"It's hard to understand....it's hard for people to understand why I am the way I am. People assume, people guess, people tease me. They never understand, my mother abuses me because of her issues. I hurt myself to get threw the day, and I have to walk miles everyday to liquor store to get alcohol for HER. My father is dead and I have no one who loves me....So when will this life I live end?"
It really all started when his new neighbor Pete moved in, he saw the world threw different pairs of eyes and wanted for Patrick to see what he saw too....then it was all ruined when Patrick was robbed of the only thing he found precious; the only thing that could never be returned to a person. Once he found that he was no longer clean, he also figured he could never be loved again. Pete must find a way to prove Patrick wrong without further damaging him. They both new it was going to be an extremely long battle for the them.
Trigger warning! May include: Eating Disorder, Self Harm, Depression, Rape, Kidnap, Abuse, Aggression, And Maybe More Than You Can Handle.....
"Why?!" I scream. "You're back now! How can you throw those seven years away?! Do you even know how much I needed you three years ago?! How much I need you now?!"
Patrick turns back to me.
"Do you know you made my last two years at school living hell? I still look over my shoulder now waiting to be pushed to the ground and beaten until I'm coughing up blood!"
I froze. "Patrick-"
"I hat the way you say my name!" He exploded, storming over to me. When he's within a metre of me he reached out and shoves my chest, making me fall back on the couch. "And I want to hate you just half as much as I hate myself!"
When Patrick returns to town after four years away, every little piece of life Pete has worked so hard to put back together, is blown apart again. Patrick wasn't there when Pete needed him most, and now that he's back, he's not the same. There's a wall between them that never used to be there, and is preventing their friendship from ever going back to normal. When you're so bad for someone you need so much, whose sanity do you chose? Theirs, or yours?