|Dreams, Romance and Rufus
Author: stuckbeingrachel PM
Hey, my first Peddie is here! I'm not entirely happy with the title, but I think it sorta gets to the point. Two-shot! Hint of Jara, but it's a Peddie story. Please review! I don't own HOA! *Edited!*Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Patricia W. & Eddie M. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,839 - Reviews: 13 - Favs: 13 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 04-09-12 - Published: 04-07-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8000522
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Hey, y'all! I did some editing! Enjoy!
I walked into the dining room where all my house mates were talking, all but Yacker, and Joy, who I knew was at the library at the moment.
"Hey, where's Patricia?" I ask Nina.
She turned away from Amber, who was debating which was better – One Direction or Big Time Rush.
"She fell asleep on the couch." she smiled and pointed to the green leather couch, where I saw Patricia's biker boots propped up on the arm.
I thanked her and she began to debate with blonde.
I walked over to Yacker's sleeping form and my lips curved up into a small smile. Her red hair was spread out behind her and her small hands rested on her flat stomach. Her legs were crossed and her face twisted every few seconds; she's dreaming.
I decided not to wake her so, I sat down to dinner.
I pushed the cardboard boxes on him and he fell to the floor unconscious. I walked over to him and smiled, proud of myself. Suddenly, his hand shot out and grabbed my ankle.
"You foolish girl." he sneered.
I was in my own little world, sitting across from Jerome, my back to the kitchen. Suddenly, we all heard an ear-splitting scream and I saw Patricia sit up, fast as lightning.
Patricia had screamed.
I was the first to be next to her, everyone else filed over quickly. She sat there, breathing heavily. She looked terrified.
"Are you okay?" I asked, putting my hand on her back.
Nina sat next to her and puts a comforting hand on her shaking shoulder. "What did you dream about?" she questioned.
Patricia leaned over and whispered in her ear. When she pulled away, Nina sighed.
"It's okay, Patricia. It's not gonna happen again." she told her.
Patricia sighed and stood up. "I'm going to go to my room. I'm not feeling well." she told us.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked, standing up.
She looked back at me, gave me a weak smile and walked upstairs.
"Did she have the nightmare again?" Alfie said knowingly.
What's the nightmare?
"Yeah, I thought she stopped having it." Nina replied crossing her arms.
"Wait this has happened before?" I cut in.
"Yes, last term she would wake up screaming every night for weeks. She never told me what it was about though." Mara answered.
"Alfie, when did your nightmares stop?" Nina asked.
What, Alfie too?
"After prom, last term." he replied.
"If you saw another dog mask…" she drifted off.
"My nightmares would start up again."
"They were triggered." she muttered. "But, by what?"
She, Amber, Fabian and Alfie turned their attention to Jerome.
"What?" he asked.
"You triggered her nightmares!" Amber scolded, hitting his shoulder lightly.
"No, I didn't." he defended.
"Yes you did! You came in and brought up you-know-who." Nina corrected.
You know who?
"Hey, I didn't want to tell you he was still alive, Alfie made me!" he fought back.
"Who, Jerome," Mara asked, looking in his eyes.
"Uh, Ru-" He started.
"Jerome!" Nina and her gang cried.
"I'm sorry! Mara, stop looking at me! Nina, I told you, it's really hard to keep secrets from her!" he cried, running his fingers through his hair.
"Right, I'm sorry. Eddie, go see if Patricia needs anything, Mara wait for Jerome in his room and Jerome, come with us." Nina directed.
We nodded. Mara and I were really confused, but did as we were told.
As I walked past Nina and Amber's room I heard arguing, I wanted to listen, but I decided to go see Patricia.
"Hey, can I come in?" I asked knocking.
"Sure." I heard her say.
I walked in, greeted by my girlfriend hunched over a laptop, typing away.
"Hey." I said softly.
"Hey." she muttered and continued typing, not looking up.
I sighed as I sat on her bed and closed her laptop.
"Hey!" she exclaimed, opening the laptop.
"Hey." I echoed, closing it once again.
"Would you stop?" she whined as she opened it once more.
"No." I said firmly, closing the laptop and hiding it behind my back.
She huffed, crossed her arms, and leaned back on her head board. "What do you want?" she asked.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes." she said annoyed.
"Come on tell me what the dream was about. Nina and the others said something about a guy who was dead, but was really still alive…" I drifted off.
"They did? What exactly did they tell you?" she asked leaning forward.
"Not much, they were really just talking amongst themselves." I explained the conversation to her and she nodded when I was done, she seemed to be deep in thought.
"Alright I'll tell you." she caved. She told me how at the beginning of the school year, last term, Joy had disappeared. She had been really upset and blamed Nina when she took her place. Later she and Nina had become friends and she had met a private investigator; who wasn't a PI. She told me how he kidnapped her, and how she had nightmares of it happening for months before they stopped. But they started up again when Jerome had told them he was alive, when at the beginning of the year she had found an obituary for him.
"And this happens every night?" I asked.
"Every time I go to sleep." she clarified.
"I'm so sorry you had to through that." I told her, taking her hand in mine. "But, don't worry, like Nina said, it's not gonna happen again."
"Thanks." she said softly. I'm not used to seeing her so vulnerable, I don't know how to react to this kind of Patricia.
"You're welcome," I replied.
I put my other hand on the back of her neck and brought her lips to mine. She kissed back and smiled when we pulled away.
"You jerk." she snapped.
"What did I do now?" I exclaimed.
"You're making me go weak." she mumbled.
I laughed. "Whatever."
"Alright, Slimeball." she sneered, kicking her legs over the side of the bed. "I'm gonna go downstairs and get something to eat."
"I'll come with." I say getting up as she did.
"Race ya, Cockroach!" she laughed running down the hallway.
I chuckled and ran after her. Man, do I love her.
There ya have it! Nothing really changed; just a bunch of grammar and spelling probs. REVIEW!
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