| Chapter Eleven �So okay, Miss Patty, what�s the deal? Why are you so spaced out today?� D asked as soon as they got into the Mustang and shut the doors. �You were fine this morning.� �Justin told me earlier that he saw someone at Subway today that he used to know.� When D didn�t say anything, Patty continued. �Someone he apparently raped about five years ago.� D was stunned and sat back, shocked. �Oh my God, Justin raped someone?� Patty nodded. �That�s what he says happened. Someone named Lizzie. But there isn�t anyone named Lizzie here.� D shrugged. �Who knows? Maybe it�s someone you don�t know. Lizzie could be a nickname or something.� Patty sighed. �I don�t know. But either which way, if you ask me, it�s just all fucked up.� She threw the Mustang into gear and backed out. �I don�t know if Justin�s going to want to go to a party. But he can�t stay at the house forever.� D laughed mirthlessly. �Well, isn�t this a pretty mess? Didn�t think when you woke up this morning you�d have this kind of workday, did you?� Patty laughed at the irony. �Yeah, you�re right. To think we thought this was going to be a good day. Aren�t you glad you came in with me?� D laughed and then fell silent. They drove quietly for a few minutes. Finally, Patty spoke. �Well, I guess we better get ready to go to a party.� D nodded. After another moment of silence, she said, �Nick likes you. A lot.� �No he doesn�t. He just thinks he does.� Patty just smiled at D. D rolled her eyes. �You�re just saying that cause you like JC.� Patty�s face turned red. �No� it�s just�� she thought for a moment. �Nick is beautiful, isn�t he?� D nodded. �Hmm, stunning.� Patty turned to D, who was looking at a picture of AJ from a teenybopper magazine Patty had in her car. �What are we going to do?� D sighed. �How am I supposed to choose between two of the most charming men in the world?� D and Patty looked at each other and then at a picture of the Backstreet Boys. �Good question,� Patty replied, looking at Nick�s handsome face and remembering JC�s perfect smile. �I just wish I had an answer to everything.� D stayed quiet, knowing Patty meant more than choosing whom to date. Justin�s dilemma posed a bigger problem, and D didn�t know where to start to solve that one. Chapter Twelve HOME |