Don't Come Home For Christmas (Fall Out Boy Peterick Fanfiction)

Chapter Six - I thought it'd be okay again

P.O.V Patrick

Pete lay limp on the bathroom floor, a bottle of pills in his hand. When would the ambulance get here? Oh please be alright.. "Pete.. Pete can you hear me?" He didn't reply. Soon the paramedics burst in the door. "Sir please step away from him." I backed away and hugged my knees in the corner. Meagan sat down beside me as they tried to revive Pete. After a few attempts he finally took a gasp and was conscious again. "Pete!" Meagan and I exclaimed. They carted him into the ambulance to get his stomach pumped or whatever. They wouldn't let us even go with him. I really messed up this time.

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Pete fully recovered, despite my excessive drinking from worry. It's a week before Christmas now. Elisa told me she wanted nothing to do with me. So did Pete... he's gone back with Meagan now. I don't understand how that worked out. They spent an awful lot of time together and I think he fell back in love with her. I've been drinking an awful lot recently. I'm either constantly hungover or drunk. I feel numb, like I haven't a single emotion. Believe me people have tried to get me to stop yet I've shut them out. I feel like there's nothing in the world that could be said to get me over Pete. So I drink, to forget it for a couple of hours.. I haven't heard from Pete since his recovery, since he told me he never wanted to see me again.. for the second time. 

P.O.V Pete

I've been on edge ever since my recovery. I hate where I left it off with Patrick, I haven't even heard from him in weeks. Meagan and I are back together although I don't really want to be. She said she still loved me and I was a little confused from the medicine so I told her the same. I really need to call Patrick... just to make sure he's okay. I searched for his contact on my phone and pressed call. "Pick up.. come on." I whispered, shaking before he even picked up. "He-hello?" He sounds really drunk. "Patrick are you.. drunk?" 

".... Yeah" He sounds really rough and it's all my fault. "Why?" 

"Why do you.. care..?" His voice was getting slower and sounded drowsier. "Man, are you okay?" 

"Wh-why... wouldn't.. I.." Then Patrick's voiced stopped and I heard a small thud. "Patrick? Patrick!" I hung up the phone, thinking about what could have happened. Why was he drunk? It's probably nothing to worry about he probably just fell asleep or something.. Yet something at the back of my head kept telling me to go check up on him. I really needed to.. So I did, I drove round to his house and used my spare key to get in his locked door. I was totally right. Patrick was asleep on the sofa. Wait.. he's not breathing. "Patrick! Holy crap." I ran over to him and kneeled right infront of the lifeless soul. I checked for a pulse.. nothing. I checked for breathing, nothing either. I need an ambulance.. I need to call an ambulance. I dialed 911 into my phone, my hands were shaking so bad and I couldn't control my breathing. "Hello? Please, my friends passed out and he's not breathing. Help please!"

"Calm down sir, we'll dispatch an ambulance out right away. Where are you?" 

"Uh.. 51, Knotchburn avenue. Hurry please!" 

"Alright sir. Do you have any idea what's caused this?" 

"He's been drinking an awful lot." 

"Right of course. Have you checked for a pulse?"

"Yes, no pulse." 

"Okay what I want you to do is put him into the recovery position. Do you know it?" 

"I do. Anything else?" 

"Can you do CPR?" 

"I.. I can."

"Okay, please proceed with that until the ambulance gets there." Normally I wouldn't have minded putting my mouth on his, but not because of this.I waited another five minutes, trying to do CPR before the ambulance came. They sprinted in with a stretcher to carry Patrick away on. "Sir would you like to come with him?" I nodded, tears spilling from my eyes. "Will he be alright?" The paramedic didn't look me in the eye. "I've seen a few cases like this before. It's not always easy to recover from." I couldn't grasp it. Patrick was in a life threatening situation and I couldn't do anything about it. We got into the ambulance and I couldn't help but stare at Patrick. He looked so broken. They were using defibrillators on him to get him to breathe. It wasn't working. I didn't know how long you could survive without breathing. Not long now. Just as I'd lost pretty much all hope for my.. best friend he started to breathe again. Not very well and very slowly but he was breathing at least. I held his hand for the rest of the journey. Patrick didn't even know I was there because he was still unconscious. I called everyone I could think of once we got to the hospital. Their reactions were agony to witness but they all arrived within twenty minutes, all of them scared and crying just like me. Joe and Andy walked over to me and hugged me. We stayed like that until we were allowed to go see Patrick. There was eleven of us in total: Myself, Andy, Joe, Marie, Brendon, Sarah, Dallon, Spencer, Ryan, Elisa and Meagan. Far too many to go in at the same time so they allowed Me, Joe, Andy and Bren. Patrick still wasn't awake, he just lay there. Breathing still, but barely. The doctor looked very sympathetic. "Mr Stump is in a coma." We all looked at each other. "A coma? For how long?" Brendon stammered. "He could wake up in a few days, or never." I covered my face with my hands. "Guys can you give me a minute with Patrick?" I sobbed. Joe put his hand on my shoulder for reassurance and they left the room, still grieving. I walked over to Patrick. He still looked amazing. His dirty blonde fringe was swept over one eye. I carefully tucked it behind his ear, thinking about how much he hates it like that. The Doctor was about to leave before saying. "You know, there's a big chance he can hear you.." Then he walked out, closing the door behind him. I smiled at the fragile angel laying in the bed before me. "What have we done to each other Pattycakes?" I wiped a tear from my face. "This is all my fault.. I'm so sorry sweetheart." I looked over at the door and wondered about everyone else. "Everyone's so worried. Especially me." This is ridiculous, he can't hear me. "Patrick, I love you." Patrick smiled and then returned to his blank expression. "You can hear me!" I grabbed his hands. "Patrick Stump I love you so much. I don't know if you love me but you're stuck with me. I was stupid okay? I shouldn't have reacted so stupidly and childishly. As soon as you recover I'm taking you to wherever you want. Road trip with Brendon and Andy and Joe." He didn't react this time. "Patrick remember when we went to that mansion? And we met Carrie and Macy? Haven't talked to them in awhile.. The lady and Butch are still out there. I nearly lost you back then. Stop scaring me you idiot." I chuckled, more tears coming out. "Well I'll go get everyone else then I suppose." I stood up and let go off Patrick's hands. He didn't let go. "Alright then, I guess I won't. Just five more minutes okay?" 

"I don't really know what to say. Except that I love you more than anyone. I'm breaking up with Meagan tonight. I like her and all but no ones better than you." I kissed Patrick on the forehead. He smiled again. I looked up to the ceiling and grinned. "Merry Christmas Patrick." 

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Everyone was amazed when I said Patrick smiled and wouldn't let go of my hands. I didn't tell them what from. I think one shock is enough for now. I'm pretty sure Brendon and Sarah had guessed it though because they were nudging each other and I saw Brendon say 'OTP' after Sarah said 'Peterick'. I winked at them and they whispered "Knew it!" to each other. What a strange couple. The Doctor was the most surprised out of everyone though. "That's remarkable. It very rarely happens." I smiled to myself and led everyone back in to see him. I didn't go in this time, I'd probably start crying again. Just as I thought everything was better again, this happens. 

*Oh I wonder how I'll end this. Next update will be up pretty soon! Hope you're enjoying this. Thanks for reading so far, don't forget to comment! They make me very happy reading them. Votes are always appreciated too!