Patrick laughs, loud, harsh, bitter, swaying dangerously to and fro on unsteady feet. "Don't you see, Pete? People don't give a shit about my words. They don't give a shit about what I have to say. No, they only want to hear what you have to say...
***A/N: First off--I am aware I have like five other things going at once, but this won't leave me alone. That's one of my main problems; it's not that I don't have any ideas, but that I have too many ideas. Anyway, this seemed like a good one, and it's not the most original one in the world, but I figured I'd do my best.
Second--I know Soul Punk's a groovy album and all, but that shit is actually really sad when you listen to it a couple times over. I know "Run Dry" was meant to be a satire rather than something written from personal experience, but on the whole a lot of the songs are just so...bittersweet, for lack of a better word. Combine that with the infamous "Confessions of a Pariah" blog post, and, well, is it any wonder we worry about him?
What I'm trying to say is this: no matter what he was really going through, hiatus-era Patrick Stump deserved better. The fact that he had to write about feeling like a has-been at 28 still makes me incredibly upset and angry, and I know he's happy now and he's got a wife and two kids and a band that's still as successful as they were 11 years ago, but just the idea that he felt that bad about himself that he had to write about it is heartbreaking.
So no, this is not going to be all sunshine and rainbows. (I'm not actually all that great at writing sunshine and rainbows, to be honest.) This is my attempt at delving into the mind of a man who feels he has something to prove, both to the world and to his best friend, and in doing so nearly loses himself and his identity. But there will be romance, and there will be redemption, and there will be reunions and in the middle of it all there will be four people who care very deeply for each other and two who have an incredibly complex history and relationship but, when all's said and done, still love each other very, very much.
Or maybe it'll stink. Who knows? Only one way to find out.
(Damn, this got long.)
Now would also be a good time to mention that there will be depression, suicide, and alcohol abuse in this fic, so read at your own risk. Feel free to skip parts if you need to.
Anyways, this is my take on what happened during the hiatus. Hope you enjoy :)***
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