╢ You be always on my mind ... obsessively ╢Elvis Presley╢

💔 A painful clash with reality, part two 💔

Patti was lying on her stomach, tears streaming down her eyes. Then she tasted blood on her lips. She touched her hand to her lip and realized it was cracked. Elvis was standing over her and he didn't seem to believe what he was doing.

—Honey — he began in shock. —I ... didn't mean to. I don't know how it could have happened ...

He leaned over to help her get up, and then the door swung open. Vernon Presley stood frozen in the doorway. Elvis straightened as his father stepped inside and closed the door.

—What happened here?— Vernon asked. — Why is Patti lying on the carpet?

—She ... tripped — Elvis croaked. — And I wanted to ...

—Pat, get up, child.— Vernon walked over to her and put his hand on her back. —Patti ...

Then Patti looked at him, and Vernon was horrified by her appearance. The girl's makeup was smeared, and her bleeding lip stained the front of her dress. Vernon didn't believe his son could do something like that. Elvis never hit any woman.

Vernon looked from his daughter-in-law to Elvis and began:

— What have you done...

—I didn't do anything — Elvis said and frowned. —Patti ... she hit the edge of the table and cut her lip.

—We had an argument — Patti cried, and looked at Vernon, whose eyes were frightened. — And I don't know what happened to him. Elvis ... yeah, he hit me.

Elvis stiffened - did he hear it right? Patti cheated on him?

— Darling, you need to calm down — Vernon said and helped her up. — Come on, I'll take you to my wife.

—You can go to your woman yourself — Elvis hissed. — But leave mine here. We have a conference and ...

—There will be no conference — Vernon said sharply. —You want to show your wife with a broken lip? Shame on you.

—I didn't hit her — Elvis said vehemently, and Patti snuggled into Vernon.

—Your pretending is fake — Vernon replied as he backed the girl to the door. —What's gotten into you? How could you do something so shameful? We raised you to be a gentleman, shit!

When Vernon left, Elvis was left alone in the bedroom. He himself did not believe what he had done. He dropped to his knees and looked down at the carpet, where Patti's blood was visible. He touched it with a finger and realized that this act of violence would not make her stay with him.

Elvis began to hyperventilate.

No, it couldn't have happened.

Patti was his rescue, after all she said she loved him.

Elvis needed to calm down. Then he got up and ran out of the room. He saw Red talking to Joe. His friends stared at him in disbelief as he passed by without a word. When he got to his father and stepmother's room, he opened the door and saw Vernon, Dee and Patti.

All three shuddered at the sudden entrance. Patti was crying and Dee was just dressing her lip.

—Elvis, come out — Vernon said firmly and gestured down the hall. —Calm your emotions. You will talk tomorrow.

Patti looked fearfully at her husband, who stood there, despairing and self-loathing.

—Honey, say you'll forget it — he said. —Patti, you know I would never hurt you. It was not on purpose. You know I'm not a monster.