The Music or the Misery (Book 2)

Am I More Than You Bargained For Yet?

We let go of each other and Patrick doesn't make a big deal of my awkward breakdown. He just tells me that I did good and that he enjoyed every second of it. Of course he makes me blush and soon my tears are forgotten.

We both left at the same time and said a quick goodbye before he got in a cab and I began the short walk home. It felt good to just walk and when I laid in my bed, I was happy that Patrick had pushed me to play. It gave me hope that I could play more often and it would help me without causing me pain.

Patrick even texted me that night to make sure I'd got back okay and I grinned unrestrained at my phone.

Riddly and I are patiently waiting on this weekend, so that we can see the men that are currently causing problems in our life. Patrick has tried to find time to see me but it's clear we're just both too busy, so we text instead.

Throughout Monday to Wednesday I tell myself that I'm not missing him, even though I know I am. I even feel a little sad when he doesn't show up late at night in the shop. I know he would if he could, considering it's obvious he wants to spend time with me.

On Thursday, Riddly refuses to show any weakness where Pete is concerned and suggests we go out with Ollie and Sophie. It's an idea I'm glad she had, so that I can distract myself from my own weakness. Plus, I think Riddly and I both want to know that at least one of us girls are doing well in the relationship department.

We all go out for a meal, Riddly and I are pleased to find that Sophie and Ollie are definitely a thing now. They hold hands and Riddly supresses a joyful squeal as Ollie pecks Sophie on the lips. It's good to know that they're happy and it gives me hope that I might be happy too at some point. Well I'm a little happy now of course, considering Patrick is in my life again.

The drums help too. One night as I shut the shop depressed that he hadn't showed up, I went to simply glance at the beautiful drum kit and ended up beating out my life issues. I'd say the result was a good one as I left that night, feeling refreshed and less down.

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Although I didn't want to admit it, by the day of the BBQ, I was missing Patrick. Which probably showed on the ride to their apartment.

Riddly and I sat side by side both quieter than usual as the cab driver took us to the destination that I'd given him. Patrick had text me the address and I'd thanked him without showing too much enthusiasm.

"Are you okay Riddly?" I ask as she stares out the window.

"Yeah, just nervous" she mumbles and my eyes almost pop from my head. She's never nervous.

"Why would you be nervous?" I reply and she turns to looking a little frightened.

"I like him Violet. I like Pete, more than I care to admit" she confesses. I stare at her for a good few moments trying to work her out but it looks like she's serious.

"It's going to be okay" I tell her, smiling positively. She grins back and I see her becoming more relaxed.

"You're right, this should be fun!" She exclaims, returning to her happy go lucky attitude.

Once we arrive on the right street and find the right apartment number, I knock and we wait patiently.

It's Joe that answers the door and he smirks at us, then frowns.

"Wow. You both look super unhappy. Lighten up! Your men are in the back yard. Straight through the house" he says, pointing down a hallway. I'm about to tell him they're not our men but Riddly cuts in.