Psych Ward (Peterick)

Chapter 18

Joe's POV:

I grabbed a chair and sat next to Patrick who layed passed out on his bed. I grabbed his hand and rubbed circles on top of it with my hand. I felt so sorry for Patrick. He's been through too much. In the short time I've been here he became a really good friend, well from my part, I dont know how he feels it.

I heard some groans escaping his mouth and I looked up. His eyes slowly opened and his head turned towards me. His eyes still bloodshot red.

'I-i'm sorry' was the first this he said.

'No, no don't be sorry' I gave him a weak smile.

His eyes started to water and a few tears slipped. Rolling slowly over his pale cheeks.

'I-i just, I thought, he-he would..'

'Shhh, I know, it's okay, he's gone, he wont ever hurt you' I interupted as brushed my fingers through his hair.

'He wont ever hurt you' I whispered again and he let his eyes close, letting out a sigh. A relieved sigh.

Soon I heard his breathing even out and he was asleep again. I slowly untangled my hand from his and stood up. I stared back at Patrick who now had a peacefull look on his face. It's the the first time I've ever witnessed that.

I walked out of the room as I bumbed into Pete.

'Oh I'm sorry' he quickly apologized.

'No, it's okay' I said as I looked up to him. He looked worried, he looked very stressed.

'Pete, whats wrong?' I asked him but he stayed quiet, he avoided my eyes.

'Pete?' I carefully asked again.

'They want, they want him to pick the killer from a line up' he finally spoke.

'But, he already freaked when he just saw his face on tv, h-how is he going to handle seeing him in real life?'

'I don't know Joe, I dont know' Pete sighed.

'Oh Joe I totally forgot to tell you this but Andy is coming to visit you, in like 15 minutes' Pete said and I nodded.

I waved Pete goodbye and walked to the reception and waited for Andy to arrive.

After waiting for 10 minutes I saw my boyfriend walking through the doors and he ran to me. I hugged him and I led him to my room.

We both sat down on my bed and we still held hands. I looked down at my feet as he placed his finger under my chin and lifted up my face so I faced him.

'Whats wrong Babe?' He asked concerned as he furrowed his eyebrows.

'I-uh, P....' I couldn't even finish my sentence, cause I broke down crying. I guess all the stress and the shock I got from Patricks action decided to come out now.

'Shhhh, whats wrong Joe' he asked again as he carressed my back.

After a while of sobbing into Andy's shoulder we parted and I wiped away the tears that still lingered on my cheeks.

'It's Patrick, he-he tried to kill himself today, w-we found him hanging, I just' I broke down again. And again my head was pressed into Andy's shoulder and again he was caressing my back.

'Is that, that 'crazy' kid you talked about, the one who never came out of his room, that killer?' Andy asked which made me angry a bit. But thats what I told him before I got to know Patrick. Before I found out who Patrick really was and it made me feel extremely guilty that I said all those things about poor little Patrick.

I explained to Andy what really happened. And how I became really good friends with him and about what happened today. And how I actually cared so much about him. Andy told me he actually wanted to meet him cause he sounded like a really sweet guy. Which he is. He is a really sweey guy. Probably the sweetest I've ever met. Except from Andy ofcourse.