked it.  He stared at the Bruises on his wrist, there was also nail marks on his hips and thighs.

Patrick felt used and gross. He hit his hands on the wood floor. "Fuck!" He cried. Foot steps were being heard from the stairs. Patrick brought his knees to his head and cried in them.

"Patrick? Why are you home so late! I was worried sick dude!" Joe yelled at him. "I didn't know what happened to you. Oh my god! Next time you better fucking call if you are going to be la- woah are you okay?" Joe crouched down to Patrick's level. The smaller one fellish into Joe's arms and cried. After he started getting his crying and breathing under control he explained everything. Joe held him tight through the whole thing.

-end flashback-

Joe sets the food on Patrick's nightstand. "How are you feeling kid? Ah. I probably shouldn't have asked that. Shit fuck! Have a good super. Night." He rushed out and started walking to be door.

"Joe." Patrick called out. He put his arm in the air to stop joe. "Stay." Joe looked at his like he was crazy. "Please stay, I  don't want to be alone. I'm scared and I want to be held by someone." A tear fell down is face. Joe said okay and held Patrick like he was asked. Patrick felt safer in his arms, which there was really no more safe of comfort in his world anymore...