Patrick Bateman x reader

Chpt. 7 | Ghosted

I get woken up by a sound of screaming and I immediately get up and walk out into Patrick's living room too see him just in briefs doing some form of exercise which I assume is stomach crutches.

"Morning, do you have any coffee or anything?" I ask

He gets up and starts to make coffee.

"I'm taking a shower. You can get the coffee when it's done, I have to go out to do things. You can stay here for a little bit while i'm gone but just leave before I get back." He says coldly and just walks into the bathroom and closes the door.

I'm so confused by all of this. He takes me on a date, we well not have sex but make eachother cum and now he's just acting like this is normal. Am I just a fling? Was this just a hookup? I told myself i'd never fuck on the first date but I thought we had something going on.

I sigh and pour coffee and go into his fridge which is very empty and grab creamer and pour it in and put some sugar in and drink it.

After about 20 minutes of me watching tv I hear the bathroom door open and I see Patrick walk out with a towel wrapped around his waste with his hair wet and he goes into his bedroom which he leaves the door wide open and starts changing into clothes.

As much as confused and a bit upset and angry at him for acting so cold and confusing right now I do still feel extremely attracted to him, especially the way he looks with a towel around his waist and his wet hair. My mind goes back to last night as he was fucking my throat.

I clear my throat not wanting to think about this anymore and Patrick starts to walk out with his keys and his suit on and carrying his suit case.

"Wait. Where are you going?" I ask confused stopping him in front of the door as I look up at him

He stays silent for a second

"I have to return some video tapes." He states sternly and basically shoves me out the way and shuts the door behind him and leaves

I stand there too stunned to even speak.

What the fuck did I do? He's acting like such a asshole.

I sigh trying not to let him upset me and I grab my dress and heels and call my friend and ask her to come pick me up.

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Patrick's POV:

I wake up and get out of bed and go into my drawer full of knives and tools and go to grab one. I didn't kill her last night. I was supposed to kill her in some way while that be while fucking her or after but I didn't. I don't know why. I wanted to choke her to death or cut her up but I can't bring myself to kill her.

I need to kill. I need to kill her.

I go into my living room and turn on the texas chainsaw massacre and start working out.

I can't stop thinking about her and I don't know why and I don't like this, the control she has over me it's too much.

As i'm working out she comes out saying morning.

She looks so good in my shirt, I should stab her and ruin it with her blood all over it.

I snap out of my thoughts and stand up as she asks me for coffee and I turn on my coffee maker and start walking away.

"I'm taking a shower. You can get the coffee when it's done, I have to go out to do things. You can stay here for a little bit while i'm gone but just leave before I get back." I say and shut the door to the bathroom and get out of my briefs and get into the shower

I follow my normal shower routine and after I get out I put on my skin care.

I keep my towel wrapped around my waist and I leave the bathroom and feel her eyes on me as I walk into the bathroom and I drop the towel and get into my suit.

I need to get my mind off her and I definitely need to atleast kill someone else.

I grab my suitcase and go to leave when she stops me in front of the door

"Wait, Where are you going?" She asks as she looks up at me

I stare down at her for a second

"I have to return some video tapes" I reply cold and walk past her accidentally hitting her and I get into my car and leave.

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Y/Ns POV:

I get into Brooklyns car

"Hey, so how was it? Also damn he's rich girl." She says excitedly noticing his rich apartment

"Well uh it's confusing" I reply truthfully

"Oh god what happened" She starts to drive

"Well we went on the date to dinner and it was nice but kinda awkward. And we went back to his place and we kinda..." I bite my lip

"You guys fucked on the first date?!" Her eyes widen and she looks at me in shock considering i've only ever had sex one other time and it was awhile back.

"Well we didn't like you know. I just gave him head and he gave me head"

"Still!!" She exclaims

"After he told me "I suppose you can stay the night" or something. And this morning he was working out and he took a shower and then left I asked where he was going and he said "to return some video tapes" Like what does that even mean" I groan annoyed and frustrated

"I'm sorry girl but he seams like a total jerk off! I think he just wanted a hookup as hard as that is to hear it's probably true i'm sorry" She puts her hand on my shoulder in a comforting manner and we pull into my apartment.

"Thanks for giving me a ride" I say

She nods "Let me know if you need anything, love you!" She smiles as I get out

"Love you too!" I yell and go into my house and immediately put my dress onto my bed and my heels back into my closet and put my purse onto my bed also.

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It's been two days since the whole thing with Patrick happened and he still hasn't texted me or anything, i've been confused, upset, angry, disappointed. But at the same time I miss him and his touch.

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The next day:

As I get to work I see Patrick also walking in with his headphones on. I stare at him and he glares at me but looks away and passes me. I bite my lip awkwardly as I get into my office and see Paul.

"Alright Y/N, I need a reservation for two at pastels on friday and a reservation for five also at pastels for tomorrow. You can come to pastels if you want Mcdermott, Bryce and Bateman are all going.

I nod and write it all down

"Okay and uh I have a question sir. My friend Brooklyn has been wanting to go out and she asked if she can meet you all" I say nervous

"She can come just make the reservation 6 than." He says and gestures to my pen and I walk out to my desk and sit down