A/N: Here's it is.the eventful, 1,300+ word chapter that I think is my best yet! Read on! ;)


He slowly turned the handle and opened the door. There were candles lit all over the apartment. I don't even own candles, he thought. What the hell is going on? "Who the hell thinks that it is funny to barge in here…" He was stopped by the figure of a young woman of about eighteen, standing in his bedroom doorway. She was petite- as most Asians like her are. Her mesmerizing eyes offset the creamy white skin of her face, which is framed by her delicate, straight, shiny, black locks. She was wearing absolutely nothing- except her Victoria's Secret bra and panties. His jaw dropped not only in surprise but also in shock of how good she looked.

"It's been a really long time. Don't you agree, Pat?" the girl said, pouting her lips and slowly walking towards him in a pair of stiletto heels.

He snapped back to reality, closing his mouth. "You have absolutely no business being here. Put some clothes on and get the hell out," he said, putting down his bag and motioning towards the door. "I have a girl in my life. Her name is Kat and she is ten times better than you will ever be."

"Oh, I highly doubt that this pussy-Kat can give you the pleasure I can," she replied, finally reaching Patrick. She ran her hands all over his nicely built body, not believing that he still looked as good as ever.

But he reached out and took her hands away. "I was not kidding when I told you to get lost. Now leave."

"Oh, I love that sexy voice of yours," she responded, ignoring the order he gave her. "I missed it so much. After all," she paused, grabbing his head and forcing him to look into her eyes, "that's why I came here. I missed you," she concluded before reaching his lips with hers and deeply kissed him.

*It was almost too much for him. Places where he had never known as pleasure points now felt so good they hurt. He couldn't believe that a sixteen year old could do this to him. His breathing became more rapid, it was hard to keep himself from moaning. She took the look of pain on his face as a sign that she was doing well…*

He pulled her away. She looked so much better than she did back then- he couldn't even imagine what she could do now. But he wasn't going to go there. He had Kat and that was all he needed. "I don't want to hear anymore of your crap," he finally said.

She grabbed his hands and looked straight into his eyes. " You know that we shared something very special. Why are you choosing to block it out of your memory? We had great times, you and I. You think you can just turn me off, walk out of my life? Well, it just isn't that simple."

~

Kat pulled up to her house, noticing that Bianca and her father were both home. All three of them were on better terms with each other, making the Stratford home a much calmer place. "I'm home," Kat announced to anyone who cared as she walked in the front door. She approached her father, who was reading in the next room. "Hey, Dad," she said, giving him a peck on the top of his bald head, "I'm going to the movies tonight with Patrick, okay?"

"Is there anthing I can say that will make you not want to go?" Mr. Stratford questioned, for he would rather not think of the strong possibility that his daughter and Patrick Verona could be making out all night. Not to say that he didn't like Patrick, it's just that the thought of his daughters being romantically involved made him a bit uneasy.

"No, not really," Kat replied. "Sorry! The movie starts at 7:45 and Patrick is picking me up at 7:00. I'll be home by curfew," she added, as she climbed the stairs.

~

"Jesus, Mai! What the hell are you pulling that out for?" Patrick asked our mystery woman, as she sat on top of him, knife in hand.

"I've got plenty more where that came from, don't you worry. Now you listen and you listen good. You're gonna tell that skank of yours that you and I are back together, because now we are, whether you like it or not. Do you have any sort of date with her tonight?"

"Yes," he replied, "we are going to see a movie tonight. I am picking her up at 7:00." He hated being forced to answer her questions, but he knew that she was fully capable of slicing his head off, no questions asked. She was that crazy and that strong that she could suppress him the way she is. It wasn't even him getting hurt that he was afraid of. All because he opened his stupid mouth, she now knew about Kat and would surely torture or hurt her.

"Okay. Then you are going to pick her up, have your little date, and at the end of it, break the news that Pat and Kat- oh, how cute- will be no longer. Got it?" Mai asked, pressing the blade against his neck with that last sentence.

~

Where on Earth could he be? Kat thought. He is already three minutes la… The ringing of the doorbell interrupted her thoughts. "I got it," she yelled. Eyes rolled, she walked up to the door and turned and pulled the handle.

"Hey, I'm really sorry I am late. An old friend came by and so we were talking and I lost trak of time. I'm really sorry! Forgive me?" Patrick exploded as soon as she opened the door,

"Whatever. By the way, begging does not suit you. Now let's go before we are late for the movie," she replied, pulling him by the shirtfront to her car.

~

Soon, the two were pulling up in front of the theatre. When they reached the roof of the parking garage, Patrick hopped out of his seat, around the car, and opened her door. "Don't be weird," Kat said, though she couldn't help saying it with a slight smile.

"Even though I know you hate all this kind of stuff, I am buying and you are going to have to wrestle me to have it any other way," Patrick firmly stated. He did not expect that Kat would actually try to wrestle him, so he was surprised when she jumped on top of him and pinned him to the ground.

"I don't care if you pay or not, but let's go! We're going to miss the previews. I want to see if there is anything upcoming this season that is worth my time," she concluded, perched atop his stomach.

"Jesus, Mai! What the hell are you pulling that out for?" Patrick asked our mystery woman, as she sat on top of him, knife in hand.

"I've got plenty more where that came from, don't you worry. Now you listen and you listen good. You're gonna tell that skank of yours that you and I are back together, because now we are, whether you like it or not. Do you have any sort of date with her tonight?"

"Yes," he replied…

Horrified at him self for thinking of that just then, he said with a start, "Yeah, let's go." He pushed her off of him.

"What is up with you tonight?" Kat inquired, wondering why he was acting so strange as she jumped to her feet.

"Uh…It's nothing…I…uh…think I'm just…uh…tired…yeah, tired," he unsmoothly replied.

"Well, let's go. All this conversation is making us later by the minute." They then dashed from the top of the parking garage to the movie theatre. They hastily bought their tickets, popcorn, and made their way to Theatre Number Four. Once settled in their seats, Patrick spoke.

"Kat, I want to talk to you about something."

"What is i…oh, shh…the movie's starting!"

"Damn," he murmured to him as the opening song played and the film began to roll.

A/N: I hope you loved it- I sure did! But regardless of whether you liked it or not, REVIEW anyway!!!

Charlotte ;)

PS. * * =flashback!