"Pete!" I heard someone scream "Pete help!" The voice cried, I turned in circles trying to locate the voice. Suddenly I heard an ear piercing shriek
I ran to the source of the sound to find a person laying there.
A person with a certain fedora I've seen before
"Patrick!" I screamed holing he was still alive
"Pete" he gasped "I love yo-" he was cut off my his breathing stopping "no!" I cried "NO NO NO!" I slammed my first against the wall cursing my self. I should have been there,I could've -
I sat up right in my bed, feeling tears fall down my face "Patrick" I whispered wiping the tears off my cheeks. I looked over at the clock. 12:34 am
Ahhhh shit guess I'm not sleeping tonight I thought to myself. I noticed my journal was open. The one I wrote the letter to Patrick in.
I stood up from bed and walked over to my desk, but stopped in the middle grabbing the bed frame, my vision going black for a second before going back to normal guess I got up too fast. Me, being myself, did a bit of an awkward dance over to the desk. My shoulders swaying infront of me and my arms swinging directly infront of my face. Not to mention I was doing a bit of a crab scuttle.
Don't judge me.
I grabbed the journal and flipped to the page that I had just written, under all the words that I had wrote was four simple words that made me heart do flips.
I miss you too
YOU ARE READING
101 days without you (peterick)
FanfictionI stood by watching my loved ones cry, and I couldn't do anything about it, acctaully I could've, I could've sought out help. And I can't be with the one I love most. TRIGGER WARNING: suicide and self harm
