"Hey, sleeping beauty. Wake up." Was all I heard before I was being shaken awake from my uncomfortable sleep. "Fuck off," I groaned, stretching out my arms and legs. My neck was stiff, making me wince as I tried moving it. "No seriously, wake up. We have two hours before Elisa comes back."

At the mention of her name I rolled my eyes and stood up, my whole body sore. "I can't believe you made me listen to that shit last night." I grumbled, making Patrick chuckle. "Sorry, I'm not one to turn down sex." He said, "Besides, I told you I was horny."

"God, please just stop." I said, faking a gag as I pushed past Patrick to leave the closet. "Do you have a phone charger?" I asked, pulling out my phone to see it was still dead. "Uh yeah, there should be one next to my bed." Patrick said, looking at his own phone.

I walked over to the bed, frowning when I couldn't see the charger. "You lie, for there is no charger." I sighed, turning to look at him. Patrick rolled his eyes with a smile. "Then it's downstairs, come on." He said, leaving the room.

"So where's the Mrs?" I asked, following Patrick down the stairs. "Every morning she goes and does yoga at this studio her friend runs." Patrick said as we made it to the bottom of the stairs. "Oh, does she take Declan too?" I asked, but as we entered the living room my question was answered.

Sitting on ground and playing with tmnt action figures was Declan. I froze in the doorway as he looked up at us and smiled, he made grabby hands for Patrick, who gladly picked him up. "No." Patrick said, answering my question.

"Yeah, no shit." I said, staring at the small child. He was a spitting image of Patrick. Same hair, eyes, smile, everything. "Hey, don't swear in front of him. He's just learning to talk." Patrick said, bouncing the kid on his hip.

"How old is he?" I asked, walking over. I held out my hand, to which Declan gladly hit with his own, making both of us giggle. "He likes to high five." Patrick smiled. "But yeah, he's fifteen months." He said, making me roll my eyes.

"So he's one." I said, making Patrick blush. "Yeah, one." He replied before setting Declan back down on the carpet next to his toys. "So uh, do you want to stay here for breakfast?" Patrick asked as he grabbed his charger from a bookshelf and handed it to me.

"Sure, I'm starving." I said, realizing I haven't eaten since the cake testing yesterday. "Okay, great." Patrick said, clapping his hands together as he went to the kitchen. "Do we just leave him here?" I asked, looking at Declan who was chewing on Donatello's head.

"Yeah, just turn on the tv, he'll be okay." Patrick called back. I looked around the room, spotting the tv remote on the coffee table. I grabbed it and turned on the tv, flipping through a few channels before Yo Gabba Gabba popped up.

Whenever I babysat Ruby or Bandit they'd ask to watch this, so if they like it then Declan's probably going to like it too. "Enjoy." I said awkwardly, motioning to the tv. Declan let out an excited screech and pointed to the screen. "Yeah, pretty exciting stuff." I nodded before leaving the living room.

I made my way to the kitchen to see Patrick standing by the stove top, making French toast. "So, was that just weird?" Patrick asked, with a small smile. "What? Meeting your son? No, not at all." I said, sitting down on one of the stools next to the island.

Patrick didn't say anything, just looked at the counter in front of me for a few seconds before turning back to the stove top. I plugged the charger into the wall next to me and plugged in my phone, the screen instantly going white with the black Apple.

As I waited for it to load I looked around the room, stopping when my eyes landed on the clock hanging on the wall; 9:04. "Shit," I muttered, looking back down at my phone. "What?" Patrick asked, glancing at me. "I've been gone for like twelve hours. I'm probably gonna have a fuck ton of texts from Mikey."

I suddenly felt nervous, he was probably going to be pissed. "Just tell him you were at work." Patrick said, turning off the stove top. "He's gonna be suspicious. Who the fuck goes to work so late and doesn't come back for twelve hours." I said, nervously tapping my fingers on the table.

Jesus fucking Christ, why was my phone being so slow. "He's gonna think I'm fucking cheating." I said, feeling my heart speed up. "Well, you kinda are." Patrick chuckled lightly. "Yeah, but I don't want him to know that." I said, almost shitting myself when seeing my phone turn on.

I grabbed it and felt my heart stop.

12 missed calls from Mikey 👨‍❤️‍👨

I scrolled down, only to see countless text messages. "Fuck, he's a clingy little bitch." Patrick said quietly. "Don't call him that." I mumbled, unlocking my phone to see I had exactly 107 texts. "Fuck, I have to go." I said, getting up.

As I unplugged my phone it died again. "O-oh, okay. I guess I'll call you later?" Patrick asked, a tinge sadness in his voice. "Yeah, sure." I said, giving him a quick kiss on the lips before hurrying out of the kitchen and down the hall.

I made my way out of the apartment, being instantly met by cold winds. "Fuck," I mumbled, pulling my hood up. The whole wall back to Mikey's place I felt like throwing up. I was trying to mentally prepare myself for the confrontation, but I was nervous as fuck.

After the half hour walk I made it to Mikey's place. I dug my keys out of my pocket before unlocking the buildings front door and making my way in, the sudden warm air making my cheeks and fingers feel like they were on fire.

I made my way down the hall to Mikey's place and slowly unlocked it before taking a deep breath walking in. "Mikey?" I called quietly, only to hear the sound of footsteps running down the hallway.

"Where the fuck were you?" He demanded. He looked tired and angry, dark circles were forming under his red and puffy eyes. I felt my brain turn into overdrive as I desperately thought of an excuse. "I went to the cafe, I needed to finish the work I was doing when I first came over."

I was honestly surprised I came up with such a good excuse. "And you didn't think to let me know? You couldn't have called, left a note, or maybe fucking answered my calls?" He yelled angrily, his glare making a shiver run up my spine.

"I've been with you almost everyday this week. And when I'm not with you you constantly spam me with pointless fucking texts. I didn't answer you because I need to focus on my job. You know, the thing that brings in money so I can buy you shit, like the thing on your finger for example."

"This shit again?" Mikey snapped, his face getting red. "Pete, we're fucking engaged, we're supposed to be together all the time." He snapped, making all my nerves get replaced with pure rage. "How fucking. Stupid. Are you?" He asked with a chuckle.

"Fuck you, Mikey." I seethed, my hands going into fists. "Oh grow up, Pete." He scoffed, stepping closer to me. "Are you fucking kidding me? You're the one that's attached to my fucking dick. You're the one that needs to grow up." I glared back at him, making him scoff again which only enraged me more.

"Did you not just hear a word I said?" He asked as if I were a small child. "You know what Mikey, I'm not doing this right now." I snapped, turning to open the door, but his next words stopped me. "Always running away from people you love. That's why it didn't work out with Patrick."

His smug voice said, causing me to finally snap. I turned around and raised my hand, sending a hard slap to his face. He stumbled back, holding his red cheek. He looked up at me with wide eyes as I spoke.

"I didn't run from Patrick, we were taken from each other. And I'd drop you in a second to be with him again." I whispered before turning to leave again, slamming the door shut behind me.

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I've been planning that for so long, AND I FINALLY WROTE IT YAY

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Question of the Chapter:
Who are your favourite youtubers?

Answer of the Chapter:
»Tana Mongeau
»Shane Dawson
»Leafyishere
»And a bunch of scary story telling channels like Mr. Nightmare, Corpse Husband, CreepsMcPasta, and MrCreepyPasta :^)

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