"I do love knitting patterns."

I started to swim out into the water. Patrick was with his swimming group, showing off with each other on the diving board. I got out into the 6 ft. part, and i was doing well, but as i celebrated, i started sinking. "Help!" i tried to scream, but i felt my eyes close.

Patrick's POV

"Help!" I could barely make out Izzy's voice saying. I jumped off the diving board, swam out and got her, and when we returned to land, she was unconscious. Everyone was surrounding her and I, and then the teacher rushed out to call 911. I started rescue breathing, which wasn't really that weird of a feeling. Finally, she spit out water, opened her eyes, and asked, "What happened?" then Joe said "You knocked out, and Patrick frenched you back to life." Then we stared at each other for a long time.

Then the bell rang for lunch. We went to the locker rooms and got dressed, then we headed to my car, and we drove to Mandy's for lunch. We ordered our usual. Then, as we started talking, Andy and Zoey sat with us. "I got the worst grade on that test in Mr. Glockishblocker's class. I got writing cramp from all the freaking essay questions, and he gave me a freaking C!" Then Izzy replied, "That makes no sense. I got a B on the test." Then I said, "Well, I got a C, and I tried to get an F." Once our food got here, we had to hurry because our lunch hour was almost over. Once we finished eating, we payed, then went out to the car to get back to school.

When school finally got out, we all drove to Chicago where we went to the mall to shop at Hot Topic, Borders, all the other stores we liked that weren't in Wilmette. Izzy got some books, a new outfit, a new CD, and some eyeliner. I got some books, a new hat, a new shirt, and a new CD. It was hard to tell that just a few mours ago, she was unconscious and her life nearly ended. But, she saved my lie back in middle school, when we were walking to the playground where we hung out, because that's where all the kids in the neighborhood could do for entertainment, anyways, some guy who was drunk was driving, Izzy screamed "CAR! PATRICK, GET OUT OF THE ROAD!" and as I ran to the other side of the street, the guy stopped, opened his door, started to get out, then we threw some old beer bottles we found at him. I thought Izzy and I would love each other and we'd be together forever. But one thing changed it all.

Three Years Later...

Izzy was planning to go to some college in Charleston, but then she'd have to stay in a dorm, and I'd never see her again. Along with that, no one was listening to our demo. All the labels were like "You're not really our style." and just told us to get out. I was so pissed off. And Andy and Pete could still maintain  a relationship with their girlfriends, but mine was going to college.

One day, I regret, but I blew up at her. Here's how it went:

Izzy was talking about the college, and I finally said, "Why don't you just stay in my house? Are you scared I'll rape you or something?" then she asked, "Patrick, what the hell are you talking about? I know you'd never rape me, it's just, it's a long drive in the morning from Wilmette to Charleston. I can't live with you. I'm sorry." Then we started screaming and fighting. She finally ended our relationship with, "Well, if you hate me so much, why don't I just break up with you now to save you the trouble?" and ran off crying. I instantly felt guilty.

In September, she moved to Charleston, but she hated it there, so she moved back to Wilmette. I was in Florida, trying to talk with some labels, when I heard from Andy about it. That night, I called her cell phone. "Hello?" she answered in her sweet voice. "Listen, it's Patrick. I am completely sorry about a month ago. So, where should we eat when we're back in town?" Then she replied, "I'm sure Gordon would love to go to Mandy's." and for the rest of the trip, I was in misery, because Izzy has already moved on. When I finally got back, I went to Mady's where Izzy was waiting at a table, all alone. "Izzy, why are you here all alone?" Then she replied, "Gordon was supposed to meet me here." she said, miserably. Then I asked, "So, how are you and Gordon?"

