Adopted (a Fall Out Boy/Pete Wentz fan fic)

Chapter 87

Pete's pov

I can't believe I just did that! I'm engaged to Ashlee! But I love Brandie! This is just so frustrating! 

After a while I decided to go back home. It was getting late, and Ashlee was probably kinda worried. If not extremley because of pregnancy hormones. 

I got home and everyone was talking in hushed tones in the living room. Ryan wasn't there though. The door shut behind me and they all looked up. 

"What's going on?" I demanded. 

Patrick stood up and sighed, "Well Brandie's mom's been clean since the shooting. And if she makes another month then she can take Brandie back into her custody. And Brandie just had an axienty attack. She's disoriented and won't tell us anything. Ryan's trying to figure out what happened and her sister Becka's on the way here." I nodded while standing there in shock. 

Everyone glanced at each other uncertainly and I ran up the stairs taking them two at a time. 

As soon as I got to Brandie's room I heard Ryan talking in hushed whispered and Brandie's frantic breathing. The girl who stole my heart without even trying, is in there freaking out. The who stole my heart. The only girl I love. The only girl I'll ever love. I don't love Ashlee anymore, I can't keep dragging her along. 

Slowly I made my way back downstairs. Ashlee saw me and smiled, but I didn't return it. I signalled for her to follow me and we walked out the front door. 

Our eyes locked and she asked, "Pete what's wrong?" 

I took a deep breath whispering, "I'm so sorry Ashlee. I don't love you anymore, I thought I did. But I can't keep stringing you along like this." 

She nodded and tears were gathered in her eyes. She took off the ring and handed it to me whispering, 

"Go make her yours." 

I nodded and hugged her before running back upstairs. Ryan was just walking out of Brandie's room when I walked in. Brandie was sitting on the edge of her bed and I raced over and held her face in my hands. Gently I leaned forward and kissed her. 

She didn't resist and I pulled away sinking to one knee. She stared at me confused and I held up the ring asking, 

"Brandie Pacer will you marry me?" 

Her eyes widened and she looked at me with a conflicted expression before whispering, "I can't...I'm sorry Pete." She grabbed her crutches and walked out before I could stop her. The girl I love may have just walked out of my life forever and I didn't stop her.