This is my first story I have ever written outside of school essays. It's probably not that good but it was fun to write. this would be the first chapter but we will see if I continue to write it. I'm not sure yet.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hush, Hush, or any of the characters except "sweaty man" haha..ew. I am not Becca Fitzpatrick.
Walking home from the library with Vee, I got this strange feeling of being watched. I pleaded with Vee but she just ignored me and said It was all in my head. I reassured myself. Vee was right, I was being absurd. Dabria was gone, ran away after patch went after her, Jules is dead, and Elliot is in jail. Vee said her goodbyes, as she had to get home and start dinner because her mom was sick. We parted ways at an intersection and I made my way down the path I usually take home. It's pretty far into the woods but usually nighttime bikers and runners are back there. I tried to convince myself it would be fine but all on my way I was wondering if I should turn back and take the long way. One biker passed me about three minutes into my journey. Then everything went silent. It was silent for a while, creepy even. Something rustled in a near by bush. I staggered over there letting curiosity get the best of me. It rustled again, just like in the movies…I Thought.
Something leaped out of the bush at my face! A squirrel… I staggered back and my feet slipped from beneath me. The sidewalk hurled toward my face when I hit a more soft wall then the ground, but hard enough to hurt. He pulled me up and steadied me while I screamed and pushed and punched to get away. I screamed and thrashed but he just shook me. I got a look at his face. Masked with concern and curiosity. I stopped, relief washed over me and I relaxed. I was feeling tired and dizzy after that and I wanted to go home, take my iron pills, get a shower, hit a good book and get to sleep. Patch pulled me out of my daydream and I really noticed him for the first time. He was just standing there. Waiting for me to come around. He was wearing faded dark blue jeans, a white t-shirt and his usual black zip up hoodie. I gave him and awkward hug, still kind of dizzy.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. You scared me is all."
"I could tell you were on edge, sorry angel" He said this with his best smirk.
"Mmmhmm..I feel your concern" I retorted sarcastically.
He smiled big and offered to take me home. I refused but he explained that he wasn't actually offering, just informing me. We stopped by my favorite part of the creek before we headed home. I loved this place, I always came here with my dad before he died, but now I come to mostly just read and kick back. A tear glistened down my cheek but I caught it before patch noticed. Well, at least before he could call me out on it. He was just looking at me. I felt his stare but didn't dare look his way. I just watched the water instead. I was very dark and very clear. The moon was on its way to being bright and it really was beautiful.
"You seem distracted, what's wrong Nora?"
"Nothing, I'm fine, really. Just a tough day. I forgot my iron pills at home today and I could have used them. Exams are coming up and I'm stressed out."
"Well, since becoming your guardian angel, I took the liberty of having a stock of iron pills at all times" he said with a proud but subtle smile.
He gave me two and I took them thankfully. I gulped them down dry and waited for my body to respond. It really made me appreciate him. He moved closer and put his arm around me. I snuggled up close and closed my eyes against his chest. He tugged me closer, if that was possible. I sighed in relief. There's that smell I love, minty earth, and a hint of smoke from Bo's arcade. I looked into his eyes and reached up to steal a quick kiss.
"Thanks for the pills" I said.
He just kissed me again, deeper this time..i'll take that as a you're welcome..or a "its time to pay up" either of which I didn't mind…what was I talking about again?…oh, right, He put one of his hands in my hair and the other on the small on my back; I twisted and turned to suit the kiss that was quickly becoming more. He broke off to give us both air and led me to a fallen tree. He sat down and patted the slightly damp bark. He took off his jacket and laid it down for me to sit on it. Always a gentlemen.. Well, most of the time. He grabbed my hands and led me into another kiss. I got into it this time. I couldn't help it. This was perfect. He always knew how to "woo" me and he always knew what I was feeling. I needed him. I quickened the kiss and he laid down on the tree, I slipped on top of him and he kissed my neck, he led the kiss up to my jaw and went to my ear. I was trying to take his shirt off and balance at the same time. He chuckled and sat up; he took his shirt off and kissed me again. He bent back and I was on him again. I kissed up and down his neck and moved to his chest, he played with my hair just the way I liked and I went back to kissing his face. His nose, his mouth, his cheeks, I couldn't help myself. And then I lost my balance and started to slip off the tree. He caught me and chuckled a contradicting but kind laugh. I picked up his shirt and handed it to him, I started to walk away..I knew he would follow.
