The Only Hope For Me Is You

Pete's POV

"It's... um... a fairly funny story if you think about it..." I shakily stuttered to Gerard.
"Really?! Because I don't find anything funny about it! Tell me what the fuck happened right now Pete!" Gerard screamed. His voice was probably heard a mile down the street.
"Well... ahaha. It's um..." I said back. I didn't know what to say or how I was going to say it.

I looked at Patrick and from the look in his eyes, I knew I had to spit it out. I just couldn't tell Gerard the truth in fear of losing Frank. I don't know what it is but when I'm around Frank I feel... different. So much different, and so much better, than how I felt when I was with Kellin. I feel like I'm needed. I never felt anything but disgust when I was with Kellin. Frank was different and amazing. I didn't want to tell Gerard that I beat his precious Frank and risk losing him. I couldn't.

"Pete." I heard Patrick's soft shaky voice say out loud.
"Yea?" I answered shyly.
"Can we talk in the um kitchen for a sec?" Trick said nodding toward the entrance to his kitchen and faking a smile. Trick looked at Gerard questionally and Gerard nodded, but with disapproval.

Once we were in the kitchen I hopped up on the counter by the fridge, biting my lip while watching my Converse swing back and forth beneath me.

"Pete, you have to tell him what happened. I don't want you to get hurt either but this isn't going away and you need to tell him the truth." Trick said.

He was always the big brother that gave great advice, I just didn't know how to follow it all the time.

"I know Patrick I just need time to think about what I'm going to say." I told him half honestly. It was true, I didn't know how to tell Gerard that I beat the crap out of Frank but I also didn't want to end up losing Frank.
"Well you don't have time. You should have thought about this last night. You knew Gerard was coming to get him." Patrick said sternly.
"C'mon Trick, just stall me. Please. I just need a few minutes. I-" Patrick cut me off, his voice loud and full of anger.
"No Pete! I'm not stalling you! You are going to go out there and tell Gerard that YOU are the reason that Frank is all beat up! No matter what may happen! You did this to yourself and now you're going to deal with the consequence!"
I looked up to see not only Patrick's face flushed red and full of anger but also Gerard's at the doorway... great! He just heard all of that.

"Pete is the reason that my Frankie is all bruised up?!" Gerard yelled. Not giving Patrick or I any time to answer, Gerard lunged at me. Not only knocking my head into the cabinet behind me but also pulling me off of the counter and onto the ground.

Gerard sat on my stomach and began throwing punched towards my face. He hit me every time and I could taste the blood rushing from my nose when Gerard stopped and turned around. I looked up at him and all I could see was pure fear on his face. I looked over to see what he was looking at and it was Frank, on the floor crying. I guess he must have screamed.

Gerard got off of me and began to make his way to Frank but before he could get to him Trick grabbed me and Frank and led us out to him car. He started it and we began driving.

Notes

Hey.! Sorry for the super belated update, It's been a rough month.... but I hope you guys like it.! Was it shit? I feel like it was shit... Oh well. I LOVE YOU GUYS THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH THIS TERRIBLE STORY. It means a lot to me. Which reminds me, Patrick Stump tweeted me last night guys. AHHH.! Okayy, well thank you, I love you. Rate, Subscrbe, Tell your friends. Whatever.