Later that night, Pacey's brother was at work and Pacey did not have key to his brother's apartment. Since he did not feel like walking to his boat, he had to go to his parents' house.
Pacey's intuition was distributing mixed emotions. He was detrimentally mad that he was putting the baby up for adoption. He was sorrowfully sad that Dawson and Joey were falling back in love with each other. Lastly, he felt unassailably depressed that he was all alone. He needed help and he did not know whom to turn to.
As he entered the house, all the lights were out and no one was in sight. As he slammed the door, he found his father, who was sleeping on the sofa, had woken up. As Mr. Witter sat up and opened his eyes, he saw that Pacey was there.
"What are you doing here?" His father said maliciously.
"Oh I'm sorry; you must have forgotten that I live here." Pacey criticized.
"Hey, I just came home from a ten hour shift doing my life-threatening job. The last thing I need is some loser kid giving me sarcasm... So shut it!" Mr. Witter vituperated.
"Whatever." Pacey whispered.
"What are you doing here anyways? Let me guess… Since your life is messed up, you are probably broke. So you probably want to borrow money from me?" Mr. Witter joked.
"You know I also came from a tiresome day so why don't you leave me the hell alone." Pacey insulted.
"Oh, Mr. Sensitive… What's up your butt?" Mr. Witter taunted.
"You know what dad, its bad enough that I lost my dignity, my girl, my friends, my subsequent child, and my life, but I don't need you to remind me that I don't have anyone else, including my family…. Damn it dad. You are the worst father in the world!" Pacey provoked.
"What hell are you talking about? Well I'm sorry that I put a roof over your head, a warm home, fed you, and gave you a well education. You're just too thick to appreciate it." His father answered his challenge.
"Well if I had to remind you, I got all of that, but I never got a family. I never got a real dad. God! Dad! You want to know why I can't be a father. It's because I was raised by a crappy father…. Look at yourself. You're a drunk failure… You told me from the first day of kindergarten that I was waste of human flesh. You told me that I could never do softball. You are embarrassed of me because I am not the perfect son. You got rid of me the first chance you got… You know what…… I don't know why I even try talking to you. I'm going to bed." Pacey walked away.
The next day, Pacey walked out of the bathroom to find his father in the kitchen. Pacey gazed around and noticed that no one else was there except his father.
"Where's is everyone?" Pacey asked.
"I sent them to get something to eat." Mr. Witter responded.
"You're too ashamed of me to send me out in public?" Pacey assumed.
"No, actually I sent them out to eat so we could have the house to ourselves. You know privacy." Mr. Witter corrected.
"So you can yell at me... Dad I know you think I'm a loser, but I don't think I can hear it a eight in the morning. Not today." Pacey pleaded.
"If you give me a moment, I'm trying to apologize." Mr. Witter said benign.
"To who?" Pacey said shocked.
"To President John F. Kennedy." Mr. Witter said sarcastically.
"I thought he was dead. Why is he in this house?" Pacey played dumb.
"I'm trying to apologize to you, who do you think?" Mr. Witter conversed.
"Oh." Pacey said.
"Look, Pacey. You are my son and I have to recognize that you're in a dilemma… And the last thing you need is me getting on your nerves…… Pacey I'm umm… I'm you know…… I'm sorry." Mr. Witter stumbled through his apology.
Pacey knew that it was not an everyday thing for his father to apologize. Therefore, Pacey humanely accepted his father's apology.
"Apology accepted." Pacey consented.
They looked each other in their eye. They knew this was weird, but this was their way of communicating.
"Well, I'm going to take my shower now." Pacey said, breaking the ice.
"Wait Pacey." Mr. Witter stopped.
"Yeah." Pacey said.
"I'm going to ask you plain out, do you want to keep the baby?" Mr. Witter asked.
"Yes." Pacey replied.
"Do think you can raise the baby so he or she can have a normal life?" Mr. Witter questioned.
"I can do my best." Pacey said sincerely.
"Then I think I can help you… Help you keep your baby." Mr. Witter initiated.
Author's note: I am so so sorry that it took me so long to update. I've been so busy with the end of the semester and the midterms are next week (19-22). I'll try to update 2-3 next next week but I'll be updating Sunday.
Author's Comment: I would like to thank Stephi889 and Kj for their great reviews that I've already sent them this chapter. If you want recieve chapter 23 then just send a great review within the next few days.
Next Time on my Dawsons' Crek FanFic: Pacey and Father take the next step to their relationship and Joey starts to feel confuse and frustrated with her sitation.
