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patrick's pov:
"victor? your still friends huh?" i turned around and looked over at him. "well we're dating, cause he can treat me well. he doesn't treat me like i'm glass. he treats me like a human being." "henry i'm sorry. is that what you wanna hear? i know i don't have a good way of showing that i appreciate you or showing affection but that doesn't mean i treated you badly." "that's the problem patrick, you treat me fucking terribly. you killed my dad for fucks sake! patrick you killed my dad, that's loving to you?" he hit me while talking, he was hitting my stomach which didn't really hurt. "that's loving someone to you? is it you fucking shit?!" it was only a matter of minutes before henry lost his shit. he stopped and got up once again. he was only standing a few inches away from me. he grabbed something from  his back pocket. a gun. "henry- please don't." "god patrick i knew you were a fucking pussy." he shot the wall right next to me. i didn't flinch, i couldn't. i couldn't move, i was frozen.

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