Pete's pov
We stood in the woods for a while. Gabe eventually got up and raced to where he thought his friends were. After Deanna also broke up with him. Deanna was crying still, and she sounded broken when she tried to talk.
I waited a few more minutes before asking, "Do you want me to take you to see her?" She nodded and pulled away from our hug wiping her face. I laced our fingers together and gave her a reassuring smile.
We were at the hospital and I was following Deanna through hallways. We finally got to a door and she knocked before walking in; pulling me with her. The only person in the room was a woman who looked like she was in her 40s. She had pale skin, short black hair, and warm hazel eyes. Deanna hugged her saying,
"Hey mom. Sorry I haven't been by in a few days. I missed you. And this is my friend Pete."
Deanna's mom hugged her back weakly smiling, "It's okay sweetie. I missed you too. And hello Pete. It's nice to meet you I'm Desire Hills." I shook her hand smiling,
"Pete Wentz. And it's a pleasure."
Desire patted Dee's hand smiling, "When are you two going to start dating? You like each other."
I chuckled and Deanna blushed, "Mom!" Yes I do like Deanna. She's amazingly beautiful and there's more to her then meets the eye. Deanna buried her face in her mom's shoulder as I smirked,
"Well she had a boyfriend. A terrible one. But I think they may be broken up."
"Well you are right. We broke up. Now both of you stop," Deanna whined. I laughed and hugged her saying,
"C'mon you wanna get with this. I mean I'm sexy!"
Deanna patted my chest saying, "Whatever helps you sleep at night." I pouted and we talked to her mom for a while. She didn't act sick. But she looked it. And I got to see a different side of Deanna. The soft side. The side that needs someone to be there to catch them when they fall. Not the girl who does everything by herself.
My phone rang and I looked down and saw it was Patrick. I walked out of the room and picked up saying,
"Yeah bro?"
"Hey is Deanna with you? You guys have been gone 2 hours we just wanted to make sure," he replied.
I sighed and replied, "Yeah I guess you could say that. We're both fine." I heard something flat line and my eyes widened. I raced back into the room and Desire was laying limp on the bed. Deanna was hugging her saying,
"Don't do this to me. Don't leave me." Nurses and Doctors rushed in and I threw my phone on a chair and ran over to Deanna. She was sobbing and yelling that her mom wasn't gone. I picked her up from around her waist and put her in the corner so I was blocking her only way out. I made her look at me as I said,
"Deanna she's gone. There's nothing we can do. I know it hurts. Just calm down."
She shook her head saying, "No! She's all I have left! She can't be gone!"
Oh god I hate seeing her like this. Without thinking I pressed my lips against her's.
