Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die!

Chapter Twelve - Misery Business Part Three

(Pete's Point Of View)

"Lets go then!" Brendon exclaims getting off Patrick's lap and practically dragging him to his car holding his hand. It was adorable actually.

Brendon gets in starting the car, I get in the back seat and Patrick stands outside the door on the passengers side hesitating to get in, "But my blood..."

"Just get in. I don't care about my car, it's you I love and care about." Brendon says. That statment just makes me want to punch him in the face, but I can't be selfish. There are a lot of people who love and care for Patrick too. Not just me. He just means it as a brother. Quit getting jealous for no reason Pete.

We get to the hospital after like ten minutes. Brendon parks in the E.R. entrance to drop us off so he can park. I get out and help Patrick out and we go inside. "My friend is in trouble!" I yell.

A nurse walks up to us and asks, "What's the problem dear?"

Patrick looks at me uncertain, then turns his attention back to the nurse, "Can we talk in private?"

"Sure sweety."

"Can my friend come with me?"

"Of course," she leads us into a room, "So, what is the problem?"

"W-well..." Patrick scratches the back of his head explaining to the nurse what happened, "Now I am kind of bleeding out of my rectum non-st..." Patrick falls back unconcious.

"Okay we will get...Help! We need help!" She shouts. She turns to me, "Sir would you please step out of the room?" Without any argument I step out of the room, doctors running into the room closing the door behind them. What happened with Patrick?

Brendon runs and stops beside me, "What happened?" He asks out of breathe.

"He was explaining to the nurse what happened and what's wrong and he just passed out with out any warning." I explain.

"I hope he's alright." Brendon sighs.

"Yeah me to."

We wait outside of the room waiting to see what's up with Patrick. Before we know it we both fall asleep.


I wake up and look at the time on my phone and it says 9:47 A.M. When did I fall asleep? I look over at Brendon and he is still fast asleep.

The nurse that helped us last night walks over to me, "I see you're awake. Mr.Stump is sleeping right now, but you are free to see him," She smiles and walks away.

"Brendon," I shake him.

"Huh? Wha-?" He says groggily.

"We can see Patrick now."

He smiles, "You can go see him first. I am sure you want private words with him."

I return the smile. "Thank you." I go into his room and sit in the chair next to his bed. "Patrick?" I whisper.

"Yes Pete?" He says quietly.

"I thought you were asleep?"

"I was, until I heard someone walk it."

"Oh sorry, I should leave so you can sleep." I get up, but he grabs my hand.

"No, please stay." I sit back down. "Is Brendon here?" He asks. Great, the one question I didn't want him to ask.

"He's outside. Why?"

"Just wondering."

"What happened to you? Did they find whats wrong?"

"Yes. I guess I had a tumor. When Elisa, you know, she just ruptured it. They said if I went any longer without knowing, there would be nothing they can do. So, I guess I am kind of glad she...considering its still bad she did what she did." Patrick explains.

I hug him. "As long as your here alive and alright, I'm happy." He hugs back.

I let go of him, put my hands on both his cheeks and kiss him.

"Aw, how romantic!" Brendon walks in exclaiming. We both blush. "Why didn't you tell me you guys were a thing?" He sits down on the couch by the window.

"Uh, we weren't really a thing because all of this shenanigans happened. I just hope we will be." I reply and look over at Patrick.

"We are Pete." Patrick smiles and kisses me.

"Aw!" Brendon exclaims again. I throw my shoe at him, "Ow! That hurt! Not really. On a serious note, you guys make the perfect pair." He winks at us. Me of all people blush. The second time today. "I make Pete Wentz blush!" I flip him off, "Hurtful." He pouts. Then within seconds he falls back to sleep, snoring very loudly.

I lay in the bed with Patrick even though I'm not suppose to and we embrace each other in one another's arms.

"I love you." I say.

"Love you too!" He says back.

After all these years, I am finally with Patrick and that's all that matters to me. After awhile we both fall asleep cuddling.