It was your own fault—it was you who dumped him. You were sure of your decision, all the nights of worry and pain confirmed your decision.

Until the thought of it hit—Patrick could be doing anything now. His lips kissed by other women, his bed shared with someone that wasn't you. It was something you never dared to think of when breaking up with him, never considered the idea.

But now? Now, it was breaking your heart.

One thing about Patrick, if he knew that—he'd be straight at your apartment, with that smug smirk across his face and telling you he told you.

You wished he was home alone—watching the world through his window with tears in his eyes. Hate how much you wished he was thinking of you, missing you. Beating yourself up over the idea of another girl touching his skin.

It was a moment of weakness. A mistake after one too many glasses of wine. A quick text that you wished you could delete.

10:21pm i know i said no contact but i need to know have u been with anyone else?

The read receipt hit your eyes as soon as you'd sent it.

You could almost see the smirk on his face as the three bubbles showed on your screen. Could hear that tone in his voice before the text arrived on your phone.

10:22pm miss me already babygirl?

The truth is—Patrick had been lonely. Cried more tears this month than he had his entire life. Took a break from the tour—made up some bullshit injury. He couldn't bear to leave the house. His world came crashing down when you ended things, but he couldn't let you know that.

Patrick never could show his true colors, never made things easy for himself, or anyone else around him. He was embarrassed—especially this time around. He'd managed to mess up the one real good thing in his life. You. His life with you.

He knows that he's at fault, it was his actions that drove him away. Not that he'd ever admit that out loud. But he wishes he could turn back the clock, do things differently. Treat you the way he wanted to.

But here is his, still texting you like he's taunting you.

10:25pm i haven't, by the way wouldn't dream of it