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A/N: I wont spend to much time with an intro, I don't own anything!

Roxi: 'cept me bitch.

Me: true dat!

Song inspiration-downtown by Petula Clark

XX CHAPTER4 Downtown XX

The crowd formed a circle around us, I cracked my knuckles menacingly.

"Patch you ready?" Rixon asked him, he had his arms across his chest. His now infamous mischievous smirk. He nodded. "How 'bout you Roxi?"

"hell yea." I smiled.

"Have at it then , you must be daft!" he took a seat at the table and waited for us to begin.

"You know if you hadn't cheated this wouldn't have been an issue." I sneered.

"Maybe if you weren't so damn greedy either." he shot back. " I don't play games."

I walked up to him and shoved him back, "Unfortunately I do!" I hit him tauntingly. "Come on , go ahead, hit me." he shoved me back and I punched him in the face. He came right back at me and grabbed my wrist, twisting my arm behind my back. I leaned forward and flipped him over onto his back. I grabbed his wrist and twisted his arm, and stepped on his back to keep him down. Every one gasped.

He grabbed my ankle and pulled me down hard onto the ground with him, he straddled me and pinned me down by the shoulders.

"Give up yet?" he said bitterly. I just laughed and kicked him in his rock hard stomach.

"You wish!" I punched him in the face and he recoiled. His eyes murderous.

"Patch stop!" a blonde girl ran up to him. Her hair was pin straight and her green eyes expressive. "She's not worth it." she glared at me.

"Dabria, be quiet." Patch hissed.

"Yea Dabria be quiet, go bitch to someone who gives a shit." I grinned.

"Don't you start with me, I'll kick your ass." she threatened. I hit her in the face.

"Prove it whore." the world was spinning, euphoria rushed through my blood. I felt wild and in control. She lunged for me, and managed to get me in the eye.

"YOU FUCK!" I wanted her blood, I grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the center. I punched Dabria in the stomach and she coughed. Dabria took out my legs and I went crashing to the ground, slamming my head on the pavement. I tried to get up but the world flipped upside down and I lurched forward. I tried to steady my self but my head was overcome by so much pain. Pain that scorched my mind like a branding iron. I cried out and knelt clutching my head.

"This isn't fun anymore!" Rixon shouted and tried to help me up.

"Don't touch me." I growled and hear the whine of sirens in the distance. Fuck, I couldn't get caught again.

Patch grabbed me and the money off the table, he tried to pull me along with him as he ran to his car. But the pavement keep trying to meet my face, he said 'screw it' and picked me up. Patch buckled me into the passenger side of his black jeep commander. And took off full speed down the road.

"What the fuck man?" I mumbled incoherently. He caressed the side of my face.

"Shush now angel. I'm taking you to the hospital."

"No!" I shrieked. Hospitals meant doctors, doctors mean questions. And that meant a vacation to the psych ward. " oh god please no!" cried, and pleaded. "Take me home."

"Where do you live?" he said calmly, I told him my address. We sat silently for a good ten minutes. I was the first to brake it.

" The money is mine, but how about we split it even? Call a truce before I really hurt you." I tenderly touched the newly formed bruise across my right cheek. Patch looked totally unscathed.

"I guess." he said indifferently.

"I saw you laugh at my singing. Was I that bad?" I half smiled and winced as my face throbbed. Patch startled me by letting out a chuckle.

"I didn't laugh, I was simply amused. And yes you were that bad."

"Oh." my face dropped.

"only kidding angel, maybe sometime you can give me a private performance?" A wicked grin danced across his face as he pulled into my driveway. I noticed the absence of my moms car and sighed. Patched turned off the car and we both got out. I took 200 from the wad of money and left him the rest. He walked me up to the door keeping one hand clamped firmly on my waist. I noted how Dabria ripped the collar of my shirt when she tried to grab me. I gave him the keys from my bag and he le us in.

"Can you believe that 20 minutes ago I was going after you for the kill and now I'm letting you in my house." I laughed without humor. He smiled and closed the door behind us.

"Kitchens that way." I pointed. Patch helped me sit on top of the table.

"Where your first aid kit?" he asked. It took me a minute to understand what he said to me.

"Under the sink." I slurred, he went and fetched that. He rummaged around the drawers until he found a dark dish clothe, he wet it and brought everything over to me. He attempted to wash the blood off my face, a failed attempted.

"SHIT THAT STINGS!" I yelled.

"WOULD YOU CALM THE FUCK DOWN PLEASE?" he yelled back. "its just water , I need to clean it out." I gritted my teeth and let him finish, he gently rubbed anti-bacterial stuff and bandaged it.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I whispered. He looked at me silently, staring me down. Suddenly Patch crushed his lips to mine.

He pulled my body to him, and after a few seconds of struggling I let him steal my first kiss. My fingers tangled in his dark locks.

"That's easy, because I'm in love with you." he smiled evilly.

Hehe Roxi your so bad.

Roxi: I'm gonna cut you, and that little shit who kissed me. *smirk*

Me: *smack* you so like him shudder! R/R please?