His Name Is Wentz [REWRITE]

Chapter 25

I wouldn't let Brendon try to talk to me. Or Ryan. Pete tried everything but I ignored him. I was fine. Why wouldn't they all just fuck off about it. It was to the point of me sleeping on the couch and Pete not sleeping at all. We had to been good for a week. Our wedding was soon and I wasn't even sure if it was gonna happen. I heard his footsteps creep down the stairs around three in the morning. I wanted to start crying. My relationship with him was falling apart. My relationship with Brendon was falling apart. I was falling apart. Just because everyone else was falling apart. I sat up and looked at him. Our eyes locked as soon as we saw each other. I opened my mouth to say something. Come on Patrick. Say anything.

"Hi" I said. Good start.

"Hi" he mumbled. I stared at him.

"I-it's very cold" I said. Good job you fucked it up "I-I thought maybe, I could sleep in the bed with you" I scratched the back of my head awkwardly "Maybe we can talk, like we used to. I, have a lot on my mind. And you deserve to hear it"

"I'd like that" he smiled. I smiled back. He sighed as I walked over to him. I fell against his chest. He hugged me tightly "I missed you" he whispered. He kissed the top of my ear "So much"

"I missed you too" I mumbled.
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"Are you afraid?" he asked. I nodded.

"I am" I admitted "I'm very afraid. I feel scared to do anything. I think about sex and it scares me. I think about kissing you and it scares me. And I'm not sure why. He never raped me. He barely touched me. So why am I so afraid?"

"His intentions. They were to rape you and touch you. So maybe you're afraid of his intentions"

"I'm afraid to feel something" I whispered. He looked over at me. "Fear, anger, sadness, happiness, love. I have a fear of feeling. You broke that. I don't know why but, you came into the picture and everything went crazy. I'd never been so scared to lose someone" He smiled a little and kissed the back of my hand. "I'm still scared of losing you. I've trained myself to make my emotions like an off and on switch. But with you it's like you broke that fucking switch. It's constantly on"

"Is that good?"

"I think so.  I wish I knew though.  I know you have the capability to hurt me so badly, I don't like that"

"I won't hurt you.  I love you"

"You know when you yell?" I asked. 

"Yeah" he mumbled. 

"That hurts me" I said.  He played with my hair "I don't like hearing you mad.  I hate it.  I hate that you're usually not even mad at me but at the situation and you yell at me"

"I'm sorry" he whispered.

"It's fine.  Humans get angry and we yell.  It just hurts" He kissed my cheek lightly.  "I'm sorry I haven't been a very good future husband"

"You are my husband whether we're married yet or not.  And it's alright.  You're allowed to have an off day once or twice" I nodded.  He kissed my cheek again.  "I love you my future"

"I love you too Peter Lewis" I mumbled.  He smiled.  "Husband" I whispered.  He nodded.  "That sounds nice" I smiled. We cuddled ourselves together. He was half asleep on my shoulder and I was half asleep leaning against his head. "Peter" I mumbled sleepily.

"Hm?" He asked.

"You're gonna protect me right?" I whispered.

"Of course"
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"Keep walking" he laughed with his hands over my eyes. I hated surprises.

"Why do you always do this to me?" I giggled. He laughed again. I felt the wind a bit so I guessed we were outside. "Peter" I whined. He lifted his hands off my eyes. I stared at the gorgeous black car in front of me. "You got yourself a new car?" I asked. I ran my hand down the side "I like it but it's not really your style-"

"It's not mine" he said.

"Oh, then that makes sense, who's is it?" I asked. He smirked and threw something at me. I caught them with ease. A set of keys?

"It's yours" he said. I think I went a little pale. "Happy early birthday"

"Wh-what? B-but this is too much. Peter"

"Nothings too much for you" he said smiling"

"A car!?" I yelled "Peter come on I know you love me but it's too much"

"I already sold your other car. Don't argue okay? It's a birthday present. Take her for a spin. Go visit Brendon. You deserve this" I couldn't respond. He pressed a kiss to my forehead. "You're welcome" he smiled.

"Th-thank you" I whispered. I looked at the car. My car? Wow. I unlocked it and got into it. He watched me start it. The engine purred to life. I smiled and pushed the gas moving myself slightly forward. Once I got a feel for it I sped down the road.