Pete's POV
I kiss Patrick's cheek then leave him slumped against a wall to run back to Dr Williams. Patrick's angry and not thinking straight so I really want to do something to try to help him. He's helped me so much with everything I've gone through so it's my turn to do the same.
When I poke my head into Dr Williams office things seem to be pretty calm so I cautiously go in. I don't really know anything about Patrick's parents but I know he hates them so I do too. Anyone who's upset the guy I love and caused him so much pain is someone I could never like.
Dr Williams smiles when she sees me so I give her a hug then ask "Can I have the key to go outside? Patrick's upset and I want to make him happy, he needs time to get away and calm down"
For a second Dr Williams just watches me then puts a hand on my arm and lowers her voice "If he's angry you don't have to be around him, I know you care about him but if you're scared it's ok to leave. He'll understand if it's dangerous for you to be there, your mental health is just as important as his"
I know why she's worried about this and I get it but I'm determined. It is a little scary being around someone when they're angry but this is Patrick. I know he won't hurt me or do anything bad so I need to be able to be here for him. He's not Jason or my father so he won't hurt me and I shouldn't be nervous to be around him.
I whisper this to Dr Williams so she gives in and hands me the key. Her window can see right out into the garden so she'll be able to watch out for us and make sure nothing bad happens.
I turn to leave when I hear Patrick's mother scoff and mumble "Disgusting faggots" making me turn back to look at her. Patrick would probably tell me not to talk to her but I can't help asking "What does that mean?"
Being so young and innocent is something I hate more than anything. There's so many things everyone knows that I don't and it's really infuriating. Sometimes Brendon, Ryan and Patrick make little jokes I don't get and refuse to explain them to me which sucks. I'm not even that much younger than them but they treat me like a child and I hate it.
I've heard the word faggot from a few people but no one will tell me what it is. It's probably something I don't even want to know but I can't help being curious.
Patrick's mother rolls her eyes at me and simply says "It means your a disgusting sinner, you've corrupted our son to your disgusting ways"
That's really mean and I'm kind of confused now. I presume she's talking about our relationship but I didn't know there was anything wrong with it. Now all I can think about is that maybe being gay is really wrong. I haven't been around enough people to know if it's bad or not but maybe it is. When I went back to school for a day the guys who bullied us at the end of the day seemed disgusted by us. Maybe that's because me and Patrick are together, maybe loving a guy makes me even more wrong and broken than I already am.
Dr Williams looks like she's going to tell me to leave but I really don't want to when I'm finally learning things. I'm kind of hurt but still ask "Why is me loving Patrick wrong? Why's it a sin? I thought god loved everyone" "It's a sin because it's disgusting and wrong, everything about you is wrong"
I can't believe Patrick had to live with these people, they're so horrible and I can see why he hated himself so much. No one deserves to be treated like this because they fall in love with someone or because of something they can't control. I don't know if being gay really is wrong but to me it isn't. Loving someone who loves you back couldn't be wrong just because they have the same parts as you. If it is then maybe the worlds a worse place than I thought and I should be glad I'm not leaving here any time soon.
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Help Me (Peterick AU) [COMPLETED]
FanfictionAfter Patrick attempts suicide again he ends up in a hospital where he meets Pete Cover art from jetspackblues on tumblr