Ch. 33
*Patrick POV* (when he wakes up in the closet)
There was a thud against the door and I jumped awake. THUD. Owch! I hit my head on the shelf. I stopped, was that Kaden coming back for me? No, the door would be open and he would have his hands around my neck by now. Who's out there?
I put my ear to the door and I heard... kissing sounds. Oh no, they are gonna do it and I'm gonna be in the closet. If these people find out I'm in the closet they'll freak! They will probably think I was jacking off in here or something! I need to get out without the noticing.
I heard a moan, oh god. There was more pounding on the door. Are they doing it against the closet door? Why, there's a bed right next to them?
I think they moved to the bed. I heard something, or someone, drop on the spring mattress. Maybe I can sneak out by crawling out the door while they are uhhh... getting busy.
I opened the door just a crack so I could see when I could move. Unfortunately that means I had to watch them until I found a good time to crawl out. I hated to intrude on their- Is that Courtney!?
It was. She was on top of some dude. In a bed. At a party. And I wasn't him. I got angry. I felt sad. I felt bad. I felt dirty. I was watching possibly the love of my life, make out with some dude!
What am I gonna do now! I'm frozen in my spot. I can't just walk out and be like, "Hey guys. Don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet, wishing to be the friction in your jeans."
Oh, isn't just messed up that I'm dying to be him? I just sat there, continuing to watch them. Hatred was growing inside me, with every brush of the hand to every kiss, it grew. But then, my stomach fell. It felt like it was gonna fall out of my ass. A wave of sadness washed over me. She had found someone else. I've lost her for good.
Then a door slammed open. I saw their faces turn towards the door. His face, it was Andy's friend. What was his name? Brandon, Brendon! I knew it! He wanted to get inside Courtney's pants! But she isn't a slut, she says. She would NEVER have sex with some dude she just met, she says! The anger started to build up again.
"What? Loser in the closet?" Oh god. This time it was Kaden coming back for me and Courtney is find out I was in the closet the whole time!
My thoughts cut short as the door flung open, revealing my cover. I just sat there with wide eyes. Brendon had a look on his face that told me he wasn't very happy, Courtney a look of disgust, anger, and confusion all in one. Kaden wore his famous evil smirk. I started stuttering.
"What the fuck man! Where you watching us?!" Brendon yelled. He stormed towards me.
I kept stuttering, "W-w-well I-I-I." Nothing would come out!
I glanced over at Courtney, I could see right through her stormy eyes. She was disappointed. "Patrick," she said softly, "Where you watching us?"
I looked at the carpet. I was, but how could I tell her that. She would never talk to me again, and this time for sure. Maybe of we were alone I could tell her what really happened. I know with Brendon here I wouldn't be able to get a word in.
"C-Courtney, I-I-I, alone." I stuttered out. That was the best I could do. I don't think I've ever had this bad of a problem with stuttering.
She looked at me confused. "Alone? You want to be alone?"
"N-no I-"
"Courtney! Why are you even trying to talk to this retard! He was watching us do it!" Brendon yelled.
"Ok first of all we were not going to "do it". I would have never let you get that far. Second of all Patrick is my friend, so there must be a reasonable explanation for why he was in the closet! Third, Patrick is not a retard. He is shy and scared at the moment. Now I know that it must be the beer talking and I'm going to let that slid." She glared at him and turned back to me.
"What was that again Patrick?" Her voice lowered as she spoke. She is a saint.
"I-I need t-to b-be alone, w-with you." I spoke slowly so I didn't stutter as much.
She nodded her head. She looked over at Brendon who rolled his eyes, muttered something, and walked out the door. Kaden was still standing there. "Get the fuck out Kaden!" She yelled.
His eyes widened and he made his way to the door. He's a lot less angry when he's drunk, weird. She sat down on the bed and pat the spot next to her. I walked over and sat next to her, she leaned my head on her shoulder and hugged me. Why is she so nice to me?
"Start from the beginning. Why were you in the closet?" She said softly.
"Kaden put me there. He took me upstairs and beat me up. Then he threw me in the closet. I guess I passed out."
She lift my head and turned it to face hers. She examined my face for cuts or bruises. The whole time I stared into her eyes, those beautiful light brown eyes that would make me melt. Her thumb grazed over a bruise on my cheek, I flinched.
