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Frank's POV
My heart dropped into my stomach as we stopped outside of Pete's room. Through the door I could see him lying in his hospital bed. He was deathly still the only movement being the steady rise and fall of his chest. The ventilator tube was shoved down his throat and attached to a machine that was helping him breathe. Wires and tubes seemed to snake in and out of his body, all were attached to different machines and medicine drips.
His face was swollen and bruised. Both of his eyes were blackened and his nose appeared to be broken. Purplish bruises dotted his jaw line and cheeks. His lips were split and swollen. A white bandage was wrapped tightly around the top of his head. It made me sick to know I had done this to him. To my best friend.
"I'll leave you with him. Visiting hours technically do not start for another two hours but I'll make an exception this time. If you need anything the nurses' station is at the end of this hall."
"Thank you doctor." I heard Secret mutter.
I sank into the chair beside Pete's bed and grasped his hand in mine. The salty tears poured from my eyes. Secret stood to Pete's other side.
"Pete, I am so sorry. You have to get better. Please Pete. I swear I didn't mean for this to happen. You are my best friend and I love you. Please get better."
The tears continued to streak my face as Secret tried to calm me by rubbing my back and stroking my hair. I felt horrible. I would do anything to switch places with him at this moment. If anyone deserved this it's me, not Pete.
I didn't move once from my spot nor did my grip on Pete's hand loosen for over two hours. Secret had passed out long ago in the chair in the corner of the room but I couldn't bring myself to close my eyes. My back ached and my ass had gone numb from slouching over Pete's bed for so long.
Pete was as small as me and the bed practically swallowed him whole. I decided to lay next to him. If I were to fall asleep I wanted to be sure he knew I was here for him and that I love him. As carefully as I could I crawled into the bed beside him, being sure not to disturb any of the wire or tubing around his body. I curled onto my side facing him with my face nestled into the crook of his neck and my left arm draped carefully across his stomach. The steady beeping of the heart monitor began to lull me to sleep. I felt my eyelids droop lazily before finally sliding shut and sending me into dreamland.
I awoke sometime later to the sensation of someone alternating between stroking my cheek and playing with my hair. After enjoying the comforting feeling for a few minutes I finally cracked my eyes open expecting to see Secret above me but instead I was met by Pete's gaze. He was stroking his fingertips across my cheek. Tears welled up in my eyes, spilling over to streak my cheeks. Pete's thumb gently wiped the salty liquid away.
"P-Pete, I'm so sor-ry. I didn't m-mean it. I l-love you. Please forgive m-me."
His fingers stopped caressing my cheek to make a motion through the air. It took me a few seconds to realize what he was asking for.
"You want something to write with?" He nodded.
"I'll be right back."
I went to the nurses' station and retrieved a pen and a small notepad. I returned to the room and placed them in Pete's hands. I watched as he scrawled across the page. When he was done he handed it to me and I read it.
'I'm sorry I fucked up. I shouldn't have allowed it to happen. Please forgive me. You are my best friend and I love you. I don't want to lose you.'
"No Pete. This is my fault. You are my best friend and I nearly killed you. It's me that needs your forgiveness."
He motioned for the pen and notepad once more and I waited as he wrote something before passing it back to me.
'Why don't we just forgive each other?'
"I would really like that." I smiled down at him.
He motioned for me to lay beside him once again. I happily obliged as I carefully crawled in beside him. I rested my head back into the crook of his neck and lay my arm back across his stomach. He resumed playing with my hair and I reached up to caress the battered skin of his cheek with my fingertips. We lay like that for awhile until a nurse came in to check on Pete's condition.
"Good morning. It's good to see you are awake. I'm nurse Nicole and I'll be taking care of you today, Mr. Wentz. Who is your friend here?"
"I'm his best friend, Frank."
"Well Frank, do you know what happened? Maybe you know who did this?"
"I-I....it was m-m...." I started but Pete clamped a hand over my mouth, silencing me. He motioned for his pen and notepad and I gave them to him. He quickly scribbled something across the page and gave it to the nurse.
'I didn't see who did this to me. I was walking home and it was dark. They jumped me then left me. I was able to call Frank for help and he brought me here.'
"So, you have no idea who would want to harm you?"
