END ME

18

Patrick's pov

I woke up a couple hours later, Henry's muscular arms wrapped around me. His damn snoring woke me up. I elbowed him in the stomach softly in attempt to wake him up. A groan escaped Henry's lips. His eyes fluttered opened and he swore under his breath. "What was that for?" I sighed deeply "you were snoring..." he laughed a little "I don't snore.." I scoffed "yeah... you do bowers and it was gettin pretty loud..." he rolled his eyes. I sat up and looked around before shivering. "Why is it so cold?" Henry raised an eyebrow "it's pretty warm in here to me..." my head felt heavy and a shooting pain shot through my stomach. "Ow!-.. fuck.." I frowned and sighed softly "I feel... uh.." I groaned before laying back down. "I feel sick..." Henry stayed still for a moment before slightly moving my body away from him before getting up. I groaned once again "what are you doing hen?" He looked slightly irritated "I-.. I don't wanna fucking get sick!" My heart dropped and I looked down, pulling the blanket a bit further up. "Oh... uhm.. I don't even know if I'm actually sick.. are you mad?.." Henry groaned "ya know.. I'm sorry but.. like I said.. I don't wanna get sick! And your fucking mouth was all over my dick last night! Your fucking germs all over me.... not to mention I laid by you for like.." he looked up at the clock on the wall "11 hours! Jesus Christ I swear if I get sick patri-.." what a fucking asshole! "What? What will you do henry? Hm? If you get sick what the hell are you gonna do?" He turned around and stared out the window for a second. And I know this sounds mean but guys... in the moment I was so.. so upset.. I wanted to hurt him, which now I regret. He was just being such a douche!

"You gonna hit me like your dad does to you? Huh bowers? That's all you guys are good at! Being ignorant abusive assholes! You! And your father! You don't get what you want and you take all your anger out on the ones you love!!" He turned around, a look of pure disgust and anger on his face. There was a moment of silence before he snapped. "Get the fuck out hockstetter..." I looked down to see his fists clenched. "Henry I'm s-.." I genuinely felt so... so bad... I love him and I don't want him to be angry. "No! I don't give a fuck how sorry you are get the fuck out of my house before I do something we both will regret! I mean I'm just like my father right?" He laughed "I mean I might as well just go grab a belt and go at it huh? Would that make you happy? Want me to.. to whip you until you can barely breathe!? And.. and throw beer bottles at you or lit cigarettes? Huh Patrick? Is that what you want?" I stayed silent, I really fucked up. I sat up and moved the blanket off me. As soon as I was up my head immediately got heavier and once I finally stood up I nearly fell over. My whole body ached.. I really just felt like shit. Henry took a few steps closer to me. "You better be out in the next thirty seconds.." I looked down a bit and opened my mouth to say something but he stopped me, lifting up his right hand as if he were about to slap me. I saw it out of the corner of my eye and flinched. He just put his hand down and scoffed "that's what I thought cunt... leave my fucking house now!" Instead of trying to argue I grabbed my shirt off the floor and ran up his basement steps and out his front door. I knew better than to argue with him while he was like that.

I swear I've been so emotional since I've been dating Henry, I immediately started crying once I got in my car. I sped home, I'm surprised I didn't get pulled over or in a crash considering how fast I was going and how blurred my eyes were from the tears. Once I got home I slammed the door shut and stomped off to my room. "I'm so stupid!!" I threw my stuff to the floor and walked over to my mirror, placing a hand on each side before looking myself in the face. "You did this.. you... you pissed off henry and made him mad at you.. this is all your fault!" I slammed my right palm against the wall. I heard a soft tap on the door "Baby what's wrong you seem mad?" The door knob wiggled but it was locked. "It's your mom let me in.." I growled "you're not my mom.. my mom would have stayed and helped take care of me.. you left! Now leave me the fuck alone!" I heard a soft sigh and footsteps fading down the hallway. My eyes started to water once again and I sat on my floor, placating to the sad feelings, letting them envelop me. Hot tears rushed down my cheeks as I scratched at my arm above my right elbow. I didn't want to cut but I did want to hurt myself, so I just furiously and aggressively scratched my arm until a clear liquid glistened in the light. I don't know where the fuck that came from but it stings. Nice. {ps I don't know what the fuck the liquid is but it happened to me once when I got a 'rug burn'} I groaned and looked over at my stash of alcohol under my bed, it wasn't very well hidden but my dad is too lazy to look under there. I grabbed my first bottle. I drank it slowly as the tears dried on my cheeks. I still felt a dull sting where I was scratching earlier. I grabbed my phone to see if Henry maybe had texted to check on me or apologize. But he didn't. My stomach started to hurt again so I laid down on my bed, covering up to try to get rid of these chills I keep getting. I'm definitely sick and I'm sorry if henry gets sick but he shouldn't have gotten mad... I'm his boyfriend he should want to take care of me when I'm sick right?

I don't know when this happened but I fell asleep for I'm assuming two hours. I looked down and I had a text from belch. Twenty three minutes ago 'Patrick you better get over here Henry is telling everyone you guys broke up, it looks like he's trying to take some girl home. Did you guys really break up? And even if you did he's moving on a bit fast in my opinion. I mean I thought he was in love. Truly. We're at my house.' Then my phone buzzed and I got another text but from Vic. 'Pat, Henry just drove off with some girl I think they're going to his house... just Incase you wanna go beat his ass.. he deserves it he's been an ass. He almost beat up belch when he mentioned your name. He seems really angry about something that happened? I wanna know what the fuck is going on..' I sighed, theres no way I'm leaving my house.. I feel like shit.. but then again am I gonna let henry cheat on me? Did we really break up? ugh! I started this and I need to finish this.

I got up and immediately felt dizzy, I guess I got up too fast. I took a deep breath and groaned as I walked out of the house. I didn't know how long I'd make it before throwing up but I really just needed to get to Henry's. I carefully got into my car and started driving to his house. Once I got there some girl I've never seen before came rushing out, looking fucking angry. I got out of the car and growled "what the fuck were you doing in henry's house?!" She glared "oh! You must be Patrick! Jesus fucking Christ I tried showing him my tits and he started fucking ranting about how he's upset over some dude named Patrick that he loves or something and just wouldn't shut the fuck up about how he wants to see him. So I told him I could get his mind off of him and tried sitting on his lap but he pushed me! Ugh! What a real douche!" I just stood there with a blank face. "So.... he didn't make out with you or anything?.." she rolled her eyes "no... he wouldn't even let me touch his crotch!" I was about to say something but my stomach ached even more and I felt like I was about to vomit. The girl gave me a disgusted look "are you ok? You're really pale..." I shook my head and took a deep breath before walking towards Henry's front door, I turned around and watched as she started walking down the road towards belch's house. I sighed and walked into Henry's house. I walked down the hallway towards his room "H-Henry! Get your ass out here! I just talked to that whore you took home from belch's house... you.. are in so much fucking tr-.." Henry walked out of his room and hugged me immediately, the impact made me gag, almost throwing up. "Ow! Fuck get off!" He frowned and moved back "I'm sorry about-.." I coughed "no! Shut the fuck up! You w-were about to cheat! Andddd! Instead of wanting to take care of your s-sick boyfriend you decided to pretend you were gonna hit! Me and then go tell all of our friends that we broke up! I-... I am so fucking pissed right now Bowers-.. I-.." I gasped slightly as a shooting pain made its way through my head. "Fucking hell..." I groaned before I felt Henry put his hand on my arm "Patrick are you o-.." I blacked out.

//Ik Ik thats a weird place to end but mehhh! What do y'all think of the story so far? Any suggestions? Please vote and comment.//