Then she whispered, "Promise you won't tell?" "Promise." I replied. She took off her sweatshirt to reveal a big bruise on her arm. "he hits me. All the time. I guess I deserve it." I imediately sat straight up and replied, "What are you saying? You do not deserve to be treated like crap. You are beautiful, smart, creative, kind, overall wonderful." Then she blushed, and said, "Well, I must be doing something wrong." Immediately, the door of the diner flew open, and some big, tough looking guy gave a big glare, walked over to us, and screamed at Izzy, "What the f*** is this, b****?" Then she started stuttering, when I replied, "This is two friends, hanging out, and who the hell are you?" Then he replied, "I am Gordon, her boyfriend, now get the hell away from her, she's mine, you bast-" then I quickly replied, "You get the hell away from her! You do nothing but hit her, and leave her all alone. I at least loved her, unlike you." Then she grabbed her wrist, and dragged her out. I sat there, in misery. How could she be with him? I love her, he hits her. Why?

A few days later, Izzy appeared out on my doorstep, and asked, "Patrick, Gordon is drunk, so can I stay here until he's sobered up?" Then I replied, "stay as long as like, stay whenever you want." Thenn she stayed for a few hours, as we watched some movies, her favorite, The Notebook, and my favorite, Rushmore. We were cuddled up, watching, eating popcorn. It felt good to have her in my arms again. After the movie, she said, "I better get back now, if I want to live." Then left.

The same thing went on for months. When Gordon was drunk, Izzy would escape to my house, and we would stay in the house together. One day, I gave her a burnt CD, with all sorts of bands, like Relient K, Paramore, My Chemical Romance, Underoath, The Hush Sound, and The Academy Is... on it. A few days later, I gave her my old Converse high-tops. They looked cuter on her (but she disagreed). I kept giving her things, including a teddy bear I won for her, but she forgot it at my house. Then, one night, everything changed.

As normal, Gordon was drunk, she needed to get away from him. We watched a movie, played a video game, listened to some music, then finally, she fell asleep on my couch. I carefully lifted her up, and carried to my room. I gently put her on my bed. She looked so graceful, sleeping.

Back to Izzy's POV

I awoke in Patrick's bedroom. There were band posters and pictures everywhere. It felt very comfortable. Then, Patrick came in, with a tray of waffles and cereal. "Breakfast for my love." he told me. I started to eat my breakfast. He looked at me with his gorgeous green eyes. My heart started to melt. "How come you never broke up with him?" he asked. "He threatened to kill me." I replied. "Listen, I want to give you something." he told me. He went to his closet, took out a black polo with cool white designs on the bottom. "It's my lucky shirt. I want you to wear it when you get back to your house. Even though I don't know why you live with him. Point is, it'll help you."

Then I went into the bathroom, and put it on. It was very cozy. I got out, and he was watching Nightmare Before Chritsmas, and i said, "I can stay for another half hour." Then we watched the rest of The Nightmare Before Christmas, as he held me. It felt good being touched in a lovingly way, not being hit all the time.Once the movie was over, he kissed me on the cheek and I left.

It was a long walk home. I was leaving a place of love and security, and going to a place of hate and violence. Of course, i've always hated violence, but, Gordon seemed like a good way to get Patrick jealous after we got into the fight. But no, he fought, he hit, he screamed. How stupid was i? I missed being in Patrick's arms, feeling his love, his security, his warmth. When i got home, Gordon was there, and screamed, "Where the f*** were you, you f***ing b****?" then I started to cry and run away. He just chased after me, and started to punch me uncotrollably.

I met Pete at Sunday School, because our parents made us go. Our parents were like best friends. So, yeah. Zoey and I have been best friends since pre-school, when I gave her a zebra cake. We don't share zebra cakes anymore, we share her cousin Greta's vegan cookies. But, we are also a bit more older and wiser. Alex was her twin sister, that helped us design the house we played "house" in. Now, she designs her room with energy drink cans literally hanging from the ceiling. But we love her (like a sister).

Then, in middle school, everything changed. My dad died when I was three, my mom remarried but, she got a divorce, and we moved to a less-nicer looking house, but a guy named Patrick lived right next door. Zoey and I started going vegetarian, but i was a lacto-vegetarian, and she was a vegan. Pete started going all,himself. But I liked him better emo. Zoey met Andy outside of KFC, where they were both protesting. And Joe, he just, met Pete through the hardcore scene. Oh, and we met Kayla when we had to work on a project with her. We went to her birthday party, where we met Carmen, and Pete fell in love. Then, Serenity stopped hanging out with the preps and turned "emo", or her definition of it.

