Tricks Of The Game

Chapter 19

*Kelsey's POV*

        I lay awake, staring at the hotel room ceiling. It was just after 2 in the morning, and Patrick was sleeping next to me, but I found myself unable to do the same. I had my headphones in, listening to one of my few depressing playlists. I couldn't believe what had happened tonight. We went over to Patrick's house to check if Abby had left, and she did, but not without leaving a disaster. Every dish was smashed all over the floor, every picture frame ripped off the wall. Left on the table was a note from Abby saying "Enjoy the mess!". Patrick was in tears, and I felt horrible because I couldn't make it better. We went up to the girls' rooms, grabbing what we could fit in his truck. The rest would have to wait until the morning. We drove back to the hotel in silence. I reached over to hold his hand, but he brushed me away. As soon as we got back, he didn't talk to me, but instead started texting someone. He wanted to have a baby, but I wasn't good enough to comfort him? If we were going to buy a house together tomorrow, shit had to get figured out quickly, but I didn't plan on waking him up to argue. I rolled out of bed, pulling on some leggings and a hoodie, and walked into the hallway. I shut the door quietly behind me and called Ben.

        "Hello?" He answered groggily.

        "Hey...Patrick won't talk to me, and I really don't wanna be at this stupid hotel any longer. Can you come get me?" I asked, starting to cry.

        "Yeah honey, of course...text me the address and I'll be there in 5 minutes."

        I texted Ben the address and waited in the lobby, chewing on my bottom lip and holding back tears. I couldn't believe Patrick was pulling this when he just said earlier today that he wanted to have a baby with me. For all I knew, I could already be pregnant. He and I hadn't used protection the night before. I stepped outside to get some air. This was already too much for me to handle. Just as I began to cry, Ben pulled up. He was always right there to pick me up whenever I fell down. I climbed into his car and let it all out.

        "Hey, it's okay honey..." he said, pulling me in for a hug. "C'mon, let's go back to my house. You can stay there tonight and we'll talk when we get there."

        I sent Patrick a text on the way there, telling him I was spending the night at Ben's and that when he was ready to stop being a jerk, he could call.

        We pulled up to Ben's condo and walked in, his dog crawling onto my lap as soon as I sat down. Ben sat next to me, pulling me into him to let me finish crying, but instead, we fell asleep like that.