The Gay Band Book

Spiteful Breakups [Peterick]

FOB Creations Challenge November

Prompt: I Don't Care

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"Patrick, c'mon, he doesn't mean anything, it was nothing–"
"No! It was not 'just nothing', Pete!"
"No Patrick, baby, you mean everything–"
Patrick scoffed. "I know I don't mean anything. Come on, say my name and his in the same breath, I dare you to say they taste the same. I know they don't."
"Patrick..."

"No, no, don't you start, Pete. We're done."

"You know, fine!" Pete shot back angrily.
"You have no reason to be angry!" Patrick hissed. "You're the asshole, who fucking CHEATED on me!"

"I told you, Patrick, I didn't, Mikey and I were just–"
"He doesn't love you. I loved you, or thought I did, but he only loves you for the hotel suites you can afford."
"You don't know that."
"Oh," Patrick chuckled. "OH, do I?" He laughed bitterly.
"This is why we weren't working," Pete sighed, exasperated.
"Oh, we weren't working, now? What happened to you saying," Patrick continued on a high-pitched voice, " 'We're doing perfect! I love you and no one else!' Hm?"
Pete stammered before clenching his teeth and letting out a deep sigh. "I-"
But Patrick didn't let Pete get a word in edgewise. "I knew you were lying this whole time. You were using me, too, huh? I never loved you from the start, anyways. You were always saying let your body get a tolerance, you'll get used to me, but I never agreed. You know, fuck you Pete Wentz. Get out of my apartment. And don't even think about coming back here."
"Whatever. I don't care what you think, just as long as it's about me. Keep me in your thoughts, alright, sweetcheeks?" Pete said dramatically, pushing back Patrick as he headed for the door. Before the door closed, Pete said, "You'll regret leaving me."
"Fuck you!" Patrick called again. "I'll find happiness in misery!" He said, spiteful.