Psycho love | Reader x Patrick Bateman

8. love

(Y/n's POV)

I haven't spoken with Patrick in 3 days. I also haven't went anywhere in 3 days. I can't go anywhere, everything reminds me of him somehow.

I have to do something about this.

I decided to call my brother Timothy to ask if he knows where Patrick is.

"Hey!" I hear him say

"Hey, do you know where Patrick is?"

"He's off work today, had a long meeting or something. Why?" He says

"Thank you." I say and hang up the phone

I get my jacket, keys and leave the house. I walk over to my car, trying to remember where Patrick lives. I drive around for a bit and finally after about 15 minutes I find his house.

I park over close to his house. I get out of the car and start walking over to his house. I don't know what I'm gonna say to him but I have to do something about this.

I knock on the door and wait for about 10 seconds to see Patrick open the door. A small smirk appears on his face as he sees me.

"Y/n." He says

"We need to talk, in person." I say to him

"Come on in." He says and opens the door for me to get in

We both walk over to the couch and sit down.

"Do you not wanna take your jacket off?" He asks

"I won't be here long." I answer

"Right, so what is it that you wanna talk about?"

"I think you know." I say and look at him just to see him already staring deeply into my eyes

"Spell it for me and maybe I'll know." He says with a smirk on his face

"I wanna talk about you killing Paul for me.."

"Exactly, for you." He says

"Just why, I don't understand." I tell him

"You're shaking, are you okay?" He asks

"I asked you a fucking question." I say with a strong tone

"You're scared of me, aren't you?" He asks, putting his hand on my chin to make me look at him

"If you wanna know so bad I'll tell you." He says, still making me look at him

"I can't be with you, but I can't stand seeing you with someone else."

"That dosen't prove anything" I say

"I know but it's all I can say." He answers

"Okay then." I say and get up

"Oh come on, you're leaving already?" He asks me

"You said it yourself, I'm scared of you." I say without looking at him

I hear him getting up from the couch and walk over to me, he places his arms around my waist and puts his head on my shoulder.

"You think I'd kill you?" He asks

"Probably.." I answer

"I killed a guy for you, what's the point in killing you?" He asks

"I should go." I say and try to get out of his arms but he's too strong

"Look at me, Y/n." He says while he lets go of me

"If I do, can I go?" I ask

"Yes." He says quietly

I turn around to look at him, he had the same cold look on his face like always. Suddenly he places his hand on my chin and kisses me.

I kiss him back and I put my hand on his neck. After a bit, he pulls away.

"You can go now." He says while smiling

"Thank you." I say while walking over to the door, ready to leave

"Y/n." I hear him say quiety

"Mhm?" I ask quietly, not turning around to look at him

"You make me feel something I'm not supposed to feel." He says

"And what's that?" I ask while opening the door

"Love."