"They got you good." She moved her hand around my head as found a bump. "Holy shit Patrick! You have a bump the size of a god damn baseball!" She said standing up and helping me up. "We need to get you some ice for that."
"Wait, I'm not finished telling the story. Plus, I don't really feel anything anymore." She turned.
"I guess you guys hit the door and it woke me up. I need to get out unnoticed so I opened the closet door a little. I saw you in bed with him and I froze. I guess... I guess I... I didn't want to believe it." I looked down at my shoes again.
"Oh uhh wow," she paused, then sighed, "Patrick, I'm sorry but I was gonna move on at one point. What you did was not okay, you had to have known that I would eventually find someone else at one point," she said grabbing my hand.
I looked up at her face, into those warm eyes, "I know. I guess I was hoping you would wake up one morning and forget what an awful person I am. Why are you so nice to me?"
She giggled, "Because, we're best friends. We've been friends for a long long time, sometimes you're the only thing that will keep me sane! But sometimes, you will drive me crazy! But we all need a little crazy in our lives."
Our eyes locked again, how I loved the way this girl saw the world. "Can I ask you something?" I asked.
"You just did Tricky."
"How do you feel about Brendon?" I asked seriously.
She giggled a bit again, "Well brace yourself Trick cause this might sting. I think he's a really cool and funny guy. And uhh, if you haven't noticed, he's a really good kisser," she said with a smile.
"Owch, well tell me how you really feel," I said putting my hand to my chest.
"Well you asked!"
We both laughed and Pete walked in. "Hey, glad to see you to are getting along. But two things, one, Patrick we are about to go on, and two, why is Brendon saying you were creepin' on him and Courtney?" he asked.
My face heated up and I looked down. Courtney laughed, "It's alright. Patrick was stuffed in the closet by Kaden. I'll go explain it to Brendon. You can take Patrick," she said getting up and walking out the door.
I stood up and followed her out. Pete stopped me, "The guys learned their parts in the song you wrote. Are you ready to play it?" he asked.
I thought about it for a second. Courtney seems really happy with this Brendon guy. I don't want to ruin her night by playing that song. He can have her for tonight, I can't control who she dates anyways, for now.
"Naw, let's leave it alone for now. Let's just play what we planned before," I said with a smile.
I pulled my guitar over my head and let the strap dangle the guitar from my shoulder. From our little makeshift stage we built I could see Courtney. She was talking with Brendon and Spencer. She looked up at me and smiled, giving me a thumbs up. Brendon put his arm around her shoulder and held his beer up to me smiling.
Pete grabbed the microphone, "Hey my party people! Who's ready to get down with their bad self!" He held the mike towards the room and everyone started screaming. "Now grab someone hot and if you're not it doesn't matter, take what'choo got! This song is called Champagne For My Real Friends, Pain For My Sham Friends!"
Pete placed the mike back in the stand and nodded at me. I turned and looked at Joe giving him a signal, we both started to strum.
You are a getaway car, a rush of blood to the head
But me, I'm just the covers on top of your bed
You steer away in a rear view mirror, you make my head swim
I keep you warm and won't ask you where you've been
With your backless black dress soaked to the skin
When it's said and done they're all scrambling
And we're friends, yeah we're friends
Just because we move units
Strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames
We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
Such a shame
The sounds of this small town make my ears hurt
Oh yeah, you caught me. But I caught you one worse
They say, "You want a war? You've got a war."
But who are you fighting for?
The tides out, the ship's run aground
We drown traitors in shallow water
With your backless black dress soaked to the skin
When it's said and done they're all scrambling
And we're friends, yeah we're friends
Just because we move units
I could see Courtney and Brendon dancing together. Being careful not to spill her drink, she moved her hips to the beat. I smiled, she was having fun. I watched the rest of the crowd's reaction. Most people were dancing and laughing. That's a good sign. Some people were making faces and shaking their heads, standing up against the wall with their arms crossed. It didn't bother me, as long an the guys were happy and Courtney was happy, I was happy.
Strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames
We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
Such a shame
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
Such a shame
Strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames
We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
Such a shame
The crowd cheered. I looked at the guys and we all realized at that moment that we just might have something special. Joe cheered, Pete threw up his pick, and Andy banged on the symbols. I could get used to this.
Hey guys! Sorry this one took a little longer than usual. Hope you enjoyed it non the less. Anywhore... Thnks fr rdng!