Brother's Best Friend {Patrick Kane}

CHAPTER 6

I opened my eyes to bright sunlight. Where was I? This wasn't my red bedroom, filled with Hawks gear. And then I remebered. I was in Kane's apartment. In HIS bedroom. In HIS bed.

"Good morning gorgeous." Pat said, and I turned to look at him.

"Why are you staring at me?" I asked, covering my face. I probably looked like I just woke up from a 10 year slumber.

"Because you're so pretty." He said, prying the covers from my face.

"Why am I in here?" I asked suddenly. "Did we..?"

"No Dani, we didn't have sex. You came in here late last night saying you had had a bad dream. You layed in here and slept in my arms." He replied.

"Do you always sleep with barely no clothes on?" I said, chuckling a little bit.

"Well had I known you were going to come in here I would've worn something more." He said, laughing.

I smiled to myself thinking that I had slept in his arms. Maybe that's why I felt so protected.

"Ugh Pat you make not liking you SO DIFFICULT." I said, hitting him wit a pillow.

"Oh no you didn't!" He shouted, as he started tickling me.

I laughed so hard and couldn't stop. "Pat Pat stop!"

The door opened and in walked Jon.

Oh shit.

"What the hell?"

"Oh um hey Jon." I said, awkwardly.

"What's going on?" He said, angrily.

"Dude, it was nothing." Pat said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yeah, okay. Come on Dani." He growled, signaling for me to follow him.

I got up and looked back at Pat. 'Sorry', I mouthed.

I followed Jon into the living room of the apartment, and sat next to him on the couch.

"Dani, I'm trying to keep you from making a big mistake. Okay?" He said, sighing. "If you want to get your heart broken then fall in love with Patrick. See if I care."

"Jon there was nothing going on!"

"Then why the fuck were you in bed with him?"

"Because I had sleepwalked into his room. He said I looked too peaceful too move." I lied. "Nothing happened." Although, that wasn't a lie.

"I believe you. But that doesn't mean he has to climb on top of you." He said.

"He was tickling me! God Jon, your not dad! Stop acting like you own me!" I yelled in his face, and stormed into my room, slamming the door.

I laid on the unmade bed and cried. I missed my parents. I missed the way that my dad would take me to Jon's hockey games. I miss the way that my mom took me to get my nails done. I missed when Jon and I didn't disagree on everything. I miss the way things used to be.

I heard the apartment door slam close, and I knew it was Jonathan, going outside to blow off steam. He was probably headed to the UC.

Shortly after that, I quietly heard a door knob turn and the door to my room open as I sobbed into my pillow.

"Dani?" Patrick asked in a soft, sweet tone. He came and sat next to me, rubbing my back.

"Pat, I'm sorry. I'm like a giant wrecking ball. I ruin everything in my path. My parents died because of me, Jon hates me, YOU probably hate me because I can't figure out my stupid feelings. The world would be better without me." I cried.

"Danielle Marie Toews. Listen to me. The world would be dark and horrible without you. And that fire 10 years ago was NOT your fault. Don't you dare think that. The fire Jon was in, was NOT your fault, eiter. And he may be upset and pissed, but he doesn't hate you. And I especially could NEVER hate you." He said.

In a quieter tone of voice he said, "I don't know what I'd do without you."

He hugged me, letting me cry into his shoulder. After a while of crying, we layed down and he held me. Just like he had the night before. Thinking I had drifted back off to sleep, he mumbled quietly. "Danielle, I love you."

I love you too Pat, I love you too.