Imagine #122: Me and You (Part 2)
*Y/N's P.O.V.*

Silence. That's all what I got from him through the whole course of being with him while shopping for everything I need. Clothes, supplements, and milk were just some of the things we've got. He just asks me basic question like if I'm allergic to something or not, other than that...nothing.

After our little shopping, he just drove me again towards somewhere I don't know.

"Look, you don't have to do this. I can handle my---

"Then what? Sue me afterwards for not taking care of you and the baby? Not gonna happen. It'll be a lot better of I will be the one who'll sue you for lying to me once I proved that kid isn't mine." He said with a prideful smile and he looked at me afterwards, giving me a mocking smile.

I just stared at him and as for me, I smiled at him genuinely.

"Okay, suit yourself." I said.

I would like to believe that somehow Patrick will change this feelings of him somehow. Again, I'm not asking him to love me or anything. All I want is for my baby to have a decent dad who knows and loves him/her. And if enduring this is the only way to get that, so be it.

Finally, we stopped inside of this big house. We climbed out of the car as I looked at the house with amazement.

"Is this your house?" I asked him.

"Hold this." He replied and let me hold everything we shopped and I just immediately took everything from him. "Follow me." He ordered and I did what he said.

We entered the house and the first thing I saw was the Grand Piano in the middle of the living room. My eyes lit up once I saw that, I'm honestly good at playing that instrument. I hurriedly walk towards it.

"Don't you dare touch that." Patrick said firmly that made me stop my tracks.  "Or anything inside my house without my permission." He continued while glaring at me and all I replied was a nod like from a kid.

"Uh. Where can I put this down? It's a bit heavy." I asked and he pointed somewhere near the couch. I walked there and put the bags down, feeling relieved.

Patrick got something from the back of the door, it was a calendar and he also took a marker.

"Two weeks from now you'll be getting that pregnancy examination and that's only the first test to know if you're really pregnant." He said while marking the date on the calendar. "Through the whole course of you being here, you will follow my every order and rule I give to you. Understood?" He said while staring at me seriously and again all I did was nod.

Patrick put the calendar down and I decided to sit on the couch since my back is aching already.

"First rule, you will be sleeping there, on that couch. You are not allowed to enter any rooms without my permission except of course the bathroom. Second rule, don't go inside my room and recording studio. Third, you have to ask me if you're going to use anything inside my house. You're not allowed to touch anything without my word. Fourth, you're not allowed to leave without telling me where. You understand me?" He said and I swear I felt like a prisoner in here that moment.

"Yes, it's all clear, Patrick." I said enthusiastically, giving him a smile.

"Good, then we'll have no problem then." He said while starting to walk away.

I looked around while I was just sittig there and I can't help to notice the silence around the house.

"You live alone? It's such a big house for you to ---

"Rule number five...you're not allowed to ask any of my personal life." He said while stopping before going to his room. After going inside he just slammed the door behind.

"Geez. There's definitely horns under that halo of his. He may look like an angel, but he could be a demon." I said playfully as I laid back on the couch. I slowly rubbed my stomach and looked at it with a smile. "Don't worry, baby. Daddy's just a little reluctant now. Surely, he'll love you once you go out." I said with a smile. Hoping that what I'm saying will really come true.

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