Sugar, We're Going Down. (Peterick Fanfic) {NEVER FINISHING}

Secrets Don't Make Friends

Patrick's P.O.V.

I got home a little later then I thought...and Pete didn't seem totally upset about that nor did he ask about that. So I am just going to make up a lie to cover what really happened...Brendon kissed me and I think...I like him now. So my cover up is, "Brendon's car got a flat so we waited until someone came by to help us." But the thing is, Pete may not believe that..

Once I hear Pete's yawn with his arms streching up into the air, then turning towards me. "Good Morning Trick!" "Good Morrow my lovely!" I reply while laughing quite a bit. "Oh..Yeah and Trick? What happened last night, you were suppose to be home an hour earlier than you arrived.." "Oh, Brendon....got a fl...flat and we had to wait for help." I say while blushing and stuttering quite a bit.

"That is a lie Pat...You know secrets don't make friends...?" "OKAY, Brendon kissed me after our movie for a long time. And I don't know if I liked it or not." "Oh...well Ryan kissed me also..." Pete replies slowly and softly. "Oh, Well I don't really like Brendon. But hey you've got Ryan now!" I say to him getting up and salmming the door on Pete's face. "Patrick...that's not.." "I know I just want to think okay. Bye." "Bye Trick...I love you." Pete whispers through the door.

Pete's P.O.V

Why did I tell him about the Ryan situation? I am so fucking stupid. I pull out my phone and start to call Joe. "Hey Joe, is Patrick there? Cause he always ends up there in the end." "Not right now Pete, but if he does show up here Andy or I will call you and tell you." "Thank you guys." "No problem, but you two need to stop fighting. God." "I'll try Joe!" The line goes dead. God I hope he is okay.

I sluggishly walk into my bathroom, turn on the hot water to my shower, and just stand underneath the warmth rushing down my body. I just think back to when Patrick was here and we...we..did so many things. I miss him..I can't believe I told him that. I turn off the water, grab my towel, and walk into the cold.

*BLINGRRRREEEEHHHHHHH*

It's a text, I look at the message. It is from Trick....

Trick - It's funny how someone says they love you and shit like that and then just replace you like that :)

God dammnit. Once Im in the shower I just sit and stare into space thinking, thinking how much the world would change if I just offed myself. Just looking into the razor on my shelf...letting it call my name and pull me into it's trace once again. Reaching towards it while the hot water pounds onto my skin, I think of all the times I fucked up.

My ringtone goes off, and I have special tones set for special people. It's Joe probably calling to say that Patrick ended up there safely and is really upset. Yet I ignore it because I have the razor in my hand by then..just ready to open up all of the secrets to everyone.. But then I remember about Bronx and how much he needed me once he was born..

I end up leaving the shower with a few little scars. Once I see my phone I call Joe.

¨Hey Pete! Patrick made it here safe and he just passed out in the recording room.¨

¨Great, Thanks Joe but I'm feeling depressed and all so if I don't answer texts or anything I may not be alive..¨ I rush the words out of my mouth just before hanging up before Joe replies with anything I don't want to hear about.

I gaze into the mirror just staring at this horrid 'emo' boy, no more. I will not hurt Patrick anymore, I will not hurt anyone anymore...not until I do this. This is something that I have to do. Even though I am naked, I don't care so I just wrap a towel around me and reach into my medicine cabinet. I was feeling around in there for what seemed like days, but I found what I was looking for. The one thing that would make the world go round....I took out my depression pills, the doctor only told me to take 2.....Well I took 14.

It didn't take much longer to feel happy for thirty seconds, hearing a text, and the proceeding to pass out into darkness. I whisper to myself ¨Goodbye Patrick....I love y...¨