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Warning, there is some sexual stuff...
Sunday Night, my last night at Mom’s is pretty eventful.
Josh and Mom are sitting in the corner, in two chairs by the fireplace. He holds her hands in his as they talk. I smile to myself; happy to see my mom with someone she cares about. Kevin is glaring at them from across the room. Andy and Mark are texting back and forth, both grinning. I look over at Joe and lay my head on his shoulder. He smiles down at me and kisses my forehead.
I’m keeping my mind away from Pete and Eric. That’s the “killer guy”. He murdered twelve people and befriended Pete. Why didn’t I see this coming? He was totally hinting that to me and I didn’t even notice! Oh wait…. I’m not thinking about that…. I sigh and breathe in deeply, I’m going to die.
Joe and I go outside and sit on the doorsteps. I sigh and lean on him. I know Joe says he’ll protect me, and I believe he’ll do everything in his power. But there’s just no way he can be with me 24/7. I know that I’m going to die.
“Patrick, I promise I-“
“Joe…” I sigh.
Joe sighs.
I may be being a bit too Pessimistic but, what can I do? He escaped out of prison with a serial killer. He’s done his homework.
Joe looks at me, angrily “Saying that, is just giving up!”
I shrug “I do give up. He’s never going to stop trying, and I’m done worrying about it.”
Joe’s eyes water,
I hug him, but he pushes me away.
I look down. Of course Joe’s upset.
I sigh, “Ok, I don’t give up.” I say, trying to be honest.”
“You’re just saying that.”
“No, I mean it. I wont give up.”
Joe smiles, “Good.”
He rubs his thumb on the back of my hand. I look at him, wanting to ask a question, but they words wont escape my lips. It’s an embarrassing question to ask, and it could make Joe upset again.
But what if he said yes?
Doubtful, he won’t think I’m ready after… ya know
You never know unless you try?
Sigh, you’re pathetic.
So are you!
I am you. Idiot.
I sigh, deciding it’s worth a try.
“Joe?”
“Yes?” he says with a kiss on my cheek.
I mumble something inaudible.
“What?”
“Erm. Uh I… nothing.” I blush.
He grins “It embarrasses you, now I gotta know!”
I shake my head, my face warming still.
“Pleeeease?”
“I uh… I um… I-In case I… in case things didn’t work to our advantage with all the Pete junk uh…I erm… Nothing.”
Joe frowns “We don’t have to worry about the Pete stuff, but what are you trying to say?”
“Nothing!”
“Please?”
“No.”
“Yes.”
I groan “Why?”
“You started saying it so you have to finish!” Joe pouts at me.
“Ijustwantedtoknowifjustincasewecouldmaybehavesex.”
“What?”
I sigh, “I wanted to know if just in case maybe wecudhavesex.” I’ve never blushed more in my life.
Joe blushes as well, and giggles.
I frown and stand up and practically run inside. I race up the stairs and lock my old bedroom door. Joe knocks on the door.
“Patrick! Let me in, please.”
“N-No.”
WHY did I do that?
I groan. I am so stupid!
Joe picks the lock with a safety pin.
I out my entire body under the covers.
“Patrick…” he tries to pull the covers off of me.
After making no progress he says “Alright, I guess you brought me to this.”
He gets on top of me and tickles my sides. I laugh, trying to push him off, from under the covers. He takes the covers off my head and tickles me until my throat is soar. He bends his head down, to my barely covered up face and pulls down the covers enough to kiss my lips. I kiss him back and allow his tongue into my mouth. Eventually during our makeout he gets the covers off of me. He pulls away and begins kissing my neck. I let out a low moan as he tugs down my pants. He slides his hand into my boxers and wraps his fingers around my base. Not after long, he replaces his hand with his mouth. I moan and grab a fistful of his hair. I think I hear the door creak open, but when I look no one is there.
“J-Joe I’m close!”
He keeps pleasing me with his tongue. I gasp as warm liquid pours into Joe’s mouth.
I hear a loud BOOM.
Joe jumps and looks back. I look at my open door way and see mom, fainted on the floor.
I blush deeply and wish to crawl under a rock.
After mom recovers, She tells Joe and I not to worry about it, she was just taken by surprise. It was Kevin who told her to come into the room. He said I was crying. It must have been him when I thought I heard the door. Joe and I decide to go to bed early.
