Categories > Celebrities > Fall Out Boy > The Patron Saint Of Liars And Fakes

Category: Fall Out Boy - Rating: G - Genres: Angst,Drama - Published: 2010-07-15 - Updated: 2010-07-15 - 1840 words - Complete
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I shook my head to get the picture out of my mind. I shuddered before stretching widely. I stopped mid-stretch, realising that I shouldn’t have this much room in the bed. I looked to my right and Joe’s side of the bed was empty.

“Joe?!” I called out uncertainly. There was no answer so I got up and made my way to the living room without putting on my dressing gown. This apartment was too fuckin hot to sleep in anything but your underwear. I made my way to the kitchen.

‘Gone 2 get milk ‘n’ shit’ The whiteboard told me. I shook my head and laughed to myself. Oh Joe, ever the linguist. I sighed and wiped off the board and got to making breakfast for us. I was just sliding the pancakes on the plate when I heard the front door close.

“Hey Joe, Oh my god you’ll never guess the dream I had last night” I shouted as I dropped the bacon in the pan and it sizzled loudly. “It was horrible!! I mean first off we were like having sex which is just TOO wrong to even comprehend but then like your head, arms and legs like fell off and then I looked down and I was like a huge spider and I just started like nomming on your arm. I mean it was seriously fuuuuu-” my plate clattered loudly on the counter as I turned around and dropped it when I saw it wasn’t Joe I was talking to.

“Your right that is fucked up. You should look up what that means.” Patrick said from the doorway of the kitchen. I shivered as his gaze travelled down my body before resting on the long scar on my stomach. I nervously placed a hand over it before grabbing Joe’s jumper and shrugging it on over my underwear.

“How did you get in?” I snapped grabbing my plate and sitting at the breakfast bar.

“Joe left the keys in the door again” He replied placing them down on the counter next to my hand.

“Joes not here at the moment so…”

“I didn’t come here to see Joe, I came to see you.”

I grimaced as I looked up at him and mimed looking at my watch.

“Really?! You’re about three weeks too late.”

“I know… I- I’m sorry Alex”

“For what Patrick? For calling your child a bastard or for calling me a whore when I came to your apartment to do the right thing?”

“I’m sorry for it all Alex, I was upset and…” he put a hand down on mine and I jumped up from my chair and backed against the cupboards.

“Don’t you dare touch me. What right do you think you have to touch me after what you done”

“I… I came here to talk to you Alex. After everything we’ve been through y’know…”

“After everything we went through?! I went through it all on my own caused you were too much of a hot head to wait and listen to me. Don’t forget that I was the one that was permanently damaged and who you called a whore and who you wouldn’t let explain anything to you. Everything that happened Patrick everything happened to me and me alone”

“Alex I was in my right mind, I lost my child that day. I was upset.”

“You were upset?! YOU lost a child?! I lost a child and every chance I had of ever having another. Because of your child I’m now as fucking barren as a desert and you think you had it bad and you were upset?”

“You said you never wanted kids anyway”

I lost it then. I grabbed a mug and hurled it at the floor.

“I didn’t want kids now. I’m still a fucking kid myself who knows what I’ll want in five or ten years?! I’m only 20 years old Patrick?! Or have you forgotten that?! I’m 20 and never able to have children cause of one stupid mistake and your mutant fucking sperm.” I brushed angry tears from my face with a shaking hand. “And you think you have it bad. You can still have kids. And I’m damaged goods now. Get out of my house” I kneeled on the floor to collect the pieces of broken mug.

Patrick did the only thing he knew how to do in difficult situations. He became mean and spiteful.

“Any kid of yours would be cursed anyway so at least it’s some good you can’t have anymore. And this isn’t your house. You don’t have a home. You’re unwanted and useless to everyone.” I just shook my head as I looked up at him.

“Are you done yet?” I sighed

“Yeah are you done? Cause your not welcome in our house any more” Joe said from the doorway. I continued to pick up shards of mug as I heard Patrick brush past Joe and out into the hallway.

“Enjoy her Joe, shes only good for one thing now. Shes damaged goods, said so herself” He slammed the door behind him and Joe was at my side helping me pick up the broken glass.

