A/N So here is the next chapter! I hope you enjoy! Comments are appreciated. Also, I think you guys like this story…well here's the update…sorry for it taking so long. Didn't know where to go with Patricia and Olive and Eddie. (: But now I think I do!
Don't own HOA. Do own plotline. (:

"Patricia?" Eddie asked.

Patricia looked up. "No…no." she whispered.

Olive began to squirm from her spot in Nina's arms and began to throw out a high pitched cry. Patricia held her head and walked over to Nina. She snatched the baby from her and cradled the little girl in her arms.

"Is that yours?" Eddie asked. His eyes were wide.

"Yes." Patricia said quietly.

"Is it mine too?" he asked quieter.

Patricia didn't answer. She closed her eyes and felt a tear fall down her cheek.

Patricia came home from school. She'd been angry with him for not trusting her enough to tell her about Mr. Sweet. She walked into Anubis house and went straight to her shared room with Joy. She flung herself on the black and white Victorian looking bedspread. She cried. She'd thought he trusted her. Then he'd thrown all the sweet stuff about him in the trash and had lied to her. Not exactly, lied-just hadn't trusted her enough to tell her.

They weren't friends.

Fifteen minutes later, he walked in the bedroom. He sighed, "Patricia, you're home from school quite early."

She ignored his words. "I hate you."

"I love you." Eddie threw back.

"No you don't!" she argued.

Eddie chuckled, "How do you know? Every time I try to tell you how I feel you scream at me."

"You didn't trust me enough to tell me about your dad!"

"I didn't trust anyone! I didn't want anyone to know. They would treat me different."

"I wouldn't." Patricia cornered.

"And I'm sorry." Eddie said softly. "Now look at me."

Patricia lifted her head slightly and he cupped her chin in his hand. He pressed his lips against hers.

And suddenly, she was his.

He scoffed and grumbled, "Well I have a date. Make sure the kid shuts up so that I don't have to leave the house for dinner."

Patricia's eyes opened and he was gone with a slam of the door. Patricia waited for Olive's cry. It came and Patricia shushed the baby. "Shh, baby girl. Be quiet. Go to sleep. Go to sleep."

Nina sighed, "Patricia, I'm sure he didn't mean it."

Patricia looked up. "Mean what?" she snapped. "Mean that he didn't have a date? I highly doubt it. He's hot. Whatever. It doesn't matter. He knows. I can leave. I'll just go to Poppy's house and stay."

Patricia stored Olive into her carrying case and then picked up the diaper bag. She threw it over her arm and then started for the door.

Nina grabbed her arm. "No. Don't leave because of Eddie!"

"Give me one good reason I should stay."

"Uh…" Finally Fabian spoke up, his voice cracking at the sound.

"For Olive."

"I can go visit Poppy with Olive. Poppy loved her pictures, I'm sure Poppy wouldn't mind her poopy diapers."

"But when Poppy's at school?" Nina questioned. "Just stay here. I'll babysit for free. I'll talk to Eddie."

"I don't want you to. Nina, I'm fine. We're fine."

Nina sighed, "Just try it for a week. If you don't like my babysitting services, you can go and live with Poppy for a while."

Patricia sighed. "A week. That's it."

~Eddie~

When he reached his room he realized he was hyperventilating and crying. His tears fell down his cheeks as he slid down the door.

"Why are you leaving, Pat?" Joy's prim British accent was clipped and sad as she spoke the words.

"No reason. Need a change of scenery." Eddie could tell that she was lying through her teeth.

"But I thought things were going well with you and Eddie." Joy cornered.

Patricia sighed as she slammed down the suitcase lid. "They are-were. They were going amazingly. It's family things."

"But it's not fair!" Joy complained. "If you leave I'll probably get another dull roommate. Like Nina."

"Nina's my friend too." Patricia snapped. "And besides, you'll learn to love her."

Eddie's eyes went wide.

He ran from his evesdropping spot and rushed into Patricia's room. "When were you going to tell me?"

"Eddie!" Patricia exclaimed.

"No. Whatever, Yacker."

Eddie cried even harder. He'd always wondered why she'd left. Had he left because she'd gotten pregnant with his baby?

His baby.

He didn't even know if it was a boy or a girl. The baby had sounded rather high pitched and had a pink blanket. But Patricia was strange and he was sure that if she had a boy it would be leathered up in Harley Davidson things.

What kind of man was Eddie? He was crying over a baby. The baby could be the cause of rape as far as he'd known.

But it looked so much like him.

~Patricia~

Patricia knocked on the door of Piper's flat. Piper came to the door and Patricia faced herself. Having a twin was like looking into a mirror.

