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It's Not Love If It's Just Fucking

Chapter 33- So I Can't Hurt You Anymore

Dee's P.O.V

To my surprise, Pete sat on the floor and hugged his legs to his chest and...cried. "I'm so sorry, Dee." He says after he calms down. "Help me, please."
I stare at him. What's happening?
He stares at me. "Please, Dee." He says sadly. "I need locking up so I can't hurt you anymore."
I shake my head."I don't understand."
He wipes his face. "I never wanted to hurt you. Alan told me to. He won't leave me alone. He told me that I had to hit you when you rejected me."
I frown. Alan? I don't get this.
"He wouldn't leave me alone till I did. Then he told me to kidnap you. I wasn't supposed to give you your mobile or the oxygen. But I didn't want you to die. I love you, you see. I always have done. Alan said I should take you by force if you said no. But I never wanted to hurt you."
I move towards him on my knees, stopping an inch from him. "Pete? Who's Alan?"
He looks straight at me. "My friend. That guy thats always with me."
"You mean your brother, Arnie?"
He shakes his head and points behind me. "No. Him."
I look behind me. There's no one there. I look back at Pete. "Pete? Theres no one there. We're alone."
He shakes his head. "Don't say that. Your making him angry. When he geta angry he makes me hurt myself or he'll make me hurt you."
"Let me get you help." I say. He smiles at me. "I need to phone your brother. Do you have your phone?"
He reaches into his jeans pocket and passes me his mobile. I dial Arnie. He answers straight away.
Arnie: "What the fuck do you want?"
Me: "It's Dee."
Arnie: "Dee? What are you doing with Petes phone?"
Me: "He needs you. We're at the abandoned theatre."
Arnie: "I'm not helping that bastard. You shouldn't either after what he did to you."
Me: "He's ill. He thinks he's being ordered to do stuff by a invisible guy named Alan."
Suddenly Pete whines and puts his hands over his ears. "No. I won't hurt her again. Never again. Go away. Please leave me alone. No. No. No. Go away." I try to get closer to calm him down. But he grabs a gun out of his pocket and points it at me. I drop the phone. As usual, it breaks. Dee the mobile smasher strikes again.
I sit back on my feet and put my hands up. "Give me the gun, Pete." I say. "Alan can not control you. You control yourself. Fight it."
Pete whines again. "I can't do it."

Frank's P.O.V

None of us could sit still. We were all worried about Dee. She's been gone for about nine hours now. Oli, Billie, Jeremy, Amy, Ray, Bob and Mikey were all really pissed off. They were the closet to Dee out of this group. Ed was out looking for her. Gerard called every half hour. He managed to do the concert. He even convinced the crowd that nothings wrong. But as soon as he got off stage, he called us. Then he signed autographs. Then he called us. He got back to the hotel. Then he called us. He had a shower. Then he called us.
Bob tried to get everyone motivated. Just like last time. Problem was Oli and Jeremy weren't having any of it. But he didn't give in.

Dee's P.O.V

Pete was shaking, but he passed me the gun. I pulled him into a hug and rubbed his back.
"It's okay, Pete." I soothed. "I'm going to get you the best help I can. I promise."
Suddenly Arnie ran in and jumped up onto the stage. "Pete?" He said. Pete looked up at him then got up to hug him. "It's okay. I'm here."
I stood up and looked at Arnie. "Get him help. He said he wants to be locked up. I will pay whatever bill there is. I don't care how much it costs. I want the old Pete back."
Arnie nodded. "Thank you, Dee. We owe you so much more than money."
I shake my head. "We'll call it even if you get the old Pete back. Agreed?"
"Agreed."

Time Lapse>>>>>>>>>>

Outside Dee's home.

I stared at my door. I had Arnie drop me off and told him not to stay. I took the gun to give to Ed. I know one of the group would have called him. Arnie put the gun in a plastic bag. Now all I have to do is face my friends. But I can't see straight. I'm so tired. I push the door open and Frank rushes towards me as I black out.

Notes

So Pete's not a a-hole after all. He's just ill. Poor guy.xxx

Comments

@Sharpest_Life_B
Yeah. My son always says it. It's annoying. Lol.xxx

My little brothers would always say 'Gaayyy' to things when they were younger too. Haha Now it's my hubby. What's w these guys? Strange humor I guess.

Sharpest_Life_B Sharpest_Life_B
2/20/15

WE LOVE YOU TOO
This was an awesome story and I loved it from the begining
Can't wait for the sequel!

Left Shark Left Shark
12/26/14

Last chapter...Next
*Wipes away tear*
Love this so much!

Left Shark Left Shark
12/22/14

Ah! love it ^-^

TwEnTyTwO TwEnTyTwO
12/20/14