Now, here's the flashback story:

I rushed out of the house to catch the bus. I was going to be late for school, and that would, suck. But then again, I hate school. Well, just how the preps treat me. It's like, i'm nothing. Except in Patrick's eyes. Patrick, was my boyfriend. Him, and all my friends saw me as something. As I walked into school, Patrick handed me a note. It was asking me what I was doing after-school, and him telline me how much he loves me, as usual. "I'm doing nothing, my love." Then he kissed me on the forehead and said, "I got to go to class. See ya in PE." PE was my least favorite class. This quarter, we were learning swimming, and of course, Patrick was put in the advanced swim group, and I was put in the beginner's swim group. Joy.

I was starting to wonder. Why did I date Gordon? Why did I break up with Patrick in the first place? I was starting to look back on our history...

Let's start with the facts:

Name: Isabella Stevens
Nicknames: Izzy, Freak, Emo Hippie.
Birthday: April 28
Loves: Patrick, music, friends, laptop, mom, dad, animals, PETA, Hot Topic, Borders.
Loathes: violence, fighting, harrassment, cruelty, meat.
Looks like:  long, straight brown hair, blue eyes, skinny, no make-up.

Name: Patrick Stump
Birthday: April 27
Loves: Izzy, music, friends, Borders, oh, and MUSIC!
Loathes: violence, anyone who hates Izzy, anyone who hates his favorite bands.

Name: Zoey Hemmerson
Birthday: June 1
Loves: Andy, animals, music, friends, family, PETA, Hot Topic, Target, soymilk.
Loathes: animal haters, animal cruelty, meat, people who mess with her loved ones.
Looks like: long, straight dirty blonde hair, green eyes, average.

Name: Andy Hurley
Birthday: May 31
Loves: Zoey, animals, music, friends, PETA, soy milk.
Loathes: meat, dairy products, animal haters, anyone who messes with Zoey.

more info in a previous flashbacks.

I heard a weird voice. I immediately turned around and saw no one there. I kept walking when I heard a voice. "It's weird how death can come in the oddest of places." she told me, then pulled out a gun, and aimed it right at me. I started to run, when she just stood up, and her cloak fell off her, revealing her in a dark suit, and a skimask. "Tell me." she told me. "Tell me wny you dumped Gordon." I startedto run away, when she walked closer to me and said, "You have one last chance Izzy. Get back with Gordon, Izzy, and everything will be fine." "NO!" i replied. "I'm happy with Patrick. He treats melke a human being, not an object." Then a whole bunch other people in dark suits and ski maks began to surround her. They all aimed their guns at me. "Then enjoy the afterlife, Isabella Stevens."

Then just as she said that, Patrick's car stopped, and he came out of the car, in his cuddly bear suit, and said "I am Bearman! Leave Izzy alone!" then he whispered tome, "Izzy, make a run to the car, erm, Bearmobile. I'm not letting you get hurt." Then I asked, "What about the bullets?" then he quietly replied, "I'm wearing a bullet-proof vest underneath my costume. Borrowed one from Gee." I ran to the car, and watched out the window as they fired the first shot.

As they shot Patrick, I cried, then looked up to see Patrick, perfectly safe. He then started beating them up, punching them, but when he wasn't strong enough to defeat all of them, another bear, a seal and a penguin walked out to join Patrick. Then, it was a cool brawl. Punching, kicking, gun-stealing, all that awesome stuff. No one ended up hurt, but the girl and her gang. The seal lifted off his mask to reveal Joe. "That was awesome." The penguin took off his mask to reveal Andy. "I didn'tkilla cow,soI'm fine." and the other bear said, in a voice similar to Pete, "Yeah, they're unconscious."

Then I ran up to Patrick, took off his mask and gave him a big kiss. "Whew." he replied. "That felt good. I should be Bearman more often." then I smiled and said, "All right, Bearman, let's drive home in the Bearmobile." Then Pete said "Na na na, Bearman!" Then we drove home, and talked.

