My Brothers Best Friend (Fall Out Boy FanFiction)

Part 26; Pete's POV

I woke up hoping and praying that it was just a bad dream. But it wasn't. I was still stuck here in this stupid world where good people get hurt. It's not fair.

I rolled over and looked at the clock. Just after noon.

I stayed in bed and just laid there for a couple minutes.

I wanted to reach for my phone but I was scared at what I might see. This could be something very good, or very bad.

I pressed the home button and saw I had two texts from Patrick.

The first one said that Sammy would be okay.

She would be okay.

I kept reading the first text message over and over as tears formed in my eyes. I was so relieved.

The second text message said that we could come see her today between 3 and 9. I really wanted to see her, but I was terrified that Patrick wouldn't let me near her. I'm the reason why she's in the hospital after all. But Patrick wouldn't have told me the visiting hours if he won't let me see her. Or maybe he's trying to rub it in my face, that I could come to the hospital, but he won't let me anywhere near her.

I pulled the blankets off me and put on a t-shirt and made my way downstairs.

"Hey, look who woke up." Joe said smiling.

I tried to smile, and maybe I did slightly.

"Hungry?" Andy asked from the kitchen.

Now that I thought about it I was pretty hungry. I nodded and walked over to one of the stools at the island.

"Eggs work for you?"

I nodded again.

"Hey Pete, we have some good news" Joe said excitedly as he came over and sat on the stool beside me. "We got a text from Patrick and-"

"I know. He texted me."

"And we're gonna leave at 2:30 so we can get to the hospital around 3."

"Sounds good." I said sternly. I wasn't upset or anything so I don't know why I was talking like this. I guess I'm just tired.

"Here ya go." Andy said, putting a plate of scrambled eggs in front of me.

"Thanks." It felt weird being served in my own home.

Andy and Joe started talking about what we were gonna do for the rest of tour and I'm sure I was suppost to be a part of this conversation but I focused on eating my eggs, then going upstairs and getting ready to go and finally see Sammy.

I got in the back of my car, Joe drove and Andy sat in the passengers seat. We didn't speak a word the whole way to the hospital.

Once we finally arrived, I got got out of the car, feeling very lightheaded. I think it was just because I was nervous. I walked it off and followed Joe and Andy into the hospital.

"We're here to see Samantha Stump." Joe said to the woman at the front desk.

"She's in room 317." She said with almost no emotion.

"Thank you." Andy said quickly as we made our way to the elevator.

Once again, the whole elevator ride was silent. The elevator dinged as we made it to our floor. We got out and walked to her room. Joe knocked on the door.

Patrick opened the door, "Hey guys!" rather enthusiastically.

We all filed in and Joe and Andy ran to Sammy and hugged her happily.

"Guys!" She screamed with joy.

I was frozen. Standing at the end of her bed. I don't know what got into me, but I didn't say a word. Patrick walked past me back to his chair beside Sammy's bed.

"Pete!" Sammy said, she almost hesitated. I think we both remembered the last time we saw eachother, or the last time we were all together, and how It did not end well.

I shook off the memory and smiled, "Sam."

I walked up to the side of the bed and hugged her quickly.

"When are you getting out of this place?" Joe asked quickly.

"She'll be able to get out next week." Patrick said smiling.

Joe cheered, Andy and I smiled.

We had all gathered around Sammy's bed and talked about what we would do for the tour and about the next record. We didn't bring up the incident at all. If we weren't sitting in a hospital room, it was like it never happened.