Piper's hair was pulled back into a slick slim ponytail. She was wearing a pink floral blouse with a pair of slim white jeans. She looked pretty today.

"Patricia!" She exclaimed. She wrapped her arms around her sister.

Patricia didn't return the hug.

"Piper, let go of me."

"Oh. Sorry." Piper said sheepishly. She pulled away.

Patricia rolled her eyes. "Can I stay here for a while?"

"Of course! Come in!"

She moved out of the door and Patricia walked into the flat. It was nicely decorated. The floors were all a hard wood and the kitchen was what the door opened up to. It had black wallpaper on it with a white Victorian print. It was spick and span and obviously Piper's perfect taste. The chairs were polished to the armrests. Next came the living room. A huge screen covered the white wall. It was like the reverse of the kitchen. The base was white and then the Victorian print was black. The furniture was black.

"So, why are you here today?" Piper asked as she grabbed a pink cup from the cabinet. She opened up the fridge door and grabbed the bottle of unsweetened tea. She poured half a glass and shot it down her throat with no sugar. She gagged. "Note to self: never drink tea without sugar."

Patricia laughed nervously. "Uh…no reason. Just missed you…and stuff."

Piper put a hand on her hip. "We all know that's not true."

"Fine," Patricia groaned, "I just needed to get away from Anubis for a few months."

"Why are you running away suddenly?"

"No reason."

Piper raised an eyebrow. She reached for the phone. "I'll call dad."

"And tell him that I ran away?" Patricia thought for a moment and snatched the phone. "Please don't."

"And tell me why I shouldn't."

"Just…don't."

Piper began dialing the numbers of her father's number.

"Stop!" Patricia yelled. "I'm pregnant, alright!"

Piper dropped the phone. "You're what?"

"I'm pregnant."

Patricia opened her eyes. She didn't want to. She wanted to go back to whenever Olive was inside of her and wasn't in the dangerous world where she would get hurt by her father and her mother. She waked up to the growling of her own stomach. Nina and Fabian had gone out for the night and had left Patricia alone with Olive in her room.

Patricia picked up Olive who was awake. Olive needed a change of clothing. Patricia walked to Olive's wardrobe and picked out a purple onesie with black stripes and a pair of brown UGG boots. She changed Olive from her boring pink onesie to the new outfit and then wrapped Olive in a pink and purple and black striped fluff blanket. She cradled Olive and then pushed her own UGG boots onto her legs. She bounced little Olive as she walked down the stairs.

She hoped desperately that Eddie and his date had left so that she could get something to eat.

If they hadn't Patricia would just have to figure out how to get into the kitchen, fetch a snack and then be off on her way. Easy as pie, right?

Patricia stood at the doorway listening closely. She heard soft giggling and then Eddie's obnoxious chewing.

"You're so gross when you eat!" a girl's voice announced.

Laughing. "Yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"Well, baby Bethany, I'm sorry but I only chew loudly 'cause I know it turns you on…"

More Laughing. "Who ever told you that is wrongly…wrong." 'Bethany' said.

Eddie sighed. "If it doesn't then I guess I'll just have to try and stop chewing loudly…"

"Please do."

Patricia sighed and shifted Olive. Olive whimpered and Patricia quickly whispered, "Shh…you've gotta be extra quiet so mommy can get herself some food so that daddy doesn't hear you, yeah?"

Patricia went to the kitchen entrance.

She let her eyes drift slowly to the dining room. They were alone at the big oak table.

'Bethany' was pretty. She had blond hair that was lightly frosted with a light strawberry pink. She was slim and didn't have any notice of being pregnant. Patricia had also dropped all of her baby weight, but she still felt pregnancy weight when she undressed or looked in the mirror. Olive had changed her.

Eddie was nicely dressed in the same outfit he'd last been seen in whenever he'd slammed the door open in Nina's room.

Patricia quickly set her daughter on the linoleum floor carefully. Olive was only two weeks old so setting her down on the floor wasn't a big deal and she'd done it numerous times before for about half a second whenever her hands were full.

She opened the refrigerator door and it cracked slightly. She threw her arm in the cold fridge. She grabbed herself some leftover Chinese food and a pizza box. She opened the pizza box and found that the pizza was half there and there was also some cheesy breadsticks sticking there.

"Did you hear something?" Bethany's voice came from the dining room.

"Someone's in the kitchen…" Eddie observed.

A chair was pushed back.

"I'll go see." Eddie said.

Bethany giggled. "Bring back some special dessert to get the evening started, okay?"

Eddie chuckled, "Will do, Bethy."

A/N: (: What's gonna happen? Will Patricia and Olive get caught! And I'd just like to thank you all for the lovely comments! You guys make me grin!