A/N: YBC!Patrick x Reader. Requested by @-ughKellin.
You smiled looking down at the test in your hands.
Positive.
You and Patrick had been together for a little over a year now and you loved him so much. He was so sweet, funny, and adorable. Now, you were carrying his child! You could barely contain your happiness.
Now you had to think of a way to tell him. You wanted it to be special. You instantly went to internet in search of ideas.
*Later That Day*
You lit the last candle and smiled at your handiwork.
"Patrick's gonna love this." You squealed to yourself. Just then the doorbell rang and you jumped to answer it. Patrick stood at the door, wearing a blue dress shirt and black jeans.
"Hey." You smiled. Patrick smiled back kissing you sweetly.
"Hey beautiful." He said. You slightly swooned and closed the door as Patrick crossed the threshold. You led Patrick to the dining room and showed him the dinner you made. You two ate and made conversation. It took everything in you to not spoil the surprise. Finally, Patrick had finished dinner.
"Alright, now I have a little surprise for dessert. I'll be right back." You smiled. Patrick watched as you walked away and felt a little guilty. You were so good to him yet he's been lying to you ever since the start of your relationship.
He never told you about his tendency to kill people when music was being played. It was actually quite easy to hide this fact from you for so long. Every time you spoke about anything involving music, Patrick feigned sick and stayed far away from the event. He also claimed headaches when you wanted to play music around him. He never even spoke about how he really lost his hand, he only said that it happened during an accident.
"And here we go!" You cheered. You walked out holding a plate with a slice of cake and chocolate writing. Patrick began to smile until he heard the sound of a guitar in the background.
No...
You smiled, stil advancing towards your boyfriend as Capri by Colbie Caillat played.
"Surprise." You whispered. Patrick stood up, flipping the table over in the process. You froze at his sudden violent behavior.
"Patrick?" You frowned. Patrick only gave a growl as response and looked up at you with yellow eyes.
"What the hell?" You exclaimed, dropping the plate. You ran in the opposite direction and Patrick ran towards you.
"Patrick!" You screamed, suddenly being grabbed by the waist by one hand. You were hoisted up in the air and then slammed down on the tile. You hissed in pain as your head made contact with the floor.
"Patrick, what the hell is wrong with you?" You groaned scooting away from him. Patrick pulled out a hook from like out of nowhere and put it where his prosthetic hand was. Your eyes got wide and you frantically tried to get up and get away. Blood was dropping from the back of your head and you felt tired.
"Patrick..." You whimpered. He advanced toward you and sliced your cheek slightly with the hook. You screamed as the air hit the new wound. Next was your neck, but you caught his arm. Patrick looked you in your eye and saw the fear in them.
"Don't...please." You begged. Patrick just growled and tried to press the hook. Loser to your neck.
"I'm pregnant." You sniffled, tears coming to your eyes. Just then the music stopped and Patrick's went back to blue. He looked around at the mess and then at you. You were a bloodied and crying mess.
"P-please don't." You sobbed.
"(Y/N), oh my gosh." Patrick gasped. He threw off the hook and reached for his prosthetic. Once the hand was secure he reached for you. You flinched and moved away crying harder.
"(Y/N), it's me, Patrick. It's really me this time. Just look into my eyes love." Patrick said desperately.
"What the hell are you?" You stuttered, eyes red and accusing. Patrick took a deep breath and explained everything that happened starting with that stupid case. At the end you were crying even harder.
"Why didn't you tell me this sooner? Let me choose whether I wanted to get involved with you? Now I'm probably having a demonic baby." You cried.
"A baby? You're pregnant?" He asked slowly.
"Yes Patrick. That's what the surprise was."
"(Y/N)...I understand if you don't wanna have this baby or if you don't want me to be apart of its life. Whatever you decide I will support you." Patrick said after a few moments of silence.
"Patrick, what I need is for you to take me to the ER so I can get these cuts and my baby checked out. Then after that we're gonna have a little talk about secrets. After that, we need to start looking for places to raise this baby...together." You said. Patrick smiled and kissed your hand.
"I love you so much. Thank you for giving me this chance." He said.
