Psych Ward (Peterick)

Chapter 38

Pete's POV:

'Pete, Pete Wentz?'.

I looked over to my right and saw a familiar face.

'Brendon!?, Brendon Urie? What the hell are you doing here?!".

His face became red and he started tugging at his sleeves.

'I- i uhm, I'm depressed.. what are you doing here?' He asked.

'Oh sorry to hear that, I came to see my uhm friend'

'Who's your friend?'.

'Patrick Stump' His eyes became big as soon as I said his name.

'Oh, P-patrick'

'Yeah, whats wrong?'.

'H-he attacked me the other day. He choked me. I w-was just trying to help him'.

'I'm sorry, but that had to be Vaughn. Patrick wouldn't hurt a fly. Oh god, maybe thats why..."

"Why what?'

"He tried to kill himself" I said as my eyes began to water.

"Oh, damn".

"Pete you have to leave, it's getting late" Nurse Stacey yelled for me. I nodded and said Brendon goodbye.

I got in my car and thats when I broke down.

"Patricks POV:

I sat against the wall. My knees up to my chest and my hands in my hair.

I cant go on like this. I cant keep hurting others.

Why did Pete have to be there. At that particular moment. Why. If he wasnt, everything would be over by now.

I layed down in a fetus position and closed my eyes. I wanted everything to stop. Even if its just for a little while.

*Oh my gosh guys, sorry it took so long for this story to be updated. I didnt forget about it. But I've had some really hard times. About for months ago. I've been admitted to a psychriatic hospital and I'm doing a program for 9 months. I'm doing a bit better now. I didnt have any energy or inspiration to write but I do have now. So expect updates on this story from now on. Again my apologies for the wait and I hope there are still people who are reading this.*