"Hey, hey where are you going, weren't we in the middle of something, angel?"
"Maybe we could pick it up some other time, if you're nice to me. It's getting late and I should be getting home. You don't have your bike, you don't have to walk me."
"And let some creep pass by a helpless girl and see an opportunity? I think not!" he smiled.
"Ha, ha. Very funny" I gave him a look.
"C'mon, lets get walking." He put his hands in his pockets and started to walk.
I followed immediately but caught a branch on my foot. I don't remember what happened next. I blacked out for a couple of seconds. I saw very little, everything was really dark, not black but just about. I couldn't hear anything and if I could I wasn't open to listen. I just wanted to lie down, this was totally embarrassing. I felt the ground melt away beneath me and felt my head pound. I knew he had picked me up.
"Angel? Are you okay?" he said, his voice set in concern "let me see your head, you're bleeding!"
"I'm fine. I can stand."
He set me down and I wobbled but steadied myself with the help of his hands. His hands…on me. I wobbled for an entirely different reason.
"Nope, I'll carry you."
I laughed "noo! Put me down! I'm fine!"
He chuckled too, but he still didn't trust me, we settled for a piggyback ride. I couldn't help noticing his hands on the bottom of my legs. They were warm and comforting. He walked with ease as I drifted to sleep with my head on his shoulder.
I woke up as we were walking into my house; patch let us in with the key he knew was under the flowerpot to the right of the door. Of course..
He slipped inside. The house was quiet as usual. My mom was in New York on a business trip, nothing new. He plopped me on the couch, covered me with a blanket and turned the TV on low. He walked into the kitchen and started to boil some water, probably for some tea.
He walked back in a few minutes later with a hot cup of tea and two more iron pills. I thanked him with my best thankful-girlfriend-slash-I'm-so-embarrassed-about-this face. He just smiled with a smirk and kissed my forehead. He slipped down next to me and I laid my head on his chest. He put his arm around me and I covered him with some blanket. I dozed off with a cup of scolding tea in my hand.
I woke up to a burning sensation on my jeans, tea. Patch was nowhere to be found. I put the tea down and ran to the laundry room. I got some pajama shorts out and wore those. I threw my jeans in the wash. I assumed patch went home. I went into the office, kind of upset he left with out a word but tried not to be too down about it. I was on the computer checking my email. I just got one from Vee saying to call her immediately because she and the cutest guy hooked up in the StarBucks bathroom, he is an employee there and Vee has been undressing him with her eyes for weeks. I dialed her phone and we started our conversation.
Patch walked in looking annoyed and angry. I jumped at the site of anyone in my house and let out a yelp. Vee, alarmed, asked what happened. Patch rushed over and put one hand over my mouth and the other his lips to signal to be quiet.
"Tell Vee you have to go." He whispered frantically.
"Vee, the dish washer is over flowing again, ill talk to you tomorrow."
I hung up the phone and searched patch's eyes.
"What's the matter? You scared me half to death!"
"Shhhh, be quiet!" he hunched down beneath my desk and I came down with him.
"What's going on patch?" I asked.
"When we were asleep on the couch" I blushed "I heard your bedroom window slip open and then slam shut.
"What? How? Who?" I spit out
"Shhh, they don't think anyone is home. They are tearing apart your room right now. I'm not up there yet because I don't know what we are up against and I don't want you here when I find out" he searched my eyes.
"Don't be ridiculous, I'm coming with you!" I whispered too loudly.
He just shook his head.
I jumped up and leaped towards the stairs. He caught me halfway and put a hand on my mouth. He held me against him against the wall so if they came out we were invisible. I squirmed and he rolled his eyes.
"Just stay behind me, and don't be stupid…again."
I nodded sternly and we tiptoed up the stairs as quietly as possible. As we approached my door, patch didn't take any chances, He jumped up in the air and let out his hardest kick against the door. It flew open and cracked down the middle. He walked in first, me right behind him. No one was there. I walked around into a corner. Two hands grabbed me and I yelped. A knife went to my throat and I stood as still as I possibly could. Patch spun around and started towards me then stopped.
"I wouldn't come near me or your lover's life ends here." The strange man spat. He smelled like dirty smelly cloths and it burned my nose.
"You are obviously new at this kind of thing" patch kept his cool, his mask. "Who sent you?"
