If You Ever Come Back ~Peterick Fanfic~
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  • Time 2h 48m
  • Reads 5,172
  • Votes 451
  • Parts 36
  • Time 2h 48m
Complete, First published Apr 11, 2015
Dear Patrick, 

 It's been one day since you left me. My friends are afraid I will kill myself, but that is not necessary. I already feel dead... My life means nothing without you. Please, I will do anything if you ever come back.
 
Pete
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The Pros And Cons Of Breathing (Petetrick)

22 parts Complete

"Why?!" I scream. "You're back now! How can you throw those seven years away?! Do you even know how much I needed you three years ago?! How much I need you now?!" Patrick turns back to me. "Do you know you made my last two years at school living hell? I still look over my shoulder now waiting to be pushed to the ground and beaten until I'm coughing up blood!" I froze. "Patrick-" "I hat the way you say my name!" He exploded, storming over to me. When he's within a metre of me he reached out and shoves my chest, making me fall back on the couch. "And I want to hate you just half as much as I hate myself!" When Patrick returns to town after four years away, every little piece of life Pete has worked so hard to put back together, is blown apart again. Patrick wasn't there when Pete needed him most, and now that he's back, he's not the same. There's a wall between them that never used to be there, and is preventing their friendship from ever going back to normal. When you're so bad for someone you need so much, whose sanity do you chose? Theirs, or yours?