"Get out!" Robin screamed, tears blinding her vision.

"Robin I-,"

"Just leave you piece of scum. You never even loved me!" she cried.

Patrick reached out to try and comfort her, but she wanted nothing to do with him. "Robin, it was a mistake. I promise it won't ever happen again."

Surprisingly, she went quiet. Then she started laughing.

Patrick stared at her in disbelief.

She picked up their wedding photo which was perched innocently on a nearby table.

"Funny," she said. "You promised to be faithful when you took these vows." She stared at him with her red-rimmed eyes.

Before he could open his mouth to apologize again, she swung her arm back and threw the picture at the wall.

The glass shattered into a million pieces, littering the floor.

"That," she said, pointing at the mess on the floor, "is what you did to our marriage and family when you slept with Lisa."

Patrick stayed where he was, stray tears slipping down his face. He watched his wife breaking in front of him and heard his little daughter screaming through the monitor. He listened to all this and knew it was him who tore everything apart. It was all his fault.

"Get out," she directed at him in a weak voice. Like all the fight had gone out of her.

This time, he obeyed. He could have stayed, worked her until she forgave him. But he knew that she needed to be alone right now.

He grabbed his coat from the hall and flung open the door. He took one last look at his wife before closing the door shut behind him.

Once he was gone, Robin collapsed on the couch, no longer able to hold herself up. She dissolved into heavy sobs, blending in with Emma's screams from upstairs. She tried to be strong, but it felt like someone was squeezing her heart, never letting go.

She wanted to get up and comfort her daughter, but how could she comfort someone else when she could barely hold herself together?

She could barely breathe as the sobs wracked her body, but she was clear on one thought.

She would somehow make that cheater pay.

At first, Patrick couldn't make himself leave. He stood outside the door, looking in the small window as his Robin, his poor Robin, was completely losing control all because of the things he did.

Only when his fingers became numb did he start walking away.

He had no clue where he was going to stay tonight, but then again, he should have thought of that before he decided to reveal to his wife that he slept with another woman.

He sighed, blowing warm air from his mouth onto his fingers.

Sleeping with Lisa had honestly been the worst mistake of his life. He had regretted it as soon as it was over, as soon as he was sober enough to understand the severity of what had just happened.

Lisa had been dropping hints around Robin about what had happened for weeks, and finally Patrick just couldn't take it anymore. He decided to tell Robin the truth, but that had obviously not blown over well. Not that he thought it would have. She had every right to be upset, but did she really have to kick him out?

So, with nowhere else to go, Patrick went to the place he always went to, to drown his problems.

Jake's.

The very place where this whole mess had started.

Old habits die hard, huh?

Short, I know, but I just wanted to get a feel for it. This is my first Robin/Patrick story and I really hope it's a success. Pleeeease let me know what you think!
xoxo.