Petes POV
These past few hours have been a blur.
"I love you panda," Patrick says weakly "never forget that"
" I-I love you more, I'll see you soon" I choke on words as Patrick is taken for surgery, I forget why. I can't focus.
It was around 12 am when they were forcing me out of the waiting room. I made the nurse promise to call me when Patrick is out of surgery. I slowly drove to Andy and Joe's and picked up the kids.
"Daddy" Saint says innocently
"Yes bud?" I say in a monotone voice.
"Uncle woe said he was gettens a baby!" He shrieked
I weakly smiled "that's wonderful"
When we got home I was too upset to put the kids to bed. I simply piled them into mine and Patrick's bed and clutched Patrick's pillow, breathing his scent. I soon was sobbing uncontrollably, I can't live without my baby.
I haven't seen him in too long, his smiles my rope and its getting tighter and tighter the longer I am away from him. I absent mindly played with Declan's hair as I thought about a future. Would Patrick be there? How will the boys grow up? Will I be able to take care of them by myself?
I remember the first time we met, his rosy cheeks and his fumbling words, it was adorable. Then our wedding, the day I will never forget. I began to fiddle with my ring, then back to Declan. I remember when we brought Deccy home. Patrick was so happy to finally have a child to call his own. And now we have Saint, I remember when we had finally gotten his name. I was once again met with tears, I sniffed as my phone began to ring. I answered cautiously
"He-hello? "
"Mr.Wentz? Hello." Dr. Urie says
"How's my baby" I question
"Mr. Wentz, I'm very sorry. Patrick had passed at 4:03 am."
CZYTASZ
4:03 AM
FanfictionGoing to sleep isn't my favorite thing in the world. Not when every morning. Around 4:00, or 4:03 to be exact... I wake up from another nightmare. Luckily. I have Pete. (Slow-ish updates!) Enjoy the heartbreak! ❤️
