Psych Ward (Peterick)

Chapter 11

Pete's POV:

Joe told me he saw Patrick. I looked behind me but he wasn't there anymore. I layed my bass down and excused myself from Joe. This was big. Patrick hadnt left his room in a week.

I rushed over to his room and I quickly went in. I saw Patrick in the corner of his room. He was franatically whispering and I couldn't here what he was saying. I came closer and he didnt notice I was there.

'I didn't do it' was what he kept repeating over and over.

'Patrick what didn't you do?' I asked but got no answer.

I crouched in front of him and shook him. Trying to get him out of his daze. He stopped whispering and with his beautifull blue/green eyes he looked up to me.

'What didn't you do Patrick?' I asked again.

'I didnt do it, I didn't kill them, I didnt do it' he cried out. His body started shaking and he started sobbing.

I hugged him and he grabbed my shirt with his fists. I held him tight.

'I-i didnt do it Pete' he cried out onto my chest.

'I know Trick, I know'

He looked up to me. Shocked about what I said. Shocked that someone finally believed him. I really did believe him. I really did. I didnt think Patrick could ever hurt anyone except himself. I believed him.

'I m-miss them so much' he got out between the sobs and my heart just shattered. He's so broken and so damaged. I wanted to take away all his pain. All his sadness. But I knew I couldn't do that.

'Shhh Trick, shhhh' we parted and I wiped away the tears on his cheeks.

'C-can you stay with m-me, j-just for a while' he asked unsure.

'Ofcourse Patrick, ofcourse'