"Gerard, what's going on? Gerard, please. Gerard, I need you. Gerard, stop this. I can't do this without you. What's happening? Please. Just listen to me." -------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Warning: may be triggering for some individuals]

Dear Patrick, I feel like such a jerk writing this. But what the hell, I'll give it a shot. I've tried every other method for getting over someone, so I guess this is a last resort. [A collection of letters from Pete to Patrick over the years. This is the first fanfiction I've tried to write, so be gentle with me please. Trigger warning: Suicide and a LOT of angst. But also some fluff. A bit of everything really.]

Shut up. Leave me alone. I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy. It wasn't me. It wasn't me. Go away! Never!

lowercase intended. patrick stump has cancer and a new neighbor, pete wentz, moves in with his family next door.

Here's a little thingy I wrote to make you cry.

Patrick Stump just wants to be beautiful. Pete Wentz wants him to realize how beautiful he actually is.

Unhappy. Alone. Unwanted. Hated. An eighteen year old Pete Wentz tries to kill himself, finally giving up on life altogether. But is stopped by someone he hasn't seen since he was twelve years old.