"I'M NOT WHO I USED TO BE, ANGEL."
Chapter 2
'Is he the man I truly fell in love with?'
Previously on "I'M NOT WHO I USED TO BE, ANGEL.":
"Stop struggling!" Patch demanded. I stiffened and did what I was told, I was in too much of a shock to scream, it was impossible for me to get away and I knew that.
This is not Patch! Patch would never do this! He is good! This...this thing is a monster who stole Patch's face! But if he isn't Patch...where is Patch?
Now:
Stop.
"Let me go! Patch please!" I kept screaming, I wanted him to let me go.
"Shut up or I'll cut your tongue out!" Patch snaps. I stayed still and cried softly trying to stay quiet like Patch told me. Patch heard my cries and stopped walking.
"You think I want to do this? You think I have a choice?!," This was Patch talking, the real Patch "I wanted you to hate me before..." He stopped and let me go.
"Run. Run and don't ever look back. This is the only way you won't have to carry this burden around with you...,"
What burden? What was he talking about?
"Please don't come back, don't come looking for me, for your own safety, Angel. Just run." He took my hands into his and pressed his lips against mine hardly but softly at the same time. His kiss was seductive, intensive and unforgettable.
"Go." He said and pulled away. I was frozen with the fear of never seeing Patch again, I simply couldn't move. Everything was so blurry around me and I could barely feel Patch's arms trying to shake me out of...lets say my own little world.
"Nora! Nora, snap out of it!" Patch kept shaking me until the point I was in tears, the tears weren't from the pain of how hard he shook me but the pain of my heart being ripped out of my chest. Heartbreak.
"Don't leave me..?" I asked, I couldn't live without Patch, I just couldn't. Living without Patch is like not breathing, I'd die. I flung myself into his arms and let the tears flow, Patch's arms were wrapped around me protectively and I could hear the footsteps of people running. I looked up at Patch and saw by his face expression that he knew there was no way of escaping- escaping whatever we were escaping from- and that we would have to do the things that were lined up for us.
"Please, we still might have time." Patch was getting more impatient by every second. He knew that this thing or things were getting closer. I shook my head and snuggled into his arms, he was so cold however I didn't care, just by his touch I felt safe.
"Look what we have here," Said a voice behind me and Patch, I wanted to turn around and look although I knew that when I did all of this would be true. Patch held me so tightly I thought I was going to suffocate, it looked like he didn't want me to see this /man/ or thing with a human voice.
"Patch?" I asked almost silently, he looked down at me with a tear rolling down his cheek.
I've never seen Patch cry...ever. This really must be serious.
"Shh, shh. Everything is going to be okay.." Patch sounded uncertain of himself. He stroked my back softly and I couldn't help myself but cry.
"I thought you were going to make her hate you, Jev. Looks like you changed your mind." I could hear the smirk on his face.
"Did you tell her? Did you tell her what you have to do? What she had to go through?" I couldn't stand listening to this doushebag anymore! I had to do something!
I pushed myself away from Patch and walked up to this thing's face.
"What?! What is Patch going to do?! What am I going to go through?!" Patch instantly grabbed my wrist and started to pull me back to the place we stood before in. I instantly pulled my wrist back but he grabbed it again and held it tightly to the point in nearly hurt.
"Patch let me go! I need to know! I have the right to know!" I pulled my wrist away from Patch and walked back in front of this thing's face.
"Aren't you a naughty one, trying to pull away when the father of your soon-to-be-conceived child is only trying to help you." A wide grin formed on his face. He looked strangely familiar...too familiar in fact.
"Gabe?" My face was burning hot with fury. Gabe was our threat? No way. Patch could take him on any minute.
"Yup. Oh and did you get what I meant?" He still wore that grin on his face. He made me sick. Everything about Gabe made me want to puke. His hair which was now black, his shark tooth necklace still on him and of course that grin. I just wanted to puke all over that. I really needed to puke...
When I didn't respond Gabe looked up and down at me still having that ugly grin on his pale face.
"You do know that dress," He pointed his finger at my white summer dress "won't fit you in 9 months right?" I just wanted to slap his face and run away with Patch to a place where we would never see Gabe again. Therefore I closed my eyes for a second and imagined. I imagined that one day me and Patch would be married, not a white wedding but the wedding that nobody would ever forget, something special. A Honeymoon in Hawaii, I imagined sunbathing on the beach while Patch massaged my back. Maybe even a family, a daughter or a son but in the future of course, although I have no idea if Patch would ever want kids. Would he be up for the idea of becoming a father in the future?
I snapped out of my little daydream and looked at Gabe who was now smirking.
"What?! I'm not...," I paused realising exactly what Gabe was talking about "I'm not pregnant! Do I look pregnant to you?!" My face turned red from how furious I was. Gabe just laughed.
"Is this funny to you?! Because it sure hell isn't to me!" I was about to slap Gabe but he grabbed my wrist before I could even raise it.
"Not yet you're not." My mind tried to put everything together but there was still a big piece missing from the information I knew. I didn't even know if I actually did know anything. Patch saw Gabe holding my wrist and was about to run to attack him.
"Take one more step and that delicate hand of hers will have a cast on it." Gabe squeezed my hand tight, so tight tears started to from in my eyes. He held me like this, I knew I couldn't get away. Patch put his hands in front of him as if he was defending something.
"Okay okay, just let her go." Patch sighed, a small strap of curly hair fell on his face but he didn't care. I cried out in pain and kicked his Gabe's foot.
"Nora don't!" Patch was too late with his warning about kicking him, Gabe however knew exactly what I was going to do and twisted my hand to the point where I heard a snap. He let me go and I dropped to the ground holding my broken hand.
"Are you crazy?! It's broken! I told you that no harm will come to her! No harm." Patch sounded angry, I have never witnessed Patch angry. Whenever he became angry I would normally just go to our room and read a book waiting for him to calm down.
"Patch, I'm fine.." I wasn't fine but I was already stressed too much to see Patch being angry that I just wanted to calm him down.
"Shutup!" Patch snapped. I backed away a little. Never have I seen Patch that angry. Of course I witnessed some events when he would get mad but never something like this. For some reason I broke down crying, I was ashamed for being in love with him.
Oh god why would I even think that?! Of course I'm not ashamed of being in love with Patch I'm just scared and want to go home nothing else other than that!