Pete shook his head. I felt my stomach do flip-flops. Pete was protecting me even after what I had done to him.
"Okay. Well, everything is looking good this morning. If you need anything just hit the call button."
"Thank you." I smiled gratefully at her. She nodded then left.
"Pete, why are you protecting me?"
He scribbled something down and handed it to me.
'I know you didn't mean to do this to me. I made a mistake and it's understandable what you did. I probably would have reacted the same way. Plus, you're my best friend and I love you unconditionally, Frankie.'
"I love you too, Pete. Please just promise me you are going to make it through this."
He scribbled something and passed it to me.
'I promise.'
Secret finally woke up a little while later. She was just as happy as I was to see Pete awake. She left the room long enough to grab us some coffee and call our friends. An hour later the room was crowded with our many friends worrying over Pete. Gerard and Brooklyn were the last ones to show up since they had to come from New York. After checking on Pete's condition Gerard pulled me from the room and drug me outside. He lit two cigarettes, handing one to me. I inhaled deeply, letting the smoke fill my lungs and relax me.
"So what happened?"
"I-I....I didn't mean to Gee. It just happened."
"What exactly happened?"
"When I got home I decided I had to make love to Secret one last time before I told her about the stripper. She was so mad she left and went to Gabe's house which is where Pete is staying right now. She decided to hurt me as much as I had her so she slept with Pete then she felt bad about it and came home and told me. Gee, I was so pissed so I went over there and I-I.....I didn't mean to hurt him this bad. I swear I didn't."
Gerard sighed. "Is he going to tell anyone?"
"No, He told the doctor he didn't know who did it. He said someone jumped him."
"Frank, you need to get your temper in check. I know you were angry, hell I would have been too, but you nearly killed him. You are lucky he's just going to let this go."
"I know, Gee. I know."
"Come on, let's get back inside."
I followed him back to Pete's room where we all spent the day entertaining Pete until a nurse said visiting hours were over. Only one person was allowed to stay overnight so I stayed behind. I curled up beside him once again. I couldn't bring myself to leave his side for fear something bad would happen if I did.
xo britt
My heart dropped into my stomach as we stopped outside of Pete's room. Through the door I could see him lying in his hospital bed. He was deathly still the only movement being the steady rise and fall of his chest. The ventilator tube was shoved down his throat and attached to a machine that was helping him breathe. Wires and tubes seemed to snake in and out of his body, all were attached to different machines and medicine drips.
His face was swollen and bruised. Both of his eyes were blackened and his nose appeared to be broken. Purplish bruises dotted his jaw line and cheeks. His lips were split and swollen. A white bandage was wrapped tightly around the top of his head. It made me sick to know I had done this to him. To my best friend.
"I'll leave you with him. Visiting hours technically do not start for another two hours but I'll make an exception this time. If you need anything the nurses' station is at the end of this hall."
"Thank you doctor." I heard Secret mutter.
I sank into the chair beside Pete's bed and grasped his hand in mine. The salty tears poured from my eyes. Secret stood to Pete's other side.
"Pete, I am so sorry. You have to get better. Please Pete. I swear I didn't mean for this to happen. You are my best friend and I love you. Please get better."
The tears continued to streak my face as Secret tried to calm me by rubbing my back and stroking my hair. I felt horrible. I would do anything to switch places with him at this moment. If anyone deserved this it's me, not Pete.
I didn't move once from my spot nor did my grip on Pete's hand loosen for over two hours. Secret had passed out long ago in the chair in the corner of the room but I couldn't bring myself to close my eyes. My back ached and my ass had gone numb from slouching over Pete's bed for so long.
Pete was as small as me and the bed practically swallowed him whole. I decided to lay next to him. If I were to fall asleep I wanted to be sure he knew I was here for him and that I love him. As carefully as I could I crawled into the bed beside him, being sure not to disturb any of the wire or tubing around his body. I curled onto my side facing him with my face nestled into the crook of his neck and my left arm draped carefully across his stomach. The steady beeping of the heart monitor began to lull me to sleep. I felt my eyelids droop lazily before finally sliding shut and sending me into dreamland.
