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Asshole Bateman, Big News!

Smut: No
Angst: Yes
Fluff: Yes
Proofread: No
Warnings: Talk about rape, infertility and pregnancy
Words: 2956

I cried on the edge of the bed as I held a stick, the stick that will change my life forever, I kept crying, my innocence was already taken when I was a child but my actual first time was with a psychopath. Patrick fucking Batman... He was the father, he's the only man I have ever been with consent.

I sucked up all my emotions and stood up, I needed to tell him, will he kill me for it? If he wanted to he would have done it by now right? I smiled at what his reaction was going to be like.

I got all dolled up to impress every man there, I was already a sweetheart of the office and might as well suck up to all the men. I wanted him to hurt.

I entered the office and saw people staring at my cleavage, I smiled and politely said hello, I could feel someone's stare on me the entire time I was there, and I knew who it was. Bateman. (Bateman - the e... Batman...!)

I was about to sit at my desk when I was pulled into a storage closet. I laughed as I saw Patrick with a furious look in his eyes, if looks could kill I would have been dead the second I stepped foot at work today. His breathing was heavy as his chest heaved up and down, I smiled at my effect on him.

He shook his head, he never loses his composure in front of people, he never thought a woman could make him feel this way at all. He was deep in the rabbit hole that he dug himself. He sighed rubbing his temples, the veins in his hands visible in the dim lighting, the only source of that light coming from underneath the door. "Why are you dressing like that..." He placed his hands on either side of my head loving the small space in between the two of us.

"I like the attention, told you, I have daddy issues..." I fake pouted as I reached for the knob but he was quick to grab my hand and hold it above my head, he did the same with the other.

"I can tell by how much of a slut you are." He groaned as he inched his face closer to mine, he grinned down at me as I gave him a sad look, I was hurt.

"You're a slut, sleeping around with everything that has a pussy and long legs. Why have me I'm nothing like all of the other girls! I'm short, chubby, scarred and a brunette... Don't you like blondes..." I mumbled, I was trembling under him, he was intimidating.

"That's why I like you so much..." He whispered but I couldn't hear it, he said it louder after I asked him to repeat himself. "Happy?" He threw himself off of me and opened the door, he left the room but he was about to shut the door, it was so close to closing until I uttered up the confidence.

"I'm pregnant... You're the only man I've ever been with." I heard him chuckle, I could only see the tip of his shoe due to him having almost closed the entrance to the tight room. "You don't have to be in it's life..." I mumbled as I stood there my arms crossed as I had become cold. He laughed quietly probably shaking his head at my ridiculous confession.

"Yeah right, good one. I'm infertile..." My eyes widened, he sounded hurt, and for some odd reason, it made my heart give out discomfort feeling. He finally closed the door leaving me in my thoughts.

Is he completely infertile? Or does he have a slight chance of getting someone pregnant?

I opened the door and left to go outside, I sat on a bench that was placed on the roof, people come out here to smoke all the time, and some people are doing just that. I coughed being asthmatic and pregnant around these boring ass colleagues.

I felt a hand on my shoulder making me squeal, and people looking my way with disgusted looks, I turned wearing a scowl on my face. I saw Bateman standing there waving the smoke out of his face, as people seemed to have purposely puffed it out in his direction. He seemed to be annoyed at this and groaned holding out his hand for me to hold impatiently. I looked at him confused but he grabbed my hand and pulled me away.