I sat in Pacey's car, looking at the home, which I had called my own. I ran my fingers through my hair, as every voice inside my head screamed "RUN LIKE MAD!". I bit my tongue and exited the car, making sure the keys were in my pocket for a hasty escape. I hesitated to knock, considering that in Dawson's mind it still was my home. I pondered this for at least two minutes, but before I could decided the door was flung open.

"Joey" Dawson smiled, "Where have you been?"

"Dawson" I began.

"Joey, I've been so worried about you! You just took off, why'd you go?" Dawson exclaimed.

"Dawson" I tried again.

"Joey, I'm sorry for whatever I did to upset you. I wish you could of stayed around so we could of talked it through, maybe now we can have the chance. I am sorry, even though at the moment I am clueless about what I have done to warrant you leaving like that"

"Dawson"

"Where's Moll?"

"With Jack"

"Why isn't she here Joey?"

"Dawson, you still remain clueless. I'm not here to come home or talk things through, I'm here to pick up some things and get the hell out of here"

"Joey, I don't understand. What has happened to make you act like this?"

"Dawson, it was all a mistake. Our life together, was ridiculous"

"Joey, I know I've done something wrong but don't say stuff like that"

"Dawson it never should of happened, the wedding or us dating. We are a fraud, kidding ourselves that we belong together. I regret it Dawson and I'm sick of lying to you. Molly's not yours and I'm pretty damn sure I never loved you. The whole time we were together, I felt like I was living in some American soap opera! Everything had to be either perfect or filled with drama. Life is not a TV show Dawson, but you made me feel like just one of the crew"

"Why are you saying all of this?"

"Because it's true"

"It's not"

"Yes it is"

"I want to see Molly"

"Don't change the subject and you will not be seeing Molly"

"She's my daughter"

"Well here's another twist for the show, she's not. She's not your daughter and well, I'm glad"

"She is, stop saying these things Joey"

"Oh but Dawson, for once I'm not lying. Molly isn't a Leery, just like I'm not. Molly Whitter, she's Pacey's. I'm sorry I cheated, real sorry Dawson. I shouldn't of married you in the first place"

Dawson looked at me for a moment, his expression of confusion and hurt. It faded away and was replaced with anger, pure and blinding rage.

"Get away from me" Dawson hissed.

"Dawson" I sighed, my anger fading away.

"You hurt me, and destroy my heart. Take away a girl, who I thought was my daughter and sleep with my best friend. I hate you; now get the hell away from me. I never want to see you again. If I do, I'll kill you. I swear, I will kill you"