Pete
I woke up with my little angel still on my arms. Or I thought. Shit where is he? And why am I hugging a pillow? I got up really fast and called Patrick's name. No answer. I looked down at the bedside table and saw a note. It read:
Hey Pete. I'm sorry for doing this. It has to happen. I can't live like this anymore. I was going to do it a couple days ago bit then we got together.
Wait what is happening right now? I can't lose my baby boy! Wait does he not love me? He probs it never loved me. I fucking knew it.
I love you and always will but I know you will never love me back. I'm just a worthless piece if shit. No I'm not even that great. I don't deserve you or anything but pain and suffering and because I'm a spoiled ass bitch I don't even want what I deserve. Ive decided to finally go through and end this madness. All I'm doing is making you think you have to love me and Brendon like me. I'm sorry once again. You should probs it go home now. I won't be around any longer and the people who created this mess of a human better known as Patrick won't be too happy with you in their home. Goodbye Pete. I love you so so much master.
Oh god. My baby boy is gone. Fuck. I ran to th3 bathroom, needing a splash if water to the face. This can't be happening. I opened the door and there he was. He had a noose around his neck, his perfect fac3 now purple.
"No! No this can't be happening!" I screamed at myself. I touched him.and he was cold. I went down in my knees and cried. I cried until I heard something. A voice? Patrick's voic3? No. He's dead.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and I looked up, seeing Patrick's still purple face close to mine. I attacked his lips after saying, "oh my God Patrick I thought I lost you! Oh god i love you so much. So so much."
"You don't love me. You're using me for sex. Aren't you?" Patrick wheeler out. "What!? Why would you think that? I love you pat!" "LIAR! LIES! ALL LIES! YOU'LL PAY FOR YOUR SINS. LIAT SAY GOODBYE!" Patrick shreaked. He sounded terrifying. This is not my Patrick.
I looked at him and a piece of his fac3 peeled off. Beneath th3 skin, I saw gray. Just gray. He looked like yhe alvum cover for thr hollow. I was gonna pull more off bit all if a sudden he attacked me.
"Patrick what are you doing? You're gonna hurt me!" "Oh I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm just gonna bash your fucking brains in!" Pat laughed maniacally. He grabbed a crow bar and raised it high above his head and brought it down lightning fast.
"Pete! Pete wake the fuck up!" Patrick screamed in that maniacal voice. I woke up to a terrified Patrick a d I instantly shot up out of bed and ran. "Pete cone back! Please? Oh god please. I'm not gonna hurt you."
I slowed down at that. He could have been serious. Or he was going to hurt me. I turned around and looked at him. He wasn't purple like before. And he said wake up. Was all that a dream? Was he a ghost? Was he alive? What t he fuck is happening right now? What?
"Pete please. You were having a nightmare. I swear I'm not going to hurt you. I love you." Patrick whispered. He sounded so hurt. Like u sis something to him. Well I did just run from the love if my life like he was found to kill me.
I went back to him and he kissed me, telling me It was only a nightmare. I guess I was just stuck in my own head and three away the key. He got me put if it. Reference reference. Goddamn I love them smol bean. We went back to sleep and cuddled.
GUYS WAROPED WAS YESTERSAY FOR MEH AND I MET MATTY FUCKING MULLINS! HE ASKED ME FOR MY TEITTER THEN SAUD HE WANTS TO TALK TO ME MORE AND WE TOOK A PIC TOGETHER AND HE SAID IT LOOKS GOOD. HE WAS SO FUCMING NICE TO ME AND I DID NOT DESERVE IT AT ALL BUT I ALSO GOT A DIGNED PISTER AND JAKE GARLANDS DRUM STICK!!! I HAD TO FIGHT SOME BITCH FOR IT AND SHE LITERALLY LIFTED ME OFF THE GROUND LIKE 3 INCHES BUT U WON AND NOW I HAVE IT!!! THEY OLAYED MY SECOND FAVORITE SONG (LEGACY) AND I SAW ANDY BLACK! GOODNIGHT RAINBOWBITES
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Idk What To Title This Either But Its A PeterickXD
FanfictionThis is gonna be a peterick and ima try harder on this bookXD depression fucking sucks. There will be triggering shit and there will be no warning. Just saying.