Pete frowned, Brendon handed him the letter. His body was sick of responding to them. Even if he didn't have to write these all out, he reacted and he felt something.
His body wanted him to stop.
Stop feeling stuff.
And he wanted to figure out who the person was.
dear pete
this is going to explain things.
i'm sorry
"people are leaves they can't stay forever."- s.y.k.
That explained nothing.
That letter hurt Pete.
He remembered the words.
A soft pair of lips formed them.
The alcohol taste.
Nicotine based.
Love.
Kisses.
Blood.
Stars.
Maybe that night saved him more than he thought.
Pete tried to piece the thoughts together.
Love, kisses, blood, and stars.
Ah Please Vote.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
To people who leave: {petekey} (editing)
Fanfic"People are like leaves, they can't stay forever." Pete Wentz knows this. Someone tells him this everyday. Everyday Pete gets a letter from someone he supposedly doesn't know, or at least that's what they say. He knows basically everything about th...
