Time is not my best friend

I walked into the house Patrick and I shared. I found him hyperventilating on the couch.
"Baby what's wrong?" I asked. Maybe if I went along that I didn't know Sidney had talked to him, maybe he would believe me.
"Just go back to him. I know that is who you want." He answered.
"Pat you are wrong. I made a mistake that I am being forced to live with but don't sit there and tell me I want him because I wouldn't have come back if that was the case. I was with him before because I didn't really know you all that much and was learning all there is to know about you." I replied.
"You really think I am going to believe that?" He shrugged.
"Well you should because it is the truth." I answered.
"Did you sleep with him?" He asked.
"Yes. Just believe me that you're the one that I want. Please, Pat." I said.
"I..Don't...Think... I....." I cut him off.I sat down beside him and was trying to calm him down a bit. It seemed to be working.
"You are getting all worked up over a man that is not a threat anymore. I love you. I know after just hearing about the whole shebang you are worked up so babe, just go to sleep. I can tell you are tired and everything is going to be fine. I grabbed his head and leaned him into me so he could go to sleep. I turned on the tv and began to watch Chelsea Handler on Chelsea Lately. Thank god he was right. I whipped out my cell to text Sidney one last time.

Thank you for showing me what I had all along. Brittnae.

Send. It was the truth. Patrick developed a light snore. I slowly tried to lie down without waking him. It worked.

You are welcome madmoseille.


At Least I Think I Won't Be Needing His Services Anymore.