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sorry I was gone for so long. I took a break away from Wattpad because I was borderline obsessed. It gave me more free time to write and talk to other frens, but I missed you all, especially my little buddy. sorry for leaving you little one. kay. No triggers today, except maybe the chance of tears. from you guys.


do you guys want a character Q and A? i'll put the characters down below and you can ask away. I'll put the answers up when I get enough questions. k go read.

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Patrick woke up that Friday morning, but instead of feeling happy that happiness of finally not having to wear white, he felt the same pit of guilt in his stomach that he had yesterday.

He rolled over in his bed and looked over to Pete's side to see that he wasn't there.

Patrick almost fell out of bed and looked around. When he saw no sign of Pete, he decided to give up and