Peterick Oneshots

Summer Breeze

Pete POV:

Summer. The time where everyone is swimming and hanging out all night, partying until the can't any longer. I haven't been able to, not since Patrick died.

Flashback

"Pete! I don't want to go outside, it's too cold!"
"Patrick, it's winter, what do you expect?"
"I know it's winter, but it's still too cold"
"Fine Patrick, I'll be back"
"Thank you Pete!"

I leave and walk to the store, knowing that it was the biggest mistake of my life. I grab some cereal for Patrick and buy some pizza for me. I pay and with in twenty minutes I was home

"Patrick I'm home!"

No answer

"Patrick, Joe and Andy will be home tomorrow, we have the place to ourselves! I got you some cereal!"

No answer
"Patrick I swear" I mumble and walk upstairs into his bedroom, my heart shattering. The speakers were softly playing "What A Catch, Donnie" on repeat and Patrick was hanging from the ceiling. I try and untie the rope and I eventually cut it, but it was too late. Patrick was dead.

I pick up a note after the police and ambulance come and get his body, tears still streaming down my face. It read:

Dear Pete, Joe, and Andy,

It wasn't you guys, it was me. I have always had depression as you know and I just couldn't do it anymore. Pete, don't think it's your fault. You wouldn't have been able to do anything to stop me, no one could.

Keep living your lives! You have so much to live for. But I didn't, I know you guys didn't need me, and I'm not mad. Sure we were friends, but you guys can live without me.

-But I can't Patrick, I've tried so hard

I'm sorry guys, but I had to make the voices in my head stop. They even made me think of you guys differently, which wasn't fair to you all. So goodbye guys, you are the only ones who I will miss.

Sincerely,
                            Patrick Stump

End of Flashback

Summer was your favorite season, I can't enjoy it anymore. I can't even place a bite of cereal in my mouth. I just want to be with you Patrick. Why did you have to go?! I miss him so much.

I'd trade all my tomorrow's for just one yesterday

It isn't fair. Why can't I be the one dead. I could've saved him, not matter what he said I could've kept him alive if I tried harder.

If you didn't let him out of your grasp he would still be here

Joe and Andy are out partying, I made them go have fun. They tried to get me to go, but I just can't. A piece of me died when you left me Patrick.

Why did you let him go you freak? He's dead because of you.

I know, I know. Patrick, please, please, please come back. I miss you so much!
Warm tears rolled down my cheek. It's like this every single night now. It's been six months exactly since he committed suicide.

Suicide. My least favorite word along with cereal and life. Every time I hear your name in public my heart breaks all over again. I'm done Patrick, I need to be with you. I walk over and grab my anxiety medication, pouring all of it in my hands. I swallow them all, going in and laying on Patrick's bed. Everything starts to blur and spin. This is what it's like to die. Tears fall down my cheeks as I slowly slip into unconsciousness

Goodbye world, I'm coming Patrick.

I'm new at writing one shots so excuse any stupid mistakes please. I know it's really bad 😁😁

If anyone would like me to write something, just leave suggestions in the comments! :)

~Me