Third Person POV

It didn't take long for the Vodka in Patricia's drink to take its affect on her. Before she knew it, she was walking around the house, clumsily walking into everything.

"There you are Trix, I was beginning to think I had lost you." Brody says, as he holds her up right.

"Mhm, where's Eddie?" Patricia asked drowsily. Apparently she was the sleepy, innocent kind of drunk.

"Hey, don't worry about him. I'm here. I want to spend some time with you." Brody says softly as he leads her into her bedroom.

Eddie POV

"Joy? Hey! Joy!" I try to get the short brunette's attention.

It had been a while since I'd seen Patricia and I was starting to get worried.

"Huh?" She walks over to me, dragging Jerome with her.

"Have you guys seen Patricia?" I ask.

"Nope, she's mad at me because I told her what I thought about her boyfriend." Joy sighs, rolling her eyes slightly.

"What about Brody? Have you seen him?" I ask.

"Not since he was at the refrigerator, getting a coke. It was weird too, he poured something in it." Joy muses.

"What do you mean?" I ask, getting more and more worried by the second.

"I don't know, it was a funny looking bottle and he just dumped it into the cup." Joy says naively.

"Oh no, Joy I think he spiked Patricia's drink!" My eyes widen.

"Eddie, stop speaking American! What do you mean spiked?" Joy asks.

"I mean he put alcohol or something in it!" I say, searching frantically around the room for the missing redhead. "C'mon, we have to find her!"

"We'll look down here, you go upstairs." Jerome takes over.

I nod, running towards the stairs.

3rd Person

"Patricia, you're beautiful." Brody says, sucking on her neck.

"No, stop it. I don't want-" Patricia protests weakly.

He starts pushing Patricia onto her bed as he puts his hand up her shirt.

"Shh, you're so gorgeous. Eddie never appreciated you like I do." Brody says as he starts pulling off her leggings.

"No, get-stop." Patricia tries to push him off, but she was still too weak from her drink.

"Get off of her!" Someone screams from the doorway.

Brody jumps in shock, looking towards the doorway to see Eddie.

"Leave her alone!" Eddie growls, red from anger.

"Eddie, what a shame you had to interrupt us. We were just-" Brody starts to say as he gets off the bed.

"Eddie, I need-you." Patricia says slowly, attempting to get off of the bed before falling back down.

"Get out. Now." Eddie demands, glaring dangerously at Brody.

"You see, I would but-" Brody starts walking closer to Eddie, but is interrupted once again, but this time it's Eddie's fist colliding with his jaw that stops him from speaking.

"I won't ask again." Eddie says, pushing him out the door, slamming it behind him.

Eddie POV

That vile little bastard. He is never going to touch Patricia ever again, not if I have anything to do about it.

"Are you okay?" I ask Patricia carefully.

She nods weakly before lifting up her arms, "C'mere." She mumbles.

I crack a small smile and crawl into her bed, fixing her shirt and leggings before putting a blanket over her and wrapping my arms around her.

"You're safe now." I whisper into her ear before taking off her hat and kissing her head lovingly.

She curls into a ball and buries her head into my chest before falling asleep.

I'm woken up by a loud groan next to me.

"What the-Eddie?" I hear Patricia's shocked voice. "What are you doing here?"

I open my eyes and look down into her blue eyes. "Do you remember what happened last night?" I ask carefully.

"Kinda, I remember everything Brody did." She mumbles, slightly embarrassed. "But I also remember you stopping him. Thanks for that, by the way."

"No problem." I respond immediately.

We sit in silence for a moment before she begins to crack. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom." She says, her eyes filling with tears.

"Alright." I accept, standing up with her.

"What are you doing?" She asks confused, rubbing her eyes to stop the tears from falling.

"I want a hug first." I say.

"What? Can't that wait until after?" She asks.

"Nope, I want a hug right now." I say, holding my arms out.

She rolls her eyes a little, but nevertheless, she walks into my arms. I immediately wrap my arms tightly around her as I feel her bury her head into my neck. I start rubbing circles on her back as I hear the first sob.

"I feel like such an idiot." She cries.

"You're not. He was a jerk. Shh, I got you now. I'm here." I sooth.

"Everyone warned me, even Piper and you! Heck, Fabian even saw it coming! But I was too stupid to listen to you guys. I'm so sorry." She says softly.

"Stop it. Stop blaming yourself! This wasn't your fault. You shouldn't have had to have seen it coming. You should have been able to trust that this guy would be good to you, you had no reason to think he was going to do this." I say, hugging her tighter.

"I miss you." She says softly. "That's why I even went out with him. I wanted to get over you so I decided that the only way to do that was to find a new boyfriend, but it's not that simple. No one could ever replace you, I was stupid to think that someone could." She pulls away from the hug.

I grab onto her hands instead, "Yacker, I love you."

"I love you too Weasel Face." She says as I lean in to kiss her.

I pull away first, leaning my forehead against her's.

"Patricia?"

"Yeah?"

"You're the best."

"I know, I guess your not so bad yourself."

I grin. "I know." I say before kissing her again.

I'm really sorry you had to wait so long for that! I'm also sorry for the super sucky ending! Review anyway? Byeeeee!