The Baby Doll Fic

Confrontation (Patrick's POV)

20 missed calls

16 text messages 

7 voicemails

It had been 6 days since I last spoke to Dani or Pete, I had been staying with Joe for the time being and discussing the possible outcomes of the situation and the confrontation. Today is going to be the day I get this over with, today is the day I decide what I'll do with the two most important people in my life.

bzzz bzzzzz bzzzzzzz "Hello? Patrick?"

"Hey Dani, are you home?"

"Oh my god, Patrick! I've been so worried about you these past few days, I didn't know what happened to you and I just kept calling and calling and I-"

"Dani," I interrupted her, "Are you home or not?"

"Yeah, I am. Are you trying to talk?" she questioned

"Yes, I'm coming over in a few hours and Pete is as well. We all need to come to a resolution even though it's a rough situation." 

I heard Dani sniffle on the other line, "Definitely. I understand." 

I sighed, "Alright, I'll see you later." I hung up right after that, not wanting to hear more of Dani's voice because it was about to bring me to tears. Once that was over with, I decided to send Pete a quick text knowing he wouldn't respond to any of my calls:

I'm heading back over to my place at 2:00, I need you to be there so I can talk to you and Dani. Thanks.

I took in a deep breath and laid back down on the couch. What am I going to say?

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It was almost 2 o'clock and I was heading over to the apartment. The feeling of anxiety was rushing into my body and I was unsure if I should even show, I don't want to cry anymore.

I exited my car and walked towards the apartment, greeted by a Pete who was waiting by the door, looking hesitant to knock. Rather than speaking to him, I passed him and unlocked the door, holding it open for him. He looked at me with sorrowful eyes before walking inside. I followed right behind.

There she sat; Babydoll, or rather, Danielle. She was no longer my babydoll. She gave me a hopeful look as Pete and I both took a seat on the couch, all distanced from one another. 

We sat in awkward silence until finally, Pete said, "I drank some fluids before I got here so can I maybe, possibly, go potty?" 

I raised an eyebrow at him, "You don't need my permission to use the toilet." 

"You're right." He nodded, getting up and heading toward the bathroom down the hall.

Dani and I turned to make eye contact with one another and instantly there was tension in the air.

"Patrick..." She started, "Let me explain myself."

"Danielle, there's really nothing to explain," I responded, seeing her cringe at my usage of her full name. "You cheated on me with Pete, there's nothing you can say to validate yourself." 

"I know, Pat, but I just-"

Pete quickly cut her off, "There really isn't any excuse that could work out in this instance, but while you were gone she was under so much stress and her emotions were all over the place and  I was there for her, and although it doesn't make it okay, I can only assume feelings were strengthened over that period of time." 

I felt the tears brimming my eyes but I tried holding them back.

"Pete, you don't have to come to my defenses-" 

"Dani, is that true? Did you develop feelings for Pete?" I said feeling mixed emotions in my stomach.

Dani had tears producing in her eyes. "I-I... I don't know."

I looked between the two of them, "Tell me the truth. What are your feelings for one another?" 

No one talked for awhile and I felt anger, but mostly tears and I just decided to get up and go to my room. When I got into the room, I saw all of Dani's suitcases out and basically all packed up. "Dani, what is this?"

She walked over to me. " Well after you weren't returning my calls, I just thought maybe I should... I don't know, leave or something, I didn't know what to do."

I looked perplexed, "Where were you gonna go, Dani?"

"Well, I didn't think too much about that part..." She murmured.

"You can't just leave without saying anything." 

"I was gonna tell you, but you didn't respond back to my calls or texts. I didn't even know if you were gonna come back." Dani confessed.

Pete looked down, "Dani, you didn't say anything to either of us."

"Well, I didn't feel the need to tell you Mr. 'getting back at Patrick'." She snarled.

"That's beside the point, you still didn't tell us anything before choosing to make rash decisions." Pete retorted.

Dani began to pace around the house, grabbing her belongings as she did so, shoving more into her luggage.

I followed after, trying to keep her from doing any more packing, "Dani, please stop we need to talk about this before you do anything else."

She stops in her tracks and turns to me, "Enough, alright? This is my decision and I can do what I want and I don't need anyone's opinion to do what I can do!" She pushed me out of the way and packed the rest of her stuff into her bags and headed out the door, slamming it as she left.

Pete and I froze in the spots we were standing and looked at each other in shock. Did that really just happen?