T H E P A S T.~Two Weeks Later~
These past two weeks with Mia have been amazing! We could barely stand to be away from one another, it's like we're that connected. The sex gets better with time; and every time we kiss I feel like I'm on another level. A level of pure satisfaction. I loved it. And I loved being around her and she loved being around me.
Right now Mia was at work and I did just as I did since the day I left the hospital: I showed up at her job. I couldn't stand to be away from her for long periods of time. I knew she'd be mad and wonder why I wasn't at 'work' myself but I had to show up. I had too.
Once I walked in the hospital, the receptionist already knew who I was here for. "Why are you here today?" She looked at me confused.
"What do you mean?" I titled my head to the side and looked back at her confused.
"Mia isn't here today. It's her day off. Are you really sick this time?" She got up out of her chair and put her hand on my forehead.
I took it off and squeezed her wrist a little. "Well, where the hell is she then?" I said with a hell of a lot of force in my voice.
"Um.." She began to get scared because my grip tightened. "I -- I don't know but she's not on schedule for today, sir just please let me go!"
"Show me the schedule!" I screamed not really paying attention but I did. She nervously turned the computer around and showed me the schedule.
Mia Dexter
Thursday.
O F F
My eyes darkened. My nose flared out as I felt this temper rising. A temper that I didn't want anyone to know about or see because it was so dangerous. It could be life-threatening if messed with. I pushed my hat down further over my face so she wouldn't pay attention to the demon arising.
"Where could she be?" I tried to ask calmly but my voice cracked a little.
"I don't know sir.." She told me, scared for her life. I could tell that if she knew where Mia was, she'd most definitely tell me right now.
I fixed myself. I fixed myself to be presentable as I tried to clear my eyes up and calm down. I smiled at her from underneath my hat because I wasn't sure if my eyes returned to their regular color. "Thank you, ma'am. Have a good day." I turned and walked out of the hospital and hopped into my car.
"I gave this bitch two weeks of my time and what does she go and do?! Fucking lie to me!" I slammed my hands down on my steering wheel as I begin to talk to myself. I looked around in my car for some meds, some drugs. I needed something to mellow me out before I go ..... Cr- no I'm not going to go crazy. I'm not crazy. "Dammit!" I couldn't find anything.
I started my car and went back to my apartment so I could find something to chill my nerves. If I would come in contact with Mia, there's no telling what I'd do. When I made it into my apartment, it was just like I left it. Dark and empty. It only livens when Mia's here. I went straight into my bedroom to look for some pills. I found some and took about five or six, making sure to calm me down quick and not overdose. I went back into the kitchen and ran my fingers across the counter as I opened the cabinet that I wanted. Inside this cabinet is where I keep my pots and pans. I threw them all out and got inside the cabinet. Once I got inside I noticed it was too dark for me to see. I got out and opened up a drawer where I kept a flashlight. I also got a hammer and some new nails because I was about to take the old ones out.
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