Once we got home, we got a call. "Hello?" I answered. "Hey, I'm Mr. Matt Markesberg, a lawyer from the McMarkers and McMehah firm. I will represent you in the case." a weird voice said. "Case? What case?" I asked. "The case of Stump vs. McBoozy." "Gordon sued?" "No, Patrick called the police months ago, but they decided to have the trial now. I need some evidence of Mr. Gordon McBoozy's physical abuse." Then I replied, "Yeah, I'll talk about it later." then I hung up and asked Patrick,who changed into some normal clothes, "Patrick, what did our new lawyer, Matt Markesberg, mean by 'Patrick called the police months ago'?" Then Patrick replied, "I did it because I was worried about you. You were living with that douchebag and he kept hitting you." and I added,"And nearly raped me." then he screamed "WHAT! HE TRIED TO RAPE YOU?" Then I replied, "That was many of the reasons why he'd hit. I'd refuse to have sex, I'd hang out with people he didn't approve of, I'd disobey." Then he replied, "Who are these people he didn't approve of?" Then I told him, "My friends and family. Especially you. But let'sforget about him and go to bed."

We went to bed, and I felt safe in his arms. There were two other bedrooms, but one was the guestroom and another was the den. Everything felt fine, since I was with Bearman, aka Patrick.

Today was actually a normal day. But Patrick and I hid out temporarily at Andy and Zoey's house. Yeah, the floor wasuncomfortable, but we managed. Of course, everything was going great, until:

It was a normal day at Zoey and Andy's house. We rented a movie, and ate butterless popcorn. Then they made black coffee, and I just drank water, because i don't like coffee. Zoey and I were cleaning out the refigirator (sp?) when we came across something nasty. "Ew! Moldy soy hot dogs!" Zoey screamed. I puked and said, "That says they're supposed to be kept frozen." Then Patrick said, "Sorry!" and Zoey wrote a short-story while I went outside and took some pictures. Patrick and Andy were practicing. It was kinda nice to take pictures with some music in the background. Even though it was only vocals, guitar, and drums. But Patrick's sweet singingalways mademe feel good. I went inside to load the pictures onto the laptop I've been saving up for. When, all of the sudden, there was a HUGE knock.

Then we heard a voice scream, "OPEN UP YOU ASSHOLES!" and we all instantly knew who it was. "Gordon." we all said together. Patrick and I ran to a spot, while Violet and Andy blocked the door. "How could he know where we are?" I asked Patrick. "Sh...I don't know, but Serenity has been acting suspicious." Then welooked at each other and instantly knew. Serenity has been telling our secrets to Gordon and his gang.

Meanwhile, Zoey and Andy were fighting off Gordon and his gang. Finally, Zoey took out the moldy soy dogs, threw them at them, and they ran off. "Wow, you're very smart." said Andy. Then Zoey replied, "So are you!" then they made out. "Is it safe to come out?" we kept asking. We still heard no answer. So Patrick and I hid under the bed for an hour, when we finally came out to see them making out. Lovely.

I hid my paranoia (sp?) trying not too worry anyone. But inside, I was scared. I would get nervous anytime Patrick and Andy left for band practice and Zoey would leave to visit her sister. Finally, Patrick and sold our old house and got a starter house, but welied and said we were married to get it. But we felt we would be soon. This place had 3 rooms, 2 stories, 2 bathrooms, a nice kitchen and a laundry room. A very nice place. We kept it very secret about our place. Serenity eventually ditched us and hung around Gordon. We only told our families and closest friends. The place also had a nice fireplace.

One day, the band was going to play in some cute and funny animal costumes. Patrick was a big, cuddly teddy bear. Patrick dropped me off at a work Hallowwen party. I went as an 80's punker. I had a lot of fun, when I decided to wait outisde for Patrick to pick me up. It was cold. I was getting a little paranoid. Then, I heard a voice.

And the rest, is to be countinued.

Note: The new story will be out as soon as possible. So don't frown, don't fret, just stay tuned. 

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