I grabbed the cigarette shoving it into my mouth. My smoking was getting worse than it had been in a long time. No one knew where the hell Meagan was at this point. I lit the cigarette sucking in the calming toxins.
"I hate that" Pete grumbled sitting next to me "It's a disgusting habit" I blew the smoke out directly on him. Neither of us had slept in at least five days so we were both crabby as fuck. He coughed while waving the smoke away. He glared at his shoes.
"Watch this" I mumbled sliding my hand into his. I wanted to break the tension. I took another drag then made a ring from the smoke. Then two smaller ones after that. He smiled at it.
"How'd you do that?" he asked. I shrugged.
"Years of practice baby" I mumbled. The bags under his eyes were visible. Mine luckily weren't as noticeable.
"I still hate that" he glared at my cig.
"Me too" I took one last drag before putting it out on the concrete. "You need sleep"
"You need to brush your god damn teeth you have the breath of a smoker now" he said.
"You love it" I said smiling.
"I just love you" He kissed me lightly. We tried not to be hostile to each other. We were both stressed out.
"Please get some rest" I mumbled "You have work tomorrow you said you'd only take a few days off you have to go back. Please for me sleep"
"Only if you sleep too" He held his hand out for me to take. Sleep seemed impossible at the moment but I took his hand anyway. He led me to our bedroom locking the door behind us.
"My cigarettes" I said looking outside.
"Leave them" he snapped. I sighed. I should quit. I hated the filthy habit. Plus they can ruin your voice and even though I can't sing in front of people, just Pete, my voice is all I've got. We laid down on the bed.
"Sing for me" he said in my ear.
"What do you want me to sing?" I asked.
"Something beautiful I don't care who it's by or what it's called just sing something beautiful" He murmured. His voice was soft like silk.
"Alight" I whispered.
Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands?
Closed your eyes and trusted, just trusted?
Have you ever thrown a fistful of glitter in the air?
Have you ever looked fear in the face and said, "I just don't care"?
His breathing was getting heavier.
"What song is that?" he asked sleepily.
"Glitter in the air by Pink" I replied. I was getting a little sleepy myself.
"Keep going" he whispered.
It's only half past the point of no return
The tip of the iceberg, the sun before the burn
The thunder before the lightning and the breath before the phrase
"Have you ever felt this way?"
His light snores filled my ear. I still couldn't seem to fall asleep. My mind was racing. I closed my eyes though. I once heard a rumor that if you lay completely still with your eyes shut for 15 minutes you're bound to fall asleep because that's just how the body works. I told myself to lie still. Petes soft snores helped lull me to sleep as well. It was peaceful.
•••••
Pete was frightened to leave me alone. In all home I was frightened to be alone. So I didn't fight him about him telling me to go to work with him. I didn't even bat an eyelash before nodding. The drive was completely silent. I think I could even hear my blood sloshing inside of me. That's how quiet it was. I stared at him the whole drive. His hand was rested in mine. He would glance over at me every once in a while then look back at the road. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine the last time it was drama free for us. Before the fight about Florida. Even after my concussion. He shook my knee a bit.
"Here" he mumbled. I unbuckled myself getting out. It was just as I remembered it. Huge and expensive. Wentz industries.
"Morning Mr. Wentz" the blonde from before said to him. He nodded in response. "Morning Mr. Stump" she gave me a light smile.
"Good morning" I replied smiling back. I saw Pete smile a bit from the corner of my eye. We walked into his oversized office.
"Coffee?" he asked motioning to the machine.
"I'm okay" I mumbled. He poured himself a cup then drained it. Black. The usual Pete Wentz coffee. I made a disgusted face at him. How does he drink it black?
"What?" he asked confused.
"I'll never understand you" I said. He shrugged sitting down at his desk. I walked around the room examining it. I never got a good look at it before. Really it was quite boring except the picture of us on his desk. "I remember the first time I was here" I mumbled touching a painting on the wall. He was typing away on his computer.
"Me too" he said smiling at the screen. The blonde poked her head in.
"Mr. Wentz meeting" she said. She smiled again at me. I smiled back. Pete stood up.
"Thank you Ashlee you're dismissed" he said. She walked out of the room again. Ashlee.
"Oh" I whispered.
"Mhm" he mumbled "Told you we were friends. She likes you a lot. Told me herself. She says you're good for me. That you keep me out of trouble" He stood up swiftly "Stay here. I'll be back in about a half hour. You can use my computer if you want it's only one not monitored"
"What do you think I'd use it for?" I asked.
"Not what you would use it for. What I hope you'd use it for baby" he winked at me. I blushed remembering this was Pete Wentz and he loved kinky sex. He pressed his lips to mine then left. I sat down at his laptop. I was not using it for porn. He could suck my ass. I typed "Meagan Camper" into google to see what would pop up. News reports about her flooded the page.
"Damn" I whispered. I clicked the first one and read it full way through. So she did try to kill Ashlee and Petes sister. Not that I thought Pete was lying but I like having my facts straight. I clicked another one called Meagans Interview. It was a news reporter talking to her about Pete.
"Mrs. Camper we've seen you with Mr. Wentz are you two together?"
"No haha we're just close friends"
"Do you hope to be more than friends?"
"Maybe someday" she smiled wickedly into the camera. The laptop cover slammed shut. Pete looked down on me.
"I was just trying to get a better look at who she is" I whispered looking at my feet.
"Patrick I'll tell you who she is, someone out to kill you. Someone out to take you away from me now I don't want another word about her unless we catch her am I understood!?" he said angrily.
"Yes" I whispered. He sighed. He lifted my head up so I was looking at him again.
"Patrick I'm scared. I don't know what she's gonna do I don't know where she is and I don't know what she looks like. But I know this much, I'm determined to save you. I'm determined to make this all okay again. I'm so addicted to you in everything you do that I will make this better for us. Okay?" he asked. I nodded with a sad smile on my face. "I love you silly bear" he gave me a tiny smile as well.
"I love you too Petey" I kissed himS
