Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die!

Chapter Twenty - I'll Check In Tomorrow If I Don't Wake Up Dead

(Patrick's Point View)

After Pete deliberately told, no he yelled at me he hates me. I knew this was to much of a pretty picture that it had to come with a price. The happiness. No evil. Pure love. The trust. The honesty. The bond we had for one another. The affection. Everything about it was a complete lie. It hurts me to think he had the balls to say that to my face. Why did he have to set me up believing in the whole thing? Was it one of his cruel jokes just to make me look bad? Whatever it is, I don't care.



Right now I am somewhere I don't know. After I ran out of our...I mean Pete's house I kept running and running until I couldn't no more. I didn't care if it was in the middle of the night, I wanted to be anywhere, but where Pete was. I just know I am somewhere that is dark and it is daylight out or I think it is.

I found something sharp in the darkness so, I decided to cut myself to bleed out my sorrows and stop the bleeding. I cut up and down my arms, my legs, stomach, anywhere I could reach. I know I have lost a lot of blood, but, I want to die. In the meantime I am just dreaming of tearing Pete apart. There is nothing for me to live for anymore. Knowing the one I loved and still do love hates me with a passion.

I can't live down here forever so, I set out and limp my way looking for a way out. I have been limping for what seems like forever until I see light. Am I dying? If that's the case then I am all for it, but unfortunatly that is not the case.

I keep going until I reach my destination and walk out. My eyes adjust to the blinding lighting, I rub my eyes trying to make it clear up faster. I see that I am litterally in the middle of nowhere. I look back and see I have been in a damp cold cave this entire time. Looking forward it's just wilderness with mixtures of reds, oranges, the signs of fall. I go on ahead limping my way through the woods and come across with a street. Looking back and forth finding any life force, there isn't any so, I walk at the side of the street wondering where it leads me.

An hour passes and still no sign of anyone around, until a car driving up the street. I wave my arms frantically in pain, but I don't care. Did it for nothing because the car kept on going. I guess they don't like a man dirty and caked with blood everywhere no big deal. Forget them and keep walking.

Another ten minutes pass and another car comes by, yet again ignoring me. Car after car ignore me until a green SUV finally has some courtessy and pulls over. There is laughing of kids, I think teens, in the back. The man in the car driving, guessing their father, asks, "What happened to you?" Got lied to and came out here to die is what.

"I uh, I don't know." I lie.

"Here let me help you." He reaches across and opens the door for me. I get in without thinking, "So, where are you from?"

"I am from here, Chicago."

"What's your name son? Full name?"

"I am uh...I am Patrick Vaughn Stump."

"Nice to meet you Mr.Stump. I am John Doe and these are my kids Jack and Jill."

I look back at them and smile, "Hi." I say.

They don't take much notice, but Jack looks at me his eyes widen, "Are you...like that one guy? From that one band!" He asks.

"Uh, if your are refering to Fall Out Boy then yes." I reply.

"Hey! Jill! It's that guy from Fall Out Boy!" He shakes her.

She looks at me and she jumps into the front seat and gives me a big hug, "Patrick, you are my hero! Also, your album Soul Punk is the best!"

"Why thank you!" I hug her back.

"Okay Jill, get away from the fella." John Doe says.

"Sorry Patrick..." She looks away and gets back into her seat.

"It's alright." I smile at her and she seemed to melt in the insdie at it, but at leased I made her happy. I bet this is her ultimate dream "meet Patrick Stump!" and I made it turn from a dream into reaity. I am not making it all about me, I am just wondering if it's true. If it is, I am happy that I made a fan make their dreams come true!



The rest of the way into town there is comeplete silence until John breaks it, "Where do you want me to drop you off Mr.Stump?" I tell him where to take me and glady takes me there. We arrive after ten minutes.

"Thank you for the ride. Seriously thank you. Is there anyway I can make it up to you?"

"No, we are fine." They all exclaim. It was a little weird, yet funny.

"You sure? I won't be able to live with myself if I don't." I laugh, but I am being serious.

"Yes we are." John says.

"Well I am going to give you all backstage passes for our next show. I don't have them with me, but I will tell our security dude and our manager that you guys will be there so, he can let you in." I mention.

"You don't have to do that. I did this out of kindness." John says.

"Well there is a difference between having to and wanting to and I want to do this out of kindness. Please just let me do this Mr.Doe."

He sighs, "Alright."

"Thank you." I get out of the car, "Seriously, I thank you for everything. I can't thank you enough."

"Your welcome." With that he drives off. Jack and Jill waving bye. I wave back until the green SUV disappears into the sunset.

I turn around, take a deep breathe and walk up to the the house.