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A/N: Ok, so this is chapter two. I think. I haven't been thinking lately, (everyone I know thinks that's everyday), so I don't know what chapter is which. That may be a problem…… Just kidding! You should go on and read while I try to remember how to tie my shoes!


Patrick, who never liked to just sit down and watch a late night movie, talked me to death. In the show, yeah me and him are the most craziest bests friends in the whole show, but outside from that, not even close. All he talked about was how the food tasted and how much he wants to become a chef when he retires from show biz. I finally look at the clock and am not surprised to find it 11:00 p.m. I realize that he hasn't even talked about his supposed argument with Cherry. I think it's about time he fesses up. So as he begins to talk about that half eaten cheese burger he found, I quickly cut him off and say, "Hey, you still haven't told me about that argument you had with Cherry." He then immediately goes silent. I give him my signature eye stare that eventually gets to him then says, "She thinks I was cheating on her."

Wow. I never thought this would happen. Before I say anything he continues.

"I told her I wouldn't dare but she just wouldn't believe me. She ends up throwing my clothes out the window and kicks me out. She wouldn't even let me say anything before she said, 'I'm going to call the cops if you don't get your chubby butt outta here', then I called you then she said if I ever come back, she's getting a restraining order. I think she must be on something for her to blow up on me like that."

"Wow, man I didn't know."

"Yeah. Women can be so heartless, you know?"

"Yeah." But, how would I know? I have never dated before so I don't know how 'heartless' they can be. Sandy isn't like that, I know that.

After a little more talking and a couple of beers, Patrick retired to his guest room for the night, not forgetting to get a few cookies I had made the day before. I made sure that we were locked up and I picked up Gary, who was still sleep and placed him gently on his bed. After I go back to my room and go straight to my bed and fall asleep, not knowing that someone was slowly watching my every move….

At Sandy's House…..

I can't stop turning. It's like something is missing. I have my pillow, blanket, bed. What could be missing? Oh, not him. Why would I miss him? Of all people! Just because he planned on asking me for marriage and to come back doesn't mean I miss his cheating ass! Why should I even deal with people like him? Why can't he just learn how to let things go. What am I saying? I sound like my Aunt Price, the forgiving one. So far right now, I'm never forgiving him. What if I was stupid? What if I had a baby with him? I couldn't live with the guilt that I would have a baby and raise it on my own because my husband is a abuser. That would tear me apart. Maybe I should call? No. I shouldn't then he may get the idea that I want him back. But if I did then I wouldn't be here, living under water and as an actress either. The only person who seems to understand me is my best friend, my co-worker, my…… No, he's not. He could be. No I can't, I won't. Heck, just look at Cherry. She doesn't get along with Patrick but they tell everyone that they do. She even called me tonight and said that Patrick cheated on her while he was in the club. I don't know how she got that but she must've went pretty far to find that out because she also told me she kicked him out. She doesn't even care if he is dead or alive. I love her but she has major issues, a lot I can't solve when I have my own. I just hope he doesn't come down here to get me. I really hope he won't.


A/N: Thanks everyone for reading it and don't forget to read and have a nice day!