I hate Mondays. They’re so… Mondayfull… Oh yeah. Just made up a word.
Joe drives me to my shrink appointment. I sigh, hoping this won’t be one of those “And how does that make you feel?” Shrinks. When we get there I have to sigh in on this ugly white sheet of paper, with a crappy pen. I sit in the waiting area on a chair that hurts my ass. The tv is on and it’s on Barney. I’m already miserable here.
Joe jokes with me and makes me laugh until I’m called. I ask the lady up front if Joe can go, but she says no. Only I can go. I look back at him and frown.
They tell me I’m in room 3. I look over at Joe, feeling uneasy. I make sure he knows what room I’m going to be in. I walk back to the room with trembling legs. I have no idea why I’m so afraid. It’s just a shrink.
I open the door. A man with bleach blonde hair looks up at me.
“Hello, Patrick Stump, I’m Dr. Lawson. I will be your therapist.”
I nod.
“Interesting email.” He smiles “I’m sorry to have taken so long but we’ve been booked. In fact, the only reason you’re here today is because the guy who had this time committed suicide.” He chuckles.
“How’s that funny?”
“No, no. Just Ironic.” He grins.
I feel like I’m going to be sick.
“Y-yeah…”
“So anyways for you first session I will need to know the events that occurred with the um, Pete Wentz?”
“Erm… well… I…”
“Spit it out.”
“He raped me…”
“Really? What a cruel thing to do, were you a virgin?”
“What does that matter?”
“It does.”
“Yes.”
He chuckles “Go on.”
“I don’t think I will. I’m leaving, this is a waste of my time.”
I walk towards the door but get stopped, by Pete.
My heart beats faster. Oh no…
He smiles at me “Hello, best friend! How’ve you been?”
“Better without you around…”
I reach into my pocket and speed dial Joe.
“No, no, no! Hands out of pockets.” Pete says. I take my hand out of my pocket.
“Pete what do you want?” I say, simply so Joe can hear his name.
Pete grins “You know what I want, Patrick. Now, we can do this the hard way, or you can cooperate.”
The blonde man stands beside Pete with a very large knife. I shake uncontrollably. Pete nears me with a grin.
“So, what’s your choice? Will you fuck me, or will I have to force you again?”
I bite my lip “I-I guess you’ll have to force me, because I would never willingly do that.”
Pete shrugs “Fine, Eric, I’ll need a hand getting him on the bed.”
I run to the door, but Eric catches me and stabs me in the back with the knife. I whimper as he drags me across the floor. I try to get away, but I think I’m paralyzed. He throws me on the bed and cuts off my clothes, cutting me as well. Pete quickly inserts. Eric hands him the knife. While thrusting into me, hard, Pete cuts lines on to my back. I think he spelling something but I can’t tell. He turns me over and grabs my cock. He cuts a line up each side. I scream out in pain. Then he holds it up from the shaft and brings the knife back, as if he’s going to chop it off. I turn pale and scream, hoping someone would hear me.
The door busts open and Joe comes in, Holding a gun. Eric goes after Joe, but gets shot. Pete puts the knife to my neck.
“Come closer, I dare you!”
Joe frowns at me and doesn’t move.
“Put the gun down.”
Joe obeys, with tears streaming down his face.
Pete chuckles “You really thought you could save him forever? Here I am, an inch from killing him, and there is nothing you can do about it.”
Joe frowns “Yeah. I can’t do anything.”
Pete moves the knife away from me and stands up; he pulls the knife back and pulls back my head, ready to slit my throat. Joe smirks.
“I can’t do a single thing, but Andy can.”
Pete looks up at him confused.
Andy steps out from behind Joe and pulls the trigger. The bullet hits Pete in the forehead, but he isn’t dead yet. His body falls back on mine.
Joe grins and throws Pete’s body to the floor.
“This is what happens to rapists in Fall Out Boy” he grabs Pete’s cock and chops it off with Pete’s knife. I look away from the blood as he screams in pain, slowly dying.
Surprisingly Joe and Andy aren’t charged for manslaughter, but rewarded for standing up against a rapist. We buried Pete in the cemetery near his grandmother. And even though all that happened, I cried like a baby at his funeral.
I have decided to remember Pete as he used to be.
My best friend
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Sunday Night, my last night at Mom’s is pretty eventful.
