Friend, Please (Peterick)

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Patrick's POV

I feel like Pete gets annoyed around me. I honestly feel like shit. I'm tired of being fucking alive and getting no love but abuse. Well.. I got Pete's love. If he leaves me, I'm gone.

"Pete?" I was too scared that he might leave me. It's sad that you only have 1 source of happiness. Once the source is gone, everything feels way darker.

"Yeah, Patrick?" He asks, looking down at me. "I know we're not a couple or any shit but, you wont ever leave me right?" I ask, looking at him. He frowns

"No. I'll never leave. I know much I mean to you man, I'll never leave you. I cant just abandon you. I don't even want to. I know you have no one, Patrick. I know I'm your only best friend and I'm happy. I wont ever leave you." He smiles. "Do you promise though?" I was getting pretty paranoid that everyone might leave me one day. By everyone I mean Pete.

"I swear to my eyeliner." He says in all seriousness. I laugh, "I totally can make sure you really mean that cause it's your precious eyeliner."

"Why did you ask that though?" He asks, sitting up properly.

"I-uhm. I just kinda feel lonelier nowadays.. and the fact that I get no love from anyone besides you kind of hurts me. Yes I know, atleast I have someone but.. I just want my family to love me." I looked down, tearing up.

"I just wanna see them love me like how your parents love you to death." I mumble. "I want them to be happy for me whenever I pass my tests. I want them to hug me whenever I feel down, I wanna socialise with them without them yelling harsh things. I want to goof around with them, I want to go on a roadtrip, I want them to be happy for me when I get a girlfriend or boyfriend since Im bi, I told you that, yeah. I want them to be excited for my wedding, I want love."

"I just.. want a loving family, Pete. I want to be loved by the ones who made me and brought me into this world. I wanna be loved by my siblings. I dont wanna be loved by my razors, sharp things and harmful stuff. I wanna be loved by my family." I cry into his jacket.

Pete looked pretty speechless. He just hugged me and patted my back. "I just.. feel lonely.." I sob.

"Im here, Patrick. I really am. I was here for you since grade 1. I will always be here." Pete says softly into my ear. "I-I sometimes wanna die. They hit me so bad, yelling harsh words, saying they hate me, that I was a mistake. I just feel like shit and I wanna die, Pete. I just wanna feel loved!" I yell, crying harder on him.

"Shh, Patrick.. I'm h- Im here." Pete was crying, he stutters a lot when he does. "I - Thank you, Pete. I really love you. Thank you for giving me love." I hug him tightly. He nods in my neck and I kissed his cheek. Okay it was a normal thing cause we'd kiss each others cheek whenever.

"Just do.. 1 thing for me?" Pete asks. I nod. "What?" I asked. "If you ever feel suicidal and you wanna do it, talk to me. Do not do it. Just talk to me. Don't take your life away from me, please." Pete looks at me dead in the eyes. I nod, "I will."

"Thanks, Pete" [i had too] I say, again. He nods and hugged me tightly again. I soon fell asleep on him due to all the crying. It tires me out. Pete fell asleep on me too while hugging me. We both had red, puffy eyes and tomorrow it'll take makeup to cover this all up.
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I got so emotional writing this

And yes Friend, Please by twenty øne piløts is a really good song so go listen to it idk but i really like it and

Its

So

GoOD

Ok bye ♡