The Complication of Adulthood
Chapter 7: Can't Catch A Break
Pacey walked into his home later that evening (around six p.m). As he walked into the living room, he found Joey waiting on the couch. He could tell that she ready to yell at him. She looked livid. In Pacey's opinion, he just could not catch a break.
"What did I do now? I'm sorry I'm late." Pacey instantly apologized.
"Where were you? Were you out having an after school activity with your friendly friend?" Joey quoted.
Pacey's eyes widen and he realized that Joey overheard his conversation with his co-workers. He immediately said, "Joey, it's not what you think."
"I can't believe you!" Joey got up. She began throwing anything that she could grab. She threw the pillow at his face. She threw magazines at him furiously. She threw one of Joshua's toys at him.
"Joey calm down!" Pacey begged. He grabbed her wrist vigorously, trying to control her. He pushed her away.
"I can't believe this. You're cheating on me, after all what has happened. You made me fall in love with you. You gave me the good sense to be a mother and start this family. Why would you do this?" Joey started to become tearful.
"I'm not cheating on you? What do I have to say to make you believe me?" He pleaded.
"I just want you out of my house. Now!" She yelled. He tried to hold her so she could intimately believe her, but she just pushed her away.
"Go!" She cried. The loud argument finally woke Joshua who was sleeping. Things were becoming too confusing for Pacey. Pacey realized that if he wanted Joey to calm down, he would have to leave.
"I'm sorry Joey." Pacey apologized even though he had nothing to apologize for.
An hour later, Joey could not believe what she had done. She acted childish and irrational. She didn't give Pacey a chance to explain himself. She felt like a huge fool.
Unexpectedly, someone began knocking at the door. Joey's strongly hoped it was her husband at the door. She just wanted to apologize to him. Nonetheless, she got her hopes up because it was Dawson.
"Dawson. What are you doing here?" Joey said; she immediately wiped her tears off from her cheeks.
"Umm, you left your baby bag at the coffee shop." He handed her the bag.
"Oh." She mumbled, "Would you like to come in?"
When Dawson walked into the apartment, he could tell that something wasn't right. It was too quiet and too at ease. He said, "Joey? What's the matter?"
"I think I made a huge mistake." Joey labeled.
"What?" He wondered.
"After the coffee shop, I went to Pacey's work to find that he was working with morons; more importantly I overheard a conversation." She explained.
"What happened?" Dawson asked.
"Well, Pacey was talking to his workers and he didn't say anything bad. It was just that his co-workers basically told him that it is okay to have an affair." Joey sat down.
"An affair? Pacey wouldn't do anything like that." Dawson debated.
"I know; it's just when we got married, for the first couple of months everything was great. However, after that, things went south. Even though it might sound easy, marriage is incomprehensible. I think he wants to leave me." Joey elaborated.
"Joey stop talking this nonsense. Joey, he loves you. He wouldn't leave you. You're asking yourself all the wrong questions." He sat across from her.
"What are you talking about?" Joey was confused.
"You're falling back in you're old roots. If anything becomes slightly difficult for you, you push people away. Joey you have to know that being adult means, facing your fears. You have to sit Pacey down and tell him that you love him; and you don't want this marriage to fail." Dawson urged.
"I have to tell him that I'll do anything to make sure that this marriage will work; because I love him too much to let it fail." Joey simplified.
"Exactly." Dawson validated.
Next Time on my Fanfic: Pacey's loyaty towards Joey istested when someone else enters the picture.
Author's Note: Thank you for all the notes and if I receive more than six reviews within the next couple of days... I update as soon as possible. The next chapter is the biggest/influence of the story.