"A word of advice pal, don't piss off the man who has a knife to the girl's throat." He steadied his hand and cut a shallow welt. It didn't go deep but it hurt like hell. I kept silent, not to worry patch.
"Stop that! Let her go!" He yelled, bile in his throat.
"Now that we have an understanding." The sweaty man smirked.
"WHO SENT YOU?" patch yelled again.
"Well Dabria of course! You don't think she was actually done with you two, do you?" He laughed.
Patch growled, "What the hell does she want? I thought I made my feelings clear!"
"Oh, you did. Dabria didn't like that much." He opened another piece of my flesh with the knife, deeper this time. I whimpered a little bit but grinded my teeth together determined to keep it together, for patch; and maybe for myself. The room started to blur a little bit and I knew I needed more iron.
"STOP! Why are you here then! What do you want you sick bastard!" patch screamed.
"I came to snoop around; find out what I could. Where she'll go, who she'll see and whatnot, and then report back to Dabria so she could go in for the kill!" the man taunted, not sparing us from the truth.
"So you are under strict orders not to kill her? Give her back! I'll just kill you." Patch noted maliciously.
"Actually I plan on using her as an escape plan." The sweaty man kissed my neck. I didn't move on account of the knife. I saw the vein in patch's head throb but he didn't make a move. The man moved to my lips and I spit in his face. He cut a little deeper and blood spilled and ran down my collarbone.
"You whore. Cheating on your boyfriend like that. Tsk tsk."
A tear slipped down my cheek and then another. I sniffled. Patch said he was sorry with his eyes, but it only made me cry more.
"Well, time to be wrapping things up here. I see you guys are having a moment. Let me have the joys of spoiling it. And now for my big escape!" he laughed.
He lifted my arm and found my wrist; he cut with the knife—deep. I winced in pain, let out a yelp, and he threw me against the wall, I slid down in a heap and laid still.
"Better stop that bleeding! He He!" he was enjoying this.
He bolted for the door as Patch bolted towards me. Sweaty man was right, the bleeding was bad, it was running down my arm and pouring off my elbow onto the floor into the quick growing puddle. Patch looked at me with the most anxious expression.
"Put your other hand around it and keep it there! I know it hurts but do it!" he told me, talking fast.
I did what he said and he lifted my limp body off the floor. He flitted down the stairs and into the bathroom where the first aid kit was. He sat me on the counter and turned on the water. He started washing the cut, sanitizing it.
He started looking for something, probably to stop the bleeding. "Gauze! WHERES THE DAMN GAUZE? Ugh, never mind!" he shouted.
He ripped off a strip of his shirt and tied up my wound with it to staunch the bleeding. He worked on looking for gauze and chemicals to sanitize it while his shirt stopped the bleeding. Once it stopped I had lost a lot of blood. I was exhausted. Patch bandaged my wrist and grabbed my car keys off the counter.
"What are you doing with those?" I asked anxiously.
"We are going to the hospital Nora!" he panicked.
"OH, NO, we are not! I'm fine, really. See? It stopped." I said with as much authority in my voice as I could put.
"Nora, we hav"—"please no?" I cut him off and gave him my best pleading face.
He sighed but gave in. I went to go get some bleach to mop up the blood but he took it from and me and insisted. I really was tired so I went to the couch and drifted off for a couple of minutes. Patch woke me up by cleaning the small cuts on my neck and putting band-aids on them. I opened my eyes and leaned up for a kiss. He kissed me back for a couple seconds but stopped. He leaned back with the guiltiest look on his face.
"Please don't do this Patch, it's not your fault!"
"Nora, I'm sorry. I'm sorry he violated you with his filthy lips and hands and he hurt you. I'm sorry."
"Patch don't worry, I'm fine." I said this without realizing tears had started to fall again and they just kept coming.
"I'm s-s-sorry! I d-don't know why I'm cr-cr-crying!" I was so embarrassed.
He shushed me and hugged me close.
"It's okay, Nora. You're safe now. You're just in shock. You went through a lot tonight."
I muttered a thank you and put my head into the nape of his neck, I breathed him in and noticed the improvement from the sweaty man. He kissed the top of my head. We laid down on the couch and fell asleep. I had my first nightmare that night since the day I found out Dabria was gone and Patch was my guardian. And you can bet your butt Dabria was smack dab in the center of it.
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