Part 29

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Zoey's POV
I was walking home when I saw Henry standing there, smoking a cigarette.
He looked at me.
- What are you doing here? - he asked me
- I'm going home - I explained
- Oh - he said - so you have just left the school?
I nodded.
- And what were you doing there? - he asked
- I had lunchtime detention - I said
He smiled.
- So you have been with Patrick - he told me
- No
- I'm sure he had detention- he said estranged
- Well, I haven't seen him - I said
- Now that we are alone - he pulled me a little closer because we were too separated - What's wrong with you? You look sad
I looked down.
- Yes... well Patrick and I are not in our best times - I explained
He pulled smoke out of his mouth.
- Yeah, same - he said
- So you fought with him? - I asked
- Yes. He hit me and I hit him and we .... Well - he stopped explaining
- Why? - I asked
He looked away.
- None of your business - he smiled
- Oh
He put his arm around my shoulders and started to walk.
- Where are you going now? - he asked me
- I was about to go home
- Do you want me to spend the afternoon with you? - he proposed
I thought about it.
- Umm.... yes - I finally said
He smiled
We arrived home. Nobody was there so we sat in the sofa.
- Can I smoke in here? - he asked
- Wait, I'll open the window - I said while I was standing up
Henry's POV
I looked every move she made. Everyday it hurt me more to accept she was not mine.
Patrick's POV
I got out from the school. I walked to Zoey's house to go to talk to her.
I arrived there and I heard her voice. The window was opened. I stood there and just listened to what she was saying.
- Yes - she said - But he came to talk with me and it didn't go too well
- I can imagine it - said a familiar voice
I thought it was Henry.
"It can't be possible" I thought.
I rang the bell.
Zoey opened the door. When she saw me she just stood there with an a scared face.
I looked behind her and saw Henry sitting in her sofa, looking at us.
- What is he doing here? - I asked starting to freak out
- Patrick, he is her as a frie.... - I interrupted her
- Not even in you two can I trust - I said
I started to walk away.
Zoey's POV
I stood there while he was walking away. I couldn't move because I was just.... I don't know how to explain it.
- Patrick! - I yelled
I finally started to run behind him.
He turned and looked at me.
We were at like 3 meters, looking at each other.
- Zoey you..... Why are you doing this?! - he yelled to me
- He is just here as a friend Patrick! - I yelled back
He nodded.
- Yeah..... fuck you - he said - I thought I can trust you Zoey, but now I see I was wrong, like always. Everything in my life is wrong. Everything! Not even a little stupid thing in my life goes as I would like. You were the only reason I had to smile but now... you are just one trouble more
I closed my eyes and opened them slowly.
- Patrick that's not true. - I said
- It's Zoey! It's fucking true! - his eyes were red and he was full
- No! I'm not the only one who's acting bad - I said
A tear rolled down my cheek.
- Why are you doing this to me? - he asked
He was about to cry.
- You are hurting me Zoey - he said - And you don't deserve me
When I heard that I just fell into the ground with my knees. I started to cry so hard.
That was too much pain for me.
Patrick's POV
She was there, in the ground, crying. I was feeling like shit.
Henry came.
He stood there looking at me.
- Patrick you are being ridiculous- he yelled to me - We are friends Patrick, friends! Just two fucking friends that help each other! I wish it wasn't like that, I was she was my girl because she is awesome and I fucking like her! But I know she is yours and she'll always be so it wasn't in my mind doing anything wrong with her, because I know how much you love her!
- I know she is mine but I actually don't want her right now - I said
He walked away.
I looked at Zoey one last time.
Seeing her like that just broke my heart. Her father just died a month and I knew she was hurt but.... I couldn't do anything.
I left.
Zoey's POV
I felt like if I was dead.
I wanted to die actually.
I wanted to go back the time and just be able to control some situations.
I just wanted him.

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