Wow that kiss. And I really mean wow! I really don’t know what I was thinking when I did it but holy shit that was one hell of a kiss. And in some ways I’m glad I did it. But there are others that I just have no idea why I kinda jumped on him like that. First of all, that really showed who I love more. If that was Tyler I would’ve listened to it and thanked him for being the sweetest. But with Pat I just couldn’t help myself. He was just sitting there with that devilishly handsome smirk on his face. I couldn’t just miss out on an opportunity like that, I mean come on. It’s Patrick Kane for God’s sake.

He walked me half way home holding my hand before I told him that I could go by myself. He knew exactly why. I mean after that major event that just happened I couldn’t just walk home holding his hand and stop right in front of my house again like we were teenagers. Tyler would flip, and besides Tyler has been more suspicious lately and I don’t want to get on his bad side more than I am now.

Pat took my hands in his and swung them in front of us before leaning in for a quick smooch. “I love you Natalie. I really do, but that was just something I wanted to get off my chest before this summer ends.” He looked down at one of the many pairs of sneakers he owns. I then softly caressed his cheek so that his eyes were met with mine again. “I know you do Pat, and I love you too but this is still a really hard decision to make.” I gave a small smile before saying goodbye and walking the rest of the trip home. I got half way up the hill and looked back to see his back turned to me, hanging his head low with his hands in his pockets kicking a rock back towards his childhood home. I sighed and kept walking.

Once I opened the door I was ambushed with questions. “Where were you?” “How come you didn’t answer your phone?” “Who were you with?” That was the last one with some in between. I really didn’t plan on being interrogated right when I got home. I thought I would have more time before he came and asked questions. “I-I-I-I was at the park.” There, that’s broad enough and technically I’m not lying. But he knew that I wasn’t telling him something. His eyes were piercing mine like daggers, “With whom,” he said clenching his teeth. “With Erica Kane,” He looked relieved and after that so was I that he seemed to loosen up, “Okay, but honey you know that I didn’t want you speaking to any of the Kane’s until this whole party even went away.” He wrapped his arms around me, and squeezed me tight, a little too tight. “I’m sorry; well I’m going to go take a warm bubble bath.” I said making my way up the stair case. “You want me to join you?” He said with a raise of his eye brows. Maybe it was some morning sickness happening in the afternoon but that just sounded gross. But as a good wife I smiled, “No thanks, maybe next time though. It’s just been a long day.”

Once I reached the master bathroom I closed the door behind me and sat down against it, leaning my head back to rest on. I stayed there for a bit before removing my clothes and getting in the tub. I let the hot water calm my nerves and decrease the stress with the scent of vanilla filling the room. I let the bubbles fill around my body and pilling up. Now it was time to think about things.

At first I closed my eyes just to rest them. But then I started to drift off. And when I woke up I was still in the tub and I had had two particular dreams. In the first dream I saw Tyler and me with our baby. I couldn’t make out if it was a boy or a girl but the baby had my eyes and his nose. We were walking through the park hand in hand pushing the stroller. It looked perfect other than him seeming a little more closer to me than our own baby. He seemed really distant and other thing was that it seemed weird to me when I saw him kiss me, like chills went up and down my spine.

Then in the 2nd part of the dream everything was different. This time Pat and I were walking through the park pushing the baby stroller through the park. Actually I was pushing the baby stroller and Pat was making the baby laugh and giggle and try to reach for his finger that he shoved under the canopy of the stroller. But then he stopped and looked up at me and smiled. And I got butterflies. That’s the reaction that I’m supposed to get, not chills but butterflies. That was the man I was supposed to marry in the first place. When I left a 5 years ago I thought that I was being selfish and only trying to make myself happy. But it turns out that he makes me happy no matter what ever happens in life. And after seeing the difference of Pat and Tyler with the baby, Pat would make a way better father even if it isn’t his.

I opened my eyes, got out of the tub and drained the water with my very wrinkled hands. I wrapped a soft blue towel around my body before walking into the bedroom to get dressed. I did this very quickly because I needed to talk to Tyler, I needed to make this right.

I had my sweats on as I made my way into the office where he was working on something for his job. He was sitting at his desk when I walked in. “Hey honey, you feeling a little bit more relaxed.” He said not looking up from his paper. “Yep, uhuh, anyway Tyler we need to talk.” That got his attention. He put down the protractor he was using and looked up. “What about?” I bit my lip and crossed my arms over my stomach. “Us,” I said shyly leaning against the door frame. He stayed silent urging me to continue. “So I think that we should get a divorce.” I said closing my eyes, afraid of what was going to happen next. I heard the chair screech against the wooden floor boards and footsteps coming towards me. I didn’t dare open them. “Natalie. Look at me. Look at me now.” I opened them and saw his large frame right in front of me, staring down at me with his dagger like eyes.

“Now Natalie, is this about Patrick Kane?” I kept looking down and I watched as his fists clenched tighter and tighter together. I didn’t want to answer. “Natalie! Answer the God Damn question!” He grabbed my arms and started shaking me as tears started to form around my eyes. “Yes! Yes! I admit it! I love Patr—,” and that’s as far as I got before he slapped me hard against the left side of my face before I went crumbling to the ground. I started to sob as he started screaming and swearing around the room. I touched the side where he hit me feeling my heart pound in my cheek. “I don’t understand why you fucking love him so much! He won’t be there for you like I will! And besides you are carrying my baby!” he got into my face when he said that and punched the other side of my face and my head slammed against the wall beside me and all I remember is a punch to my midsection and him screaming some more before losing consciousness.

I woke up some time later with pain everywhere. I looked up to the mirror and saw what he had done. I had a fat lip and a black eye. There were red marks on my arms from where he grabbed me and there was blood on the floor from my head. I was still not completely awake but I slid my hand in my pocket slowly to grab my phone with minimum pain done. I dialed the familiar number and waited for an answer.

“Pat, can you come over, I need you right now. Just let yourself in and come to the study, please hurry.” I didn’t let him answer before I hung up the phone without any energy left. I waited for what felt like a half hour before he made his way inside. “Natalie,” He said making his way through the kitchen and finally seeing me. “Holy shit Nat, what happened!?”

“Tyler…” I mumbled before losing consciousness once again.