Pete Wentz was my step dad. He moved in with my mom and I and he was a bit creepy, but I loved him nonetheless. One day he tied my mom and I to like these pole things in the house and I realize how fucking physco he was. He killed my mom so I had to live alone alone with him. He would tie me to poles and just torture me and make me feel like shit. One day I found he had a super bad past, and I sat down and talked to him and asked him if that's the reason. I showed him old pictures of "himself"(they were actually of brendon, idek) and new ones and asked him if it was the reason he changed. He nodded and started crying so I comforted him. Him and I seemed to be on good terms and one day he was a substitute for one of the classes in my school, and started substituting. He would hold me back after class and hit me, and I tried to get people's attention but it seemed as if they were ignoring me. The next day I walked in to see he had everyone lined up to leave and shoved me backwards. Kids started getting their phones out and some started filming so I figured they were doing it to show the police. Suddenly this one girl started spraying gasoline at my legs, and I looked up confused. Pete took out matches and I started to panic. "Pete Don't, please." Is the last thing I said before he threw it at me. I looked down and my legs caught up in flames as he walked away.
Then I woke up
Ngl this dream fucked with me pretty badly
I was low-key afraid of Pete for like a week but then I realized it was only a stupid dream
uwu I stan Pete
-E💕