Josh and Mom are sitting in the corner, in two chairs by the fireplace. He holds her hands in his as they talk. I smile to myself; happy to see my mom with someone she cares about. Kevin is glaring at them from across the room. Andy and Mark are texting back and forth, both grinning. I look over at Joe and lay my head on his shoulder. He smiles down at me and kisses my forehead.
I’m keeping my mind away from Pete and Eric. That’s the “killer guy”. He murdered twelve people and befriended Pete. Why didn’t I see this coming? He was totally hinting that to me and I didn’t even notice! Oh wait…. I’m not thinking about that…. I sigh and breathe in deeply, I’m going to die.
Joe and I go outside and sit on the doorsteps. I sigh and lean on him. I know Joe says he’ll protect me, and I believe he’ll do everything in his power. But there’s just no way he can be with me 24/7. I know that I’m going to die.
“Patrick, I promise I-“
“Joe…” I sigh.
Joe sighs.
I may be being a bit too Pessimistic but, what can I do? He escaped out of prison with a serial killer. He’s done his homework.
Joe looks at me, angrily “Saying that, is just giving up!”
I shrug “I do give up. He’s never going to stop trying, and I’m done worrying about it.”
Joe’s eyes water,
I hug him, but he pushes me away.
I look down. Of course Joe’s upset.
I sigh, “Ok, I don’t give up.” I say, trying to be honest.”
“You’re just saying that.”
“No, I mean it. I wont give up.”
Joe smiles, “Good.”
He rubs his thumb on the back of my hand. I look at him, wanting to ask a question, but they words wont escape my lips. It’s an embarrassing question to ask, and it could make Joe upset again.
But what if he said yes?
Doubtful, he won’t think I’m ready after… ya know
You never know unless you try?
Sigh, you’re pathetic.
So are you!
I am you. Idiot.
I sigh, deciding it’s worth a try.
“Joe?”
“Yes?” he says with a kiss on my cheek.
I mumble something inaudible.
“What?”
“Erm. Uh I… nothing.” I blush.
He grins “It embarrasses you, now I gotta know!”
I shake my head, my face warming still.
“Pleeeease?”
“I uh… I um… I-In case I… in case things didn’t work to our advantage with all the Pete junk uh…I erm… Nothing.”
Joe frowns “We don’t have to worry about the Pete stuff, but what are you trying to say?”
“Nothing!”
“Please?”
“No.”
“Yes.”
I groan “Why?”
“You started saying it so you have to finish!” Joe pouts at me.
“Ijustwantedtoknowifjustincasewecouldmaybehavesex.”
“What?”
I sigh, “I wanted to know if just in case maybe wecudhavesex.” I’ve never blushed more in my life.
Joe blushes as well, and giggles.
I frown and stand up and practically run inside. I race up the stairs and lock my old bedroom door. Joe knocks on the door.
“Patrick! Let me in, please.”
“N-No.”
WHY did I do that?
I groan. I am so stupid!
Joe picks the lock with a safety pin.
I out my entire body under the covers.
“Patrick…” he tries to pull the covers off of me.
After making no progress he says “Alright, I guess you brought me to this.”
He gets on top of me and tickles my sides. I laugh, trying to push him off, from under the covers. He takes the covers off my head and tickles me until my throat is soar. He bends his head down, to my barely covered up face and pulls down the covers enough to kiss my lips. I kiss him back and allow his tongue into my mouth. Eventually during our makeout he gets the covers off of me. He pulls away and begins kissing my neck. I let out a low moan as he tugs down my pants. He slides his hand into my boxers and wraps his fingers around my base. Not after long, he replaces his hand with his mouth. I moan and grab a fistful of his hair. I think I hear the door creak open, but when I look no one is there.
“J-Joe I’m close!”
He keeps pleasing me with his tongue. I gasp as warm liquid pours into Joe’s mouth.
I hear a loud BOOM.
Joe jumps and looks back. I look at my open door way and see mom, fainted on the floor.
I blush deeply and wish to crawl under a rock.
After mom recovers, She tells Joe and I not to worry about it, she was just taken by surprise. It was Kevin who told her to come into the room. He said I was crying. It must have been him when I thought I heard the door. Joe and I decide to go to bed early.
I hate Mondays. They’re so… Mondayfull… Oh yeah. Just made up a word.
