There was so many thoughts in Patrick's head. He could not believe his best friend was laying next to him. Knowing she was alive was great, but having her in the same room as him was even more great.
She was gone for ages, and now she was here. Patrick didn't know if she was going to stay in his life or not, but he really wanted to show her how much she still meant to him. She still meant everything to him.

He looked down at the brown haired girl who was sleeping next to him. Her mascara was all over her face, but she was still beautiful. He felt a bit bad for yelling at her earlier, and he sighed. He met her for the first time in ages and of course he have to yell at her.
"You're an idiot", Patrick muttered. Isabelle. It felt so weird to say Isabelle, instead of Annabelle. But he could at least still call her Belle. Patrick smiled. She had been calling him Kaner earlier. Having her calling him that, just like they did as young, was an amazing feeling. He got called Kaner all the time, but having Belle calling him that was special.

He saw her arm. The arm was full with scars, but none was new. It looked lile she hadn't been cutting herself for ages, which made Patrick proud. He remember when it was like worst and Belle always hurt herself, because it made her calm down. That's what she always told Patrick, but it felt like it was so in the beginning but not in the end. In the end it felt like she just did it without reason. But Patrick had no idea.

Patrick thought of the memories he had with her. He remembered he used to tell Belle she was a princess. Patrick had always thought she looked like a princess.
Patrick held his arm around her harder.
"You're still a princess" he whispered and yawned,"You're my princess"