Suicide Lane (Patrick Stump Fanfic)

Chapter 27

Patrick's POV
It's been a week since the miscarriage. Willow is very depressed, she hasn't left the bedroom for four days, and when she has, it was to get food or go to the bathroom.

She has been trying to starve herself, but I won't let that happen.

She only eats crackers, fruit, and veggies.

I'll make her eat them. I hate being the bad guy but I love her and I want her to get better and she is sort of being pathetic.

Yes, she had a child die inside her, it's not pretty, but, sometimes you need to move on.

Shit happens, that's life.

I was tore up about this, I cried for a whole entire day and then laid in bed the next.

Then I shaped up and got out of bed.

Her work is letting her have two weeks off because of it. There news anchor that is a girl got two weeks off for the same reason.

Right now, I'm watching TV in the living room. I try to give Willow as much space possible with this when she isn't hugging me and crying.

She hasn't eaten in twelve hours, better feed her.

I grabbed crackers and water and walked into our room.

She looked up and looked back down, "I've come to feed you."

She nodded and I rubbed her shoulder, "You really should get up."

She sighed, "I don't want to."

"Nobody wants to move on from this."

"I just need more time."

"Willow, I've given you a week. I've missed you, it hurts me to see you like this."

"I'm still mourning, can't you respect that?"

"I can respect it but it's time to move on. I'm tired of watching you suffer and me not being able to do anything."

"I just need time to move on so I can be normal again."

"Fine."

I am sort of angry, "Patrick a baby died inside of me how can you expect me to move on this quickly?! I had dreams for this child and us!"

I sighed, "You don't think I had dreams either?! I moved on because I knew it would be best for me and the people around me! It was my child too you know!"

She sat up, "IF YOU ACTUALLY LOVED ME THEN YOU WOULD RESPECT THIS!"

She got up and grabbed her purse.

She walked past me out of the room, "So your leaving! Your not going to solve this like an adult?!"

"TELL YOUR FRIENDS THE ENGAGEMENT IS OFF AND WE ARE OVER!!!"

She slammed the door as she left, it is true. The door is suicidal.

My heart broke, I didn't think it would end like this or ever.

I started crying and fell to the floor.

What have I done?

Willow's POV
I started crying as I walked off. Why did I do that?

I regret everything. I should have been an adult and talked about it.

I'm so stupid. If I go back he will probably forgive me or hate me.

I'm not taking the risk.

I took out my phone and looked through my contacts.

My sister Tatum, she will help.

I dialed the number.

After three rings she answered, "Hey lil sis. What's up?"

I sniffled, "Hey can I stay at your place?"

"Yeah baby what's wrong?"

"I'll tell you when I see you."

"Ok, I'll pick you up at the old Starbucks ok?"

"Okay, bye."

I hung up and walked to the Starbucks.

We used to hang out at it all the time.

She pulled up and I got in, "What's wrong punkin'?"

I hate when she called me that, "So I had a boyfriend for about eight months and I didn't tell you. I got pregnant during that time and had a miscarriage. Still not telling you. We argued about moving on and broke up and I need a place to stay. Please don't get mad at me for not telling you."

She smiled, "It's your life sweetie, if you dressed like a boy and asked me to call you my brother I would call you my brother. It's fine, you can stay with me."

I smiled, "Thanks."

"Your welcome."

We pulled up to the house.

When we got inside she showed me around and my room.

I flopped onto the bed and stared at my phone.

Call dammit.

I want Patrick to call so I have a reason to talk to him.

I slowly drifted off as I waited.

Why am I even waiting, it's useless.