You Left Your Lights On Patrick Novels & Stories

“I made a big mistake and I regret that decision every single day.” “Yes, you made a big mistake.” I nodded in agreement as I pulled my hand away from him, Patrick chuckled lightly. “You look good. You’ve grown.” “Of course,” I replied, my voice void of emotions. “You don’t look bad yourself.” I returned the compliment, just to be polite. Patrick stared at me for a moment without saying anything. “I'd like to leave,” I announced, springing up to my feet. Without hesitation, he continued. “We have a lot to catch up on, can I take you for lunch?” He asked, looking at me expectantly. “How long will you stay here for?”

she asked with a note of pity in her tone. Fuck this. I didn’t need Millie Ashmore’s pity. The story I was told to recite could just as easily have been about her. I looked up at where Pat had been standing. He was gone. “If you’ll excuse me, I need to find Pat.” Millie squeezed my hand. “Is he…is it true? Is Patrick…?” “Excuse me,” I repeated. I soon found Pat standing near the open doors to the patio. Large silver heaters dotted the stone terrace, creating a comfortable area for guests to mingle. He reached for my hand and nodded.

I followed again. This time, Lucas took a different route. Likely heading home. I focused on Benson. Maintaining distance as he drove. He followed the same direction he had taken earlier in the day. And eventually… He approached Patrick’s house again. I slowed down immediately. Then switched off my headlights. I needed to remain unseen. He stopped at the gate. Pressed the horn. And waited. Within moments… The gate opened. Patrick’s wife came out. And opened it for him. That single moment…

Jo noticed at the sight of several huge cartons full of food. “Don’t worry about it. Claude has no harm, he has perks you wouldn't even imagine.” Patrick comforted her. “I hope so.” Jo took a look over the boxes, which were already on the kitchen table. “Could you set the table, guys? I forgot something.” Patrick said, confused. “Could you go with me to my car, Nick?” “No problem, man.” They ran from the kitchen and in a moment, there was the sound of the door closing.

"You mean you're not going to the football game tonight?" Patrick sighed. "I have a feeling I'll be needed elsewhere." *****************

Eric believed her without a doubt, and the next second, he took out a lighter and tossed it onto my pile of stuff. The flames roared to life in an instant. "Yvonne has a point, if you're going to leave, then leave everything behind!" As the fire devoured each item, my heart crumbled into pieces. 'Eric, our decade of love is now just ashes,' I thought. I climbed into the car by myself, gazing at the house I had called home for so many years as it slowly disappeared from view. I quickly pulled out my phone and dialed a number. "Mr. Lloyd, I'd like to work for your company."

I just bottled up what happened and kept it moving Tory was the only one I talked to and vice versa that made us become closer I really feel like she’s my brother mate and scared to find out I plan on getting them around each other to find out but Tory doesn’t let much slip past her other then the dreams and my behavior lately no one even noticed anything was wrong but inside I was dying in darkness stuck in my own mind not knowing what to do afterwards I didn’t want to get in trouble for leaving pack lands My father would never let me leave his site again if he found out I felt as if I was spiraling out of control trying to keep it to myself but now I see the light A Red Burning light and a

“How dare you do this in front of Blackie?! I am Patrick Weather and this is my party! You’re dead when I catch you!” Patrick and the others were also looking for the culprit. Patrick was infuriated. He booked the place for his party and he saw himself as the master of the event, yet someone threw a bottle at them, splashing beer all over him and his friends. “Hmph. Patrick Weather? Are you from the Weathers? The same family with Casius Weather? Bunch of losers! No wonder you have the balls to tease the woman I brought in.” Just as the atmosphere grew tense, a calm and lazy voice came from behind.

“So, here we are.” Patrick beamed as they stepped out of his car. They are now looking at a huge white house in awe. Patrice’s eyes widened. She wasn’t expecting this though. Her brother said they would visit his friend’s clinic. “I thought we are going to your friend’s clinic?” She asked. Patrick smirked. “This is his clinic.” He replied as he began to walk to the gate. Patrice’s and L’s jaws dropped. Seriously?

Especially the photos of Patrick's mom. Patrick's mom was upstairs and restless. She has grown tired of waiting for her husband to come home and started dressing for bed. She peeled off her clothes and stood naked in her bedroom. Feeling thirsty, she threw on her bathrobe and headed downstairs. Jeo was flickering through the channels, when Patrick's mom stepped into her living room. His legs were up the couch and he had taken off his t shirt to get cosy. “Oh Mrs Brown, so sorry, I didn't realise you were in.”