“Its not true Alex, your not damaged goods” I just held up my hand.

“Its okay Joe, I am and I’m okay with that. As okay as I can be I guess.”

“Look I’ll finish this” he said grabbing the dustpan and brush. “Maybe you should get dressed and go out today”

I rocked back on my heels and looked at him through narrowed eyes. He held his palms up to me. I’m not trying to be mean Alex but the only people you have interacted with properly for the last month are Pete, me and that cunt. You could do with some girl time. Go shopping or something.” I sat back on the floor against the cupboard and picked at a thread on the cuff of the jumper I was wearing.

“Would it seem stupid to you if I said I have no girlfriends.” I said quietly not looking up.

“You have to have some Alex” he sat down across from me. I shook my head “Girls from school? Girls from around home?” I just kept shaking my head no. “Shit Alex… what about those girls you train?” He said brightly. I wrinkled my nose at him and shook my head.

“We’re not friends really. They hate my guts and they think I’m a cunt.”

“What about that one, the one you like? Eh…?”

“Eh Harper?!”

“That’s the one! Here!!” He held my cell out to me with the number already dialling.

“No” I hissed shaking my head and slapping his hands away from me. It went back and forth with him shoving the phone in my face and me slapping his hands away until I heard the tinny voice from the earpiece. I sighed and took the phone while Joe grinned in triumph.

“Hi Harper its Alex, I was just eh… wondering if you wanted to have lunch or something today…” I felt like a teenager calling a crush.

“Yeah, I guess so. Is this about the show?” She asked concerned.

“No no, I just wanted to get out of my house for a bit y’know”

“Oh, okay so. Where will I meet you?”

“Eh… Cassie’s on 5th? You know it? I just want to get your opinion on some costumes for the show and then maybe lunch?”

“Cool, I’ll see you in an hour?”

“Okay, see you then” I hung up and punched Joe in the arm. “Motherfucker that was so awkward” Joe burst out laughing in my face. I grabbed him by the nipple and twisted hard before I jumped up and ran while he was distracted. He was right behind me as I skidded around the corner into the bedroom. He lunged at me and knocked me backwards onto the bed, pinning me down. I squirmed under him as he tickled my sides.

“I DON’T HAVE TICKLES. THAT JUST REALLY HURTS” I squealed trying to beat him off. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head. Joe brushed my hair from my face as we finished laughing. His hand rested on my cheek as we lay there. His thumb brushed over my lips and then his lips brushed mine in a soft kiss. He kissed me again, this time harder. His tongue ran against my bottom lip before forcing my mouth open. He was kissing me deeply as his hands ran down my body and hooked behind my knees before he brought them up around his hips. The kiss ended suddenly when pushed himself up off of me.
I lay there for a few seconds trying to process what happened and trying to catch my breath again. Joe paced the room nervously while I sat up slowly.

“Eh… That-” I started trying to find the words.

“Shouldn’t have happened” Joe snapped, cutting me off. I brought my knees up and hid my face as the feeling of rejection washed over me. I was going to say it was really good but Joe’s reaction completely threw me. He ran his hands through his hair as he continued pacing. “I mean it was just… no… it was wrong. I mean your like… your like my best friend and… and… you’ve been with all my friends already and I shouldn’t feel that way about you and they said it would happen and I-”

“Forget it” I snapped. “I’m sorry I’m such a slut that your friends warned you that you wouldn’t be able to help yourself around me. I’m sorry that you’re my best friend and now that’s ruined because of something so stupid. We could have forgotten it but you’ve said what you think about it now and that fuckin hurt Joe.” I grabbed my clothes and went to the bathroom to change.

“Alex I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking about what I was saying. I didn’t mean it” Joe called through the door.

“I’ll find somewhere new to live. Give me a week to get my shit together and you won’t have to see me again.” I shoved past him and grabbed my handbag and car keys. I stopped at the front door and turned to face him again. “I won’t lie to you. I can’t lie to you. That was the best kiss I’ve had. Ever. And for a moment there I really felt that someone truly loved me and then you said what you said and you crushed me. I just thought you should know what I thought about it.”

I shut the door behind me before he could see just how much his words hurt me.
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