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Hey all! Hope you like this chapter! Its pretty intense! There is going to be a chapter 3 though, so don't worry :)
Joy's POV
I awoke to a sharp knock on my door. KT and Willow, my roomies now that Patricia moved in with Mara, looked up at me questioning. I yawned, and shrugged my shoulders to show I didn't know, and shut my eyes, trying to fall back asleep. The knocking began again, echoing and tormenting me. I reluctantly got up and opened the door. The figure dragged me into the hall and closed the door behind us. I groaned when I saw who it was. "Eddie?" I said annoyed, "What could you possibly want at 6:30 am?"
"Can't sleep," he said. I looked at him, and I believed it. I could tell he hadn't slept all night.
"So? What does that have to do with me," I asked, confused.
"Actually, it's about Patricia…" He had my attention now. Ugh, if only she wasn't so stubborn, they would still be together.
"I'm listening," I informed him.
"Well, I heard you guys talking the other day, and I happened to hear Yacker say she still likes me," he paused to smirk, very full if himself I must add, "And obviously, I'm crazy for her-"
"Definitely obvious," I added, cutting him off. He glared at me.
"-And I was wondering if you could give me some tips?" I thought about it and came up with something perfect, feeling vey Amber-like.
"Don't worry Eddie, I know what to do. All you have to do is show up to a movie at 7:00." Everything about him perked up when I said this, his face instantly transforming from worried, to grinning.
"Than-"He started to thank me, but it was too late because I already shut the door on him, determined to carry out operation Peddie.
Eddie's POV
Fabian glanced at me as I walked into our room. "Where have you been?" He asked me.
"Just grabbing an early morning snack, I couldn't sleep," I lied. I wasn't about to make it public that I was still pining for my ex-girlfriend. After talking to Joy, (which went pretty well if you don't count her slamming the door in my face), I feel pretty reassured. It's not like she tried to deny Patricia saying she liked me or anything. I realize its lame, but I can't stop thinking about her; I can't sleep. It wasn't like this movie was an official date, but I vowed, if I got the chance, I would make it one.
Patricia's POV
I got up, thanks to Mara and her stupid alarm clock, and got ready for school. As I walked out the door to join my housemates for breakfast, I was surprised to see Joy waiting for me outside my door. She looked annoying excited, and I was pretty sure I didn't want to know why. I swear, if she says something about Fabian… "Trish-a-a!" She sing-songed. Yep, it was definitely about Fabian. The only other thing Joy gets excited about is me and Eddie. Oh, shit. Eddie must have told Joy something.
"Um ya, hi Joy!" I said hurriedly, side-stepping her and fast walking to breakfast. I took a seat between Willow and Alfie, trying to make myself unavailable to Joy. She came in, frowned disapprovingly, and sat down next to Alfie. Saved for now, I thought. Eddie kept giving me these really weird looks, but I ignored him. He looks cute today. Wait did I just say that? Ugh, what's wrong with me? Something was up with Eddie and Joy, I could sense it. As soon as I got up, Joy practically pounced on me. She slipped her arm in mine saying,"Hey Trish!"
"Hi," I said unenthusiastically, yanking my arm free. I was being pretty rude, but it didn't faze Joy. She was used to it.
"We're going to a movie tonight!" She pronounced, not giving me an option. I eyed her suspiciously, and then sighed.
"Fine, but it better not be a romance movie." Joy looked at the floor guiltily.
"Joy! No! I'm not going."
"Yes you are. It's final." And with a flip of her hair, she stalked off, really reminding me of Amber. That was the thing about Joy. She could get me to do just about anything, and she knew it. It pissed me off. The day dragged on boringly. It seemed the teachers were favoring unnecessary lectures today. I would never admit it, but I was kind of looking forward to a girl's movie night. Maybe I should tell Joy to invite Mara. Anyways when I brought it up to Joy later she acted all weird, saying something about wanting to spend time with just me. I don't buy it. Something's up. After dinner, I decided to get ready for movie night, because Joy wanted to leave early. For my outfit, I settled on a pair of dark-wash jeans, killer boots, a deep, red top, and a leather jacket. I refreshed my even, but loose, curling iron curls, fussing with my hair until it was perfect. For makeup, I wore a thick layer of both top and bottom liner. I have to admit; I looked pretty good, and felt good too.
Joy's POV
Operation Peddie was going pretty smoothly. Patricia had almost ruined it by asking Mara to come, but I fixed it. And of course she was reluctant to come, but I got her to go. It was almost time for us to leave, so I slipped into light skinny jeans, a light purple top, deep purple heels, and a black sweater. I went downstairs, and met Patricia at the door. "You look good," I said.
"You too," she replied, not being sarcastic for once. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Eddie coming, so I quickly yanked Patricia out the door and into my car.
Eddie's POV
It was time to meet Patricia and Joy at the movies, and I was physicked. I wore jeans and a T-shirt, not bothering to dress up. I look good in anything, and I pretty sure Patricia thinks so too. I pulled on a sweatshirt over my tee, and headed to the door. I caught a glimpse of Joy rushing Patricia out the door, so I decided to wait a little while before leaving, not wanting to chance being seen. After about 5 minutes, I left in my car.
