mental illness » peterick

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Dedicated to HaileyUrie <333

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Like the drama queen I am, I stormed out of the room and into the bathroom.

God, I feel like such an asshole now.

He was just trying to apologize.

Patrick Stump, you are an idiot. Everyone thinks you're fucking psychotic.

"Shut up." I whispered.

Mikey, Gerard, and Frank aren't your friends. They feel bad for you. You're fucking pathetic, you know that?

"Please." Sobbing uncontrollably, I slid down on the floor.

You're nothing but a pitiful bastard.

The door suddenly swung open.

"Patrick, please get up." Josh said.

...

"It really hurts me to see you like this."

...

I felt him arm's wrap around me. He rubbed my back.

"It's okay. When you're ready to talk, we can. I don't want to push you. I understand if you want to go to your room just promise me you'll talk to me before the day's over?"

"Okay." I croaked.

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After nearly three hours of feeling bad for myself, I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

"You should eat."

It was Mikey.

"I'm not hungry." I mumbled.

"Well I brought you a sandwich just incase you get hungry."

"Thanks."

"Uh, Mikey?"

"Yes?"

"Am I...am i pathetic?"

"What?"

"Fuck. Nevermind."

"Patrick, you're not pathetic-"

Mikey phone rang loudly.

"What Frank? Shit, im coming. Bye."

"What happened?"

"Gerard. He's going to kick Pete's ass."

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When Frank and I made our way to the cafeteria, we had to push through a crowd of people.

Gerard's hands were already wrapped around Pete's neck.
Frank was trying his best to get him off of Pete but it wasn't working.

Mikey forcefully pushed Gerard off Pete and onto the floor.

"Go." Mikey said to Pete, while holding Gee back.

"What the hell, Mike! I was teaching that motherfucker a lesson."

"You nearly killed him." I yelled.

"Are you seriously standing up for him right now?"

I kept quiet. He was right. Why am I standing up for him?