Wentz Is Addicted [REWRITE]

Chapter 18

I ran into the hospital.
"Bren!" I yelled. He looked over at me with a tear stained face and a blood stained shirt. I hugged him tightly. He sobbed and hugged me back. "Oh god" I whispered.

"They haven't told me anything!" he yelled pulling out of the hug "I've been here do long and they won't tell me anything!"

"Bren it'll be okay" I placed my hands on his shoulders "Remember that Ryan's really strong"

"I hate this hospital! I've almost lost you in this hospital! Almost lost dad! Now Ryan!" He yelled. He cried harder falling to his knees. He hugged his chest "I! Can't! Breathe!" I dropped next to him.

"Calm down!" I said sternly. He put his head in his knees "Brendon calm down" He took in a shaky breath "He'll be okay"

"I love him" he whimpered "My god I love him don't take him from me please" My heart shattered. My best friend, my strong best friend was on the ground in a pool of tears. I found myself wanting to cry. But now it was my turn to be strong.

"Brendon?" Someone asked. We looked back at a doctor. Brendon stood up shakily.

"He's alive right?" Brendon asked.

"Yes, he lost a lot of blood but he's alive. He keeps asking for you. You and Patrick. Are you Patrick?" he asked me. I nodded. "You both can go see him. Only you two" We nodded. I looked over at Pete. He was staring at the floor with a scared look on his face. I followed Brendon back into Ryans room.

"Brenny?" Ryans small voice came from the bed.

"Ryan" Brendon whispered. He ran inside. I followed after shutting the door. "I'm so sorry this is all my fault" Brendon sobbed. I walked over to the side of the bed.

"No it's not" Ryan said gently. He ran his hand down Brendons cheek "This will never be your fault" He looked over at me "Hey" he mumbled smiling.

"Hey Ryro" I laughed "You're really strong you know that?"

"We all know who the strongest one in this room is. And it isn't Brendon or me" I frowned at him. He looked back at Brendon "Brenny, I wanna get married" My eyes went wide. Brendon went pale. He looked like a man who found out his fuck buddy was pregnant. "I know what I've been saying and maybe we're not ready but when they told me I almost died, I knew I had to marry the man I love before I did. Even if I don't believe in it. I need to do it" He grabbed Brendons hands. I looked over at Brendon.

"This is what you want?" Brendon whispered.

"This is what I want" Ryan said. Brendon reached into his pocket and pulled out an engagement ring. Ryan stared at it.

"Do you know how long I've waited for you to say those words to me? Four years. Ryan Ross, will you marry me?" he asked. I covered my mouth. Ryan smiled.

"Yes" he said gently. I squealed and they both looked at me.

"I've been waiting so long for this!" I yelled. They both laughed. Brendon slipped the ring on Ryans finger. I squealed again jumping up and down.

"Patrick's fangirling" Ryan mumbled.

"I'm so happy!" I yelled.

"Why are you crying then?" Brendon asked.

"I don't know!" I was still jumping.

"He's more excited than we are" Ryan said. I laughed. "Patrick chill"

"No!" I cheered throwing my hands up happily. They laughed at me. Brendon looked over my shoulder "Can I plan the wedding?" I asked Ryan.

"Yes" He said.