Patricia's POV
We arrived at the 7:00 showing of Beautiful Creatures at 6:50. After getting our popcorn and drinks, we went into the theater. It was small, and could probably fit about 50 people. Except it was deserted. There was not one other person in it. We waited, and eventually someone else did show up. "Eddie?!" I said angrily. So much for girl's night.
Joy's POV
Eddie arrived about 7 minutes after me and Trixie. He entered in his usual casual clothing. I sighed. Definitely not date material. Patricia caught sight of him and started freaking out and screaming at me. I calmed her down, or at least tried to. I made a show of coughing. "Um, sorry Trixie, I'm not feeling good. I'm going to go home, but don't worry, Eddie will bring you home." He winked at Patricia. She groaned. I smiled. My work was done. The fact that Patricia and Eddie were alone together in a dark room would do the rest for me. More than one thing was bound to happen.
Patricia's POV
I couldn't believe Joy, setting me up like that. I bet she planned it all out this morning. Eddie, still standing, came over to me and sat in the spot Joy had been sitting in a second before. I sighed, shot him a look, and got up to move a couple of seats down to put some space between us. He didn't let me. No sooner had I gotten up, that my hand was grabbed and I was yanked down, back into my seat. I looked at him viciously.
"Try that again and I swear-"
"Hey Yacker," he said softly, cutting me off and staring into my eyes intensely. I couldn't help it. He made me stupid and clumsy. I couldn't think coherently.
"Hi," I mumbled, frustrated. Was that really the best thing I could come up with? I looked away suddenly feeling self-conscious.
"You look really pretty tonight," He continued putting me under a sort of spell, and it was starting to piss me off. I didn't reply, pretending to ignore him. I stared at the screen, telling myself that I was alone watching a movie. I prayed he wouldn't bring up that he knew I still liked him. Secretly I was thrilled he was trying to get me back at all, but my stubborn side always takes over. Well, usually. It seemed to disappear along with my brain when Eddie was talking. I couldn't stand being there anymore. I got up and starting walking out of the theater.
"Where are you going?" He asked me, getting up and standing perfectly in my way.
"I'm going home," I stated. He looked at me and I saw a flash of hurt in his eyes.
"You can't. I'm your ride, remember?" Oh, I remembered. I couldn't forget if I wanted to.
"Well I guess I'm walking then," I said rudely. I tried to walk around him, but he wouldn't let me escape him. I put my hand on his chest, and forcibly pushed him back and to the side. It stunned him enough to give me a clear escape route. I didn't run- I wasn't stupid. Instead, I calmly walked out. He watched, surprised, before running after me. "Patricia, wait," he begged me, "Give me a chance please." I stopped. It gave him the time he needed to grab my hand and lead me back to my seat. I sat down and glared. He smiled.
"I knew it," He said.
"Excuse me?" I said, exaggerating my accent a little.
"I knew you wouldn't leave," he stated simply. That really bothered me.
"Want to bet?" I asked him, standing up quickly.
"Calm it, Patricia. I'm sorry," he apologized. I relaxed, sitting down again. I started watching the movie. Something about a witch who falls in love with a mortal. Boring. I wished I brought my IPod. It seemed like just the sort of movie Joy would choose. Eddie kept glancing at me, and it was extremely distracting. The characters in the movie started kissing, and I tensed. It reminded me of us. Eddie noticed, of course, and smirked at me. I'm not exactly sure how it happened, but the next thing I knew we were kissing. Time drifted away, I couldn't see, I couldn't feel anything but his lips on mine. I couldn't even remember what 2+2 equals.
-POV
It didn't seem like a "missing you" kiss. It was born from desire and longing, the intense kind that could only come from deep inside them. The kind of passion, rage, hurt, and frustration; everything they had ever felt for each other summed up in one kiss.
Eddie's POV
Patricia's stubborn nature was really starting to get on my nerves. She almost ruined our date on multiple occasions. I could tell she was trying to ignore me. She didn't have to say anything, I knew how she felt. But it didn't matter; I was determined. So I kissed her. I grabbed her, put her in my lap, and kissed her. She didn't push me away, which only encouraged me. She was mine; I was in control. It didn't take long for her to catch up to me; we were lost in our passion for each other. The movie ended, but we didn't stop. Couldn't. I pulled her closer, pushed by my instinct, kissing her with my whole being; with everything I had. She pulled away, breathless, but I wasn't done. I recaptured her lips, my hands on her waist, kissing down her neck. It wasn't enough. I need all of her, and I needed it now.
Patricia's POV
Eddie paused for a second, allowing my brain to start semi-functioning. I became aware of reality, realized where exactly I was. I scrambled off him, scaring myself with thoughts of what could've happened.
"E-Eddie, we have to go," I stammered, "The movie is over."
"So? 5 more minutes?" he pleaded with me.
He didn't understand me. Didn't he see? He and Joy set me up. I slipped and fell into his trap again.
"I'm done," I said, leaving.
"Done? What are you talking about?"
"With you, this, everything, this isn't what I want."
"Oh really? You're denying your feelings for me? Even though I heard you say you still like me?" he yelled.
"Well maybe I just wanted to figure it out on my own terms, without being set up!" I yelled back.
"And maybe I just thought I deserved an explanation after you broke up with me for, I don't know, no reason?"
"You wouldn't understand if I told you!" We were screaming at each other now.
"Would I? You might know if you ever actually gave me a chance to!" I hated fighting with him.
"Eddie, bring me back. I want to go back to the school," I said softly. But he was still angry, not letting it go as easily.
"So that kiss meant nothing to you?" he said, softer now. I knew I couldn't lead him on any more than I already had. I couldn't face my apparent feelings for him. They were so strong. I knew if we got back together it would tear us apart.
"No," I whispered, "Nothing at all." It was a blatant lie. I couldn't believe he didn't see through it. There was so much pain and hurt on his face, that I wanted to take it back. But I knew it was better for both of us if I didn't. We got into his car, not talking. He wouldn't even look at me.
Eddie's POV
"It was nothing." The words repeated themselves in my head, screaming at me. My vision clouded over, despair overtaking me. I felt my happiness slipping away, stabbing me in the heart every second I sat next to her. It was the realization that tore me down. To the girl I loved more than life itself, I was nothing. For a second, I lost control of the car. I didn't see the black minivan until it hit us from behind.
Patricia's POV
The ear-piercing crunch of car against car was unmistakable. Time slowed to a stop. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. I lost count of how many cars hit us. Each new impact traumatizing. I couldn't scream, my voice wouldn't let me. The last impact was the worst, colliding with his car at such force that the car spiraled out of control, and flipped completely over. The airbags failed. Eddie was thrown forward, and I found my scream as his skull impacted with glass. It shattered into a million pieces, producing an unbelievable sound. He had gone clean through the windshield, head first. It stopped then. "Eddie! Eddie!" I shrieked his name over and over. I had to get out of here. I had to help him. Now. I didn't have to get out to know Eddie's car was totaled. The road was covered in twisted shards of metal, paint, and glass. I became aware of two things in that moment. 1. I was stuck, wedged in between the crushed front and back of the car. 2. Every moment I was stuck, Eddie was getting closer to death.
Eddie's POV
I was lying on the ground unmoving. My head was throbbing, and shards of glass were sticking out every visible inch of my body. I'm pretty sure my leg was also broken. I heard the disturbing snap when I landed on it at an unnatural angle. I felt guilty and responsible for everything. I thanked God it was me and not Patricia. I could hear him screaming for me, but I couldn't answer. "I'm sorry," I whispered. Another trauma of pain rocketed throughout my body, and I blacked out, unknowingly slipping into a coma.
Patricia's POV
If I couldn't help Eddie, someone else would. I called 911, realizing I was the only person that could still function. I heard the sirens, and the sound pulsed through my head, increasing the pain of my headache. Then I called Joy.
Joy's POV
I was sitting on my bed wondering why Patricia and Eddie weren't back yet. I figured they were just staying a little after the movie to, you know, catch up. They better be back soon though, Victor locks up at 10:00. My phone began ringing, and I searched for it, answering on about the third ring. It was Patricia. "Patricia! Are you almost back?"
"Joy-help-please-Eddie..." static buzzed in my ear, cutting her off every third word. It was soft, because she was talking in a strained whisper. I could tell she was scared, probably for Eddie, and I knew she was hurt.
"I'm coming," I promised her, hanging up. KT and Willow looked over at me. "I think Eddie and Patricia are in a car crash. They're both hurt." They looked surprised, but I didn't wait for a reply. I ran to the door, ignoring Victor yelling at me. If they were in a car crash, the traffic would be unbearable. I wouldn't be able to get to them fast enough. So I ran. I ran the fastest I had ever run in my entire life, driven by my fear and concern for my friends. I spotted where the car crash happened. I didn't stop running until I reached Eddie's car. I realized why Patricia couldn't help Eddie; she was trapped in the car. By the time I approached her, tears were steadily flowing down her cheeks. She motioned to go in front of the car. I found Eddie unconscious, covered in glass, blood streaming down his skin. His leg was twisted oddly to the left. I screamed. I thought he was dead. I really did. It was a horrifying sight. I picked up his body, and sighed with relief as I felt a pulse. He was heavy, and the glass slipped under my skin where my arms supported him. But I had to keep going. I yelled for a policeman, who hadn't seen him before. They were busy rescuing everyone else. It seemed Patricia was the only one still conscious. "Please help him," I begged them. Their eyes widened, and they took action immediately. Eddie was rushed to the hospital in critical condition. After I rescued Eddie, I went back for my best friend. She was in hysterics, hurting more internally that on the outside. I forced open the door, which was also badly damaged. I helped her get out, and we got into the ambulance together. My arms circled around her protectively, I didn't let her go. She couldn't stop crying, sobs racketing through her body. Her devastation swallowed her up, and she couldn't talk. I didn't ask her what happened, fearing I would upset her more than she already was.
Patricia's POV
I had seen the police man take Eddie away in that stretcher. He looked dead. It was my fault, I knew it was. And all I could think was if he dies during the night I wouldn't ever have the chance to tell him the truth. That I love him.