I awoke sometime later to the sensation of someone alternating between stroking my cheek and playing with my hair. After enjoying the comforting feeling for a few minutes I finally cracked my eyes open expecting to see Secret above me but instead I was met by Pete's gaze. He was stroking his fingertips across my cheek. Tears welled up in my eyes, spilling over to streak my cheeks. Pete's thumb gently wiped the salty liquid away.
"P-Pete, I'm so sor-ry. I didn't m-mean it. I l-love you. Please forgive m-me."
His fingers stopped caressing my cheek to make a motion through the air. It took me a few seconds to realize what he was asking for.
"You want something to write with?" He nodded.
"I'll be right back."
I went to the nurses' station and retrieved a pen and a small notepad. I returned to the room and placed them in Pete's hands. I watched as he scrawled across the page. When he was done he handed it to me and I read it.
'I'm sorry I fucked up. I shouldn't have allowed it to happen. Please forgive me. You are my best friend and I love you. I don't want to lose you.'
"No Pete. This is my fault. You are my best friend and I nearly killed you. It's me that needs your forgiveness."
He motioned for the pen and notepad once more and I waited as he wrote something before passing it back to me.
'Why don't we just forgive each other?'
"I would really like that." I smiled down at him.
He motioned for me to lay beside him once again. I happily obliged as I carefully crawled in beside him. I rested my head back into the crook of his neck and lay my arm back across his stomach. He resumed playing with my hair and I reached up to caress the battered skin of his cheek with my fingertips. We lay like that for awhile until a nurse came in to check on Pete's condition.
"Good morning. It's good to see you are awake. I'm nurse Nicole and I'll be taking care of you today, Mr. Wentz. Who is your friend here?"
"I'm his best friend, Frank."
"Well Frank, do you know what happened? Maybe you know who did this?"
"I-I....it was m-m...." I started but Pete clamped a hand over my mouth, silencing me. He motioned for his pen and notepad and I gave them to him. He quickly scribbled something across the page and gave it to the nurse.
'I didn't see who did this to me. I was walking home and it was dark. They jumped me then left me. I was able to call Frank for help and he brought me here.'
"So, you have no idea who would want to harm you?"
Pete shook his head. I felt my stomach do flip-flops. Pete was protecting me even after what I had done to him.
"Okay. Well, everything is looking good this morning. If you need anything just hit the call button."
"Thank you." I smiled gratefully at her. She nodded then left.
"Pete, why are you protecting me?"
He scribbled something down and handed it to me.
'I know you didn't mean to do this to me. I made a mistake and it's understandable what you did. I probably would have reacted the same way. Plus, you're my best friend and I love you unconditionally, Frankie.'
"I love you too, Pete. Please just promise me you are going to make it through this."
He scribbled something and passed it to me.
'I promise.'
Secret finally woke up a little while later. She was just as happy as I was to see Pete awake. She left the room long enough to grab us some coffee and call our friends. An hour later the room was crowded with our many friends worrying over Pete. Gerard and Brooklyn were the last ones to show up since they had to come from New York. After checking on Pete's condition Gerard pulled me from the room and drug me outside. He lit two cigarettes, handing one to me. I inhaled deeply, letting the smoke fill my lungs and relax me.
"So what happened?"
"I-I....I didn't mean to Gee. It just happened."
"What exactly happened?"
"When I got home I decided I had to make love to Secret one last time before I told her about the stripper. She was so mad she left and went to Gabe's house which is where Pete is staying right now. She decided to hurt me as much as I had her so she slept with Pete then she felt bad about it and came home and told me. Gee, I was so pissed so I went over there and I-I.....I didn't mean to hurt him this bad. I swear I didn't."
Gerard sighed. "Is he going to tell anyone?"
"No, He told the doctor he didn't know who did it. He said someone jumped him."
"Frank, you need to get your temper in check. I know you were angry, hell I would have been too, but you nearly killed him. You are lucky he's just going to let this go."
"I know, Gee. I know."
"Come on, let's get back inside."
I followed him back to Pete's room where we all spent the day entertaining Pete until a nurse said visiting hours were over. Only one person was allowed to stay overnight so I stayed behind. I curled up beside him once again. I couldn't bring myself to leave his side for fear something bad would happen if I did.
xo britt
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