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My phone rings loudly. I grumble and answer it.
“Hello?”
“Is this Mr. Stump?”
“Yeah…”
“This is Officer Scott. I regret to inform you that Mr. Wentz has made bond and is about to leave the jail. He has been served his order of protection and knows he is not allowed anywhere near you, so you should be fine.”
“Yes, I’m sure that he cares about a piece of paper.” I sigh “Thanks for letting me know…”
I close the phone and shake Joe awake.
“Hmm?”
“Pete made bond.”
“What?” He jumps up.
“Yeah… they just called me to let me know that they are releasing him.”
“Damn. It’s ok if he violates the protection order, which he will because he’s an idiot, he goes to jail, no bond.”
I nod “I can’t sleep now…”
He yawns “Me either, let’s wake everyone else up!”
“Too late, I woke up when he said Pete made bond.” Andy says opening the curtain to his bunk.
“Me too…” Mark yawns.
“Wanna watch a movie?” Joe asks.
I nod and we put in a South Park DVD.
A few weeks pass and we decide to continue the tour with Mark on bass.
We practice a little to make sure Mark knows the bass line of the songs. He plays them perfectly, even the newest songs. Andy smiles and kisses his cheek. After we practice Mark and Andy look through stuff for their wedding.
Joe giggles, “So, uh, which one of you is wearing the dress?”
They blush.
“Neither Joseph! ” Andy frowns.
“I’m just playing… ooh so what color tuxes are you wearing?” Joe asks.
“And don’t pretend either of you can wear white.” I joke.
Andy sticks his tongue out at me “Haha, you’re a comical genius. We’re not sure yet. But we know where we wanna have it!”
“Andy, you’d burn in a church.” Joe laughs.
“Ha. Ha. Ha. ” He rolls his eyes “No… churches are so… over done. We’re getting married on that hill in Chicago where we met.”
“Awe!” I smile.
He nods “One thing we’re really struggling on is… who’ll be the best man…”
Mark nods “It was always between you two we were just going to lie and say we were considering Pete also.”
“But since he’s no longer here….” Andy says, “We have to pick between you two…”
I shrug “I’m fine no matter who you pick.”
Joe nods “Me too.”
“Yes… which doesn’t make it less difficult” Andy chuckles.
“Ya know what? This’ll be the first wedding I’ve been to!” I say.
“Cool!” Andy smiles.
“So… is it normal to be insanely nervous?” Mark asks.
We nod. His first concert is tonight.
“Should I eat or wait to eat?”
“Well you probably need the energy.” Joe says.
”Or you could run off stage to vomit like me…” I frown.
“I say you try to eat, if you can keep it down you’re good. If not, that’s ok too.” Joe smiles.
Mark nods “Ok… I’m just nervous…”
I nod “Natural.”
Andy frowns from his laptop.
“What?”
“They… they have this stuff about you and Pete all over the Internet. And there’s a site… Patzaliar.com. I don’t believe this…”
I frown Great “Go to it…”
He nods and clicks on it. It has a picture of me with the no sign over it. It says Stump Fibs on a headline.
“Patrick Stump, the lead singer of what used to be a great band, Fall Out Boy, claims to have been raped by Pete Wentz. Pete was arrested and now must go through trial because of Stump. As if Pete would really rape that fat, ugly dork….” I read. “Wow… I want to crawl under a rock now.”
Joe hugs me.
“Wait, there was also a SupportPatrick.com.” Andy clicks on the link.
It has a picture of me with a green checkmark beside me.
Andy reads, “Patrick has been violated and People ignore what is so obviously true. Pete is no more perfect than you or I so why do people defend him as such? I will be at their next concert because I’m a real fan!” He smiles “And then it goes on like that…”
I nod “Its nice that some people’s world doesn’t revolve around Pete.”
We walk onstage, hearing the fans cheer. Mark trails behind us nervously. Joe walks up to the mike.
“Hello everybody!” he smiles “Um… since we’ve been having issues…. Instead of Pete on bass we have Mark, Andy’s fiancé.”
Mark nervously waves. The crowd cheers, so we take it as a good sign. To be honest, there are less people than usual. But that isn’t what matters. Mark takes the mike on my left. Pete did back-up vocals along with Joe so Mark is doing that as well.
“So erm…” I’m not the one that usually talks at these things…
“First we’re gonna kick it off with Sugar.” Joe smiles
“Thanks.” I mouth.
He nods.
We play, and I sing. I’ve sung this song so many times I don’t have to think about it. I wish I had to. My mind begins to wonder. What if Pete’s here? My heart begins to race. He can’t. Protection order. My voice starts to crack. [/As if he gives a shit about a piece of paper!” It gets hard to breathe and then, in the crowd, I see him. His chocolate brown eyes glare at me. I stop singing and begin to shake. Joe stops playing and walks over to me.
“Patrick?”
I feel myself fall and everything goes black.
“Hello?”
“Is this Mr. Stump?”
“Yeah…”
“This is Officer Scott. I regret to inform you that Mr. Wentz has made bond and is about to leave the jail. He has been served his order of protection and knows he is not allowed anywhere near you, so you should be fine.”
“Yes, I’m sure that he cares about a piece of paper.” I sigh “Thanks for letting me know…”
I close the phone and shake Joe awake.
“Hmm?”
“Pete made bond.”
“What?” He jumps up.
“Yeah… they just called me to let me know that they are releasing him.”
“Damn. It’s ok if he violates the protection order, which he will because he’s an idiot, he goes to jail, no bond.”
I nod “I can’t sleep now…”
He yawns “Me either, let’s wake everyone else up!”
“Too late, I woke up when he said Pete made bond.” Andy says opening the curtain to his bunk.
“Me too…” Mark yawns.
“Wanna watch a movie?” Joe asks.
I nod and we put in a South Park DVD.
A few weeks pass and we decide to continue the tour with Mark on bass.
We practice a little to make sure Mark knows the bass line of the songs. He plays them perfectly, even the newest songs. Andy smiles and kisses his cheek. After we practice Mark and Andy look through stuff for their wedding.
Joe giggles, “So, uh, which one of you is wearing the dress?”
They blush.
“Neither Joseph! ” Andy frowns.
“I’m just playing… ooh so what color tuxes are you wearing?” Joe asks.
“And don’t pretend either of you can wear white.” I joke.
Andy sticks his tongue out at me “Haha, you’re a comical genius. We’re not sure yet. But we know where we wanna have it!”
“Andy, you’d burn in a church.” Joe laughs.
“Ha. Ha. Ha. ” He rolls his eyes “No… churches are so… over done. We’re getting married on that hill in Chicago where we met.”
“Awe!” I smile.
He nods “One thing we’re really struggling on is… who’ll be the best man…”
Mark nods “It was always between you two we were just going to lie and say we were considering Pete also.”
“But since he’s no longer here….” Andy says, “We have to pick between you two…”
I shrug “I’m fine no matter who you pick.”
Joe nods “Me too.”
“Yes… which doesn’t make it less difficult” Andy chuckles.
“Ya know what? This’ll be the first wedding I’ve been to!” I say.
“Cool!” Andy smiles.
“So… is it normal to be insanely nervous?” Mark asks.
We nod. His first concert is tonight.
“Should I eat or wait to eat?”
“Well you probably need the energy.” Joe says.
”Or you could run off stage to vomit like me…” I frown.
“I say you try to eat, if you can keep it down you’re good. If not, that’s ok too.” Joe smiles.
Mark nods “Ok… I’m just nervous…”
I nod “Natural.”
Andy frowns from his laptop.
“What?”
“They… they have this stuff about you and Pete all over the Internet. And there’s a site… Patzaliar.com. I don’t believe this…”
I frown Great “Go to it…”
He nods and clicks on it. It has a picture of me with the no sign over it. It says Stump Fibs on a headline.
“Patrick Stump, the lead singer of what used to be a great band, Fall Out Boy, claims to have been raped by Pete Wentz. Pete was arrested and now must go through trial because of Stump. As if Pete would really rape that fat, ugly dork….” I read. “Wow… I want to crawl under a rock now.”
Joe hugs me.
“Wait, there was also a SupportPatrick.com.” Andy clicks on the link.
It has a picture of me with a green checkmark beside me.
Andy reads, “Patrick has been violated and People ignore what is so obviously true. Pete is no more perfect than you or I so why do people defend him as such? I will be at their next concert because I’m a real fan!” He smiles “And then it goes on like that…”
I nod “Its nice that some people’s world doesn’t revolve around Pete.”
We walk onstage, hearing the fans cheer. Mark trails behind us nervously. Joe walks up to the mike.
“Hello everybody!” he smiles “Um… since we’ve been having issues…. Instead of Pete on bass we have Mark, Andy’s fiancé.”
Mark nervously waves. The crowd cheers, so we take it as a good sign. To be honest, there are less people than usual. But that isn’t what matters. Mark takes the mike on my left. Pete did back-up vocals along with Joe so Mark is doing that as well.
“So erm…” I’m not the one that usually talks at these things…
“First we’re gonna kick it off with Sugar.” Joe smiles
“Thanks.” I mouth.
He nods.
We play, and I sing. I’ve sung this song so many times I don’t have to think about it. I wish I had to. My mind begins to wonder. What if Pete’s here? My heart begins to race. He can’t. Protection order. My voice starts to crack. [/As if he gives a shit about a piece of paper!” It gets hard to breathe and then, in the crowd, I see him. His chocolate brown eyes glare at me. I stop singing and begin to shake. Joe stops playing and walks over to me.
“Patrick?”
I feel myself fall and everything goes black.
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