Joe drives me to my shrink appointment. I sigh, hoping this won’t be one of those “And how does that make you feel?” Shrinks. When we get there I have to sigh in on this ugly white sheet of paper, with a crappy pen. I sit in the waiting area on a chair that hurts my ass. The tv is on and it’s on Barney. I’m already miserable here.
Joe jokes with me and makes me laugh until I’m called. I ask the lady up front if Joe can go, but she says no. Only I can go. I look back at him and frown.
They tell me I’m in room 3. I look over at Joe, feeling uneasy. I make sure he knows what room I’m going to be in. I walk back to the room with trembling legs. I have no idea why I’m so afraid. It’s just a shrink.
I open the door. A man with bleach blonde hair looks up at me.
“Hello, Patrick Stump, I’m Dr. Lawson. I will be your therapist.”
I nod.
“Interesting email.” He smiles “I’m sorry to have taken so long but we’ve been booked. In fact, the only reason you’re here today is because the guy who had this time committed suicide.” He chuckles.
“How’s that funny?”
“No, no. Just Ironic.” He grins.
I feel like I’m going to be sick.
“Y-yeah…”
“So anyways for you first session I will need to know the events that occurred with the um, Pete Wentz?”
“Erm… well… I…”
“Spit it out.”
“He raped me…”
“Really? What a cruel thing to do, were you a virgin?”
“What does that matter?”
“It does.”
“Yes.”
He chuckles “Go on.”
“I don’t think I will. I’m leaving, this is a waste of my time.”
I walk towards the door but get stopped, by Pete.
My heart beats faster. Oh no…
He smiles at me “Hello, best friend! How’ve you been?”
“Better without you around…”
I reach into my pocket and speed dial Joe.
“No, no, no! Hands out of pockets.” Pete says. I take my hand out of my pocket.
“Pete what do you want?” I say, simply so Joe can hear his name.
Pete grins “You know what I want, Patrick. Now, we can do this the hard way, or you can cooperate.”
The blonde man stands beside Pete with a very large knife. I shake uncontrollably. Pete nears me with a grin.
“So, what’s your choice? Will you fuck me, or will I have to force you again?”
I bite my lip “I-I guess you’ll have to force me, because I would never willingly do that.”
Pete shrugs “Fine, Eric, I’ll need a hand getting him on the bed.”
I run to the door, but Eric catches me and stabs me in the back with the knife. I whimper as he drags me across the floor. I try to get away, but I think I’m paralyzed. He throws me on the bed and cuts off my clothes, cutting me as well. Pete quickly inserts. Eric hands him the knife. While thrusting into me, hard, Pete cuts lines on to my back. I think he spelling something but I can’t tell. He turns me over and grabs my cock. He cuts a line up each side. I scream out in pain. Then he holds it up from the shaft and brings the knife back, as if he’s going to chop it off. I turn pale and scream, hoping someone would hear me.
The door busts open and Joe comes in, Holding a gun. Eric goes after Joe, but gets shot. Pete puts the knife to my neck.
“Come closer, I dare you!”
Joe frowns at me and doesn’t move.
“Put the gun down.”
Joe obeys, with tears streaming down his face.
Pete chuckles “You really thought you could save him forever? Here I am, an inch from killing him, and there is nothing you can do about it.”
Joe frowns “Yeah. I can’t do anything.”
Pete moves the knife away from me and stands up; he pulls the knife back and pulls back my head, ready to slit my throat. Joe smirks.
“I can’t do a single thing, but Andy can.”
Pete looks up at him confused.
Andy steps out from behind Joe and pulls the trigger. The bullet hits Pete in the forehead, but he isn’t dead yet. His body falls back on mine.
Joe grins and throws Pete’s body to the floor.
“This is what happens to rapists in Fall Out Boy” he grabs Pete’s cock and chops it off with Pete’s knife. I look away from the blood as he screams in pain, slowly dying.
Surprisingly Joe and Andy aren’t charged for manslaughter, but rewarded for standing up against a rapist. We buried Pete in the cemetery near his grandmother. And even though all that happened, I cried like a baby at his funeral.
I have decided to remember Pete as he used to be.
My best friend
Hello All! waves Wow that was a lot of drama. BTW--- Sassy was right about how she thought this chapter was going to go. Review and Rate?
I'll update soon!
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