One Maniac at a Time

Don't fall asleep

Tara's POV

"Your father seems to have slippped into a coma, it is not clear when he will come out, but we have to hope for the best." The doctor.  I started screaming and crying.

"NO! HE CANNOT STAY ASLEEP!  HE HAS TO WAKE UP!  I NEED HIM!  I NEED HIM!" I screamed, strong arms restrained me, I looked up to see Bredon Urie standing there, holding me, I don't remember him coming.

"I need him, I need him." I sobbed, people were staring, as I lay on the cold hospital floor sobbing.  

"I need him, Brendon, please, I need him so badly, I need my Dada." I sobbed.  He wrapped his arms around me, protectively.

"I know, I know you need him." He said.

"I know I am mad at him, because he hasn't been paying attention, but I need him." I begged.  

"Do you wanna see him?" Hailey asked.  I nodded.

"Only two at a time." The doctor said.  I looked to Vic this time.  I needed someone who oculd just hug me and know not to speak.  We went in, he held my hand, I squeezed his.  I saw my Dad, lying there, the heart monitor let me know he was in there, I just wanted to believe I would see him again.  I needed my dad, I couldn't do this alone.  

"daddy, wake up, I need you here." I said.  Nothing, I got nothing.

"WAKE UP DAMMIT!  THIS ISN'T FAIR TO ME!  I ALREADY LOST MY MOM I CAN'T LOSE YOU TOO!" I said, I covered my mouth, shocked at what I had said, did I feel that way?  Yes, yes I did.  I felt strong arms holding me.

"Is he gone?" I asked.

"No, no no chica, he is alive, he will wake up, I promise you." Vic assured me.  I nodded.  I had to leave, I couldn't be here.

Pete's POV

I heard my daughter cry and scream as she saw me.  I felt my heart break, I had caused pain that deep.  She was being tortured because I was being stupid.

"How long do I have to watch her in pain?" I asked.

"Pete, please just a little longer, then I'll send you back." Erica assured me.  

"I don't know how much longer I can stay." I told her.  I felt so angry, my chest hurt.

"Pete, please don't get angry, it's nad for your body, you're healing." She said.  I calmed down a bit.  

"Look I need to go back." I said.  

"In due time." She said, and suddenly everything was a warm fuzzy void, and I was drifting.

Patrick's POV

I've been so selfish.  I can't believe I hurt Tara like that, again.  And Pete is in a coma, I just was so mad at myself.  I wish I hadn't hurt him so badly.  

"Pat, come on you need to eat." Joe said, I ignored him.

"Pete wouldn't want you to starve." He said, I bit my lip.

"Fine, I'll eat something." I grumbled, grabbing an apple.  I bit into it slowly, everything felt so slow and tiring.  

"Can I see him?" I asked softly

"Yeah buddy, how about Tuesday?" Joe suggested, I nodded.  It was Sunday.  I hadn't called Tara and apologized, I should do that.

"Hello?" a sad voice answered.

"Tara, I am so sorry, I was being an idiot, can you forgive me?" I asked.

"Of course Pat, look I'm sorry, this is all my fault, I did this." She said.