Ladies and Gentlemen...

The moment you have all been waiting for...

The premier of 'This is the End'!

Disclaimer: I don't own HoA!

Patricia's POV

Fabian and Nina kissed. Woohoo? At least they won't torture us with their shameless flirting and denial about liking each other anymore. I turned to my left to see what Joy thought about the scene. She was gone. She was probably crushed! She was taken away from everyone she grew up with and locked away with no communication. When she left, she was like Fabian's Nina. And she liked him back! We were all positive that they would get together. But when she finally comes back, what does she see? Him named prom king with another girl and then they kissed! Poor Joy.

I contemplated running after her, but decided to give her some alone time to think everything through. I sighed and began to look for the rest of the house. They were all cheering for Nina and Fabian as the two love birds blushed and laughed at the attention.

"Who knew Fabian had it in him!" Jerome said as he walked over to where I was standing.

"You wish Fabian had it in him. Nina kissed him." I explained. Jerome nodded and seemed to think over what I said for a moment.

"This is true. What I wanted to ask you, though, was- would you like to dance with me?" Jerome asked and tried to turn on his "Jerome-charm". All the girls swoon whenever he looks at them with his piercing, ocean blue eyes. I'll admit it, I used to melt too. But he's a slimeball, and always will be.

"Shouldn't you be asking Mara?" I retorted.

"Why would you think I like Mara?" Jerome asked stiffly. I smirked at the fear that permeated his voice.

"Don't try to hide it, Jerome. I see the way you look at her."

"Fine. I used to like Mara. Not anymore. The girl acts like she's brilliant, but under all those books she pretty stupid if she picks that meathead over me." Jerome spat.

"Do I sense a hint of hostility in your voice? Or was it jealousy?" I egged him on.

"Just shut up, Patricia." The blonde hissed. I chuckled and turned away from him.

"But seriously, do you fancy dancing with me, or even going for a walk? This place is dull."

I hesitated a moment, then turned to the tall boy. "Why not."

He grabbed my hand and led me outside. We walked along the sidewalk in reticence. After a moment, I spoke up.

"Why do you fancy Mara anyway? Do you love her?" I asked slowly. I don't know why I was asking, maybe just to make conversation.

"I don't know. She makes me feel comfortable. I told her things I could never tell anyone else."

"Jerome." I said and stopped walking. I put my hand on his arm and looked him in the eye. "I may make fun of you and act like ice around you, but you can talk to me. I just want you to know that."

"Thanks Trixie." He answered after a moment. We continued walking down the winding path.

"You never answered the other question." I stated.

"What other question?"

"Do you love her?" I asked. He thought for a moment and turned his head to me.

"I do."

"Wow. Jerome Clarke. In love. Never thought I would see the day." I joked. He smiled half heartedly, but I could tell that he was off in his own thoughts.

"How about you?" He asked out of the blue. "Why do you act so harshly towards everyone? Trying to hide something?"

"Nope." I lied. There was a look of amusement on his face, I could tell that he was going to have fun with this.

"Awh, come on, Trixie! No secret loves? No juicy things that you want to get off your chest?" He asked with a smirk.

"Will you please not stare at my boobs when you say that? Thanks." I snapped. He laughed and stared into my eyes.

"My parents dropped me here to rot when I was 5. I haven't talked to them since. I hate them. But at the same time, I live to please them. It's a never ending cycle of hurt." Jerome stated. I looked into his eyes for a moment and tried to sum up the courage to tell him.

"I suffer from depression. I used to drink just to be happy. It got really bad, really quick. My parents found out and shipped me here to get me out of their hair. I'm still depressed, but it's gotten a little better." I said with tears rimming my eyes. I quickly looked down so he wouldn't see me cry.

"I'm sorry Patricia." He said after a moment as he put his arm around me. I leaned into his side and buried my face into his chest.

"Me too." I felt a cold finger lift my chin up. I held back tears and stared at the boy with the god-like eyes.

He leaned down and gently pressed his lips to mine. I found my lips moving in sync with his. His tongue traced over my bottom lip, begging for entrance. I slowly granted him entrance as our tongues fought for dominance. My lungs began to burn for air, so I pulled away gasping as Jerome was.

I felt his strong arms snake around my waist as he positioned his lips next to my ear.

"Trixie." He whispered. His hot breath on my skin gave me the chills. "Come to my room."

"I thought you love Mara." I stated, curiously.

"I do. But I lust for a goth pixie." He said as he gingerly laid a kiss on my neck. "Come to my room."

"No." I stated firmly. I fought the urge to say yes. Saying yes would just be another mistake.

"Please?" He asked as he kissed my jaw.

"No." I stated a little shakily. I felt him smirk against my skin.

"Please?" His hot breath hit my neck and made me go weak at the knees.

"No. Get away from me." I stated and tried to take a step away. He held me tighter and kissed my neck again.
"No." He mumbled against my neck. I placed my hands on his chest and shoved him off me.

"Get away from me!" I snarled and glared into those sapphire eyes.

"I know you, Trixie. You want me. Just as I want you. You're mine." He stated and walked off, leaving me to think about what he had just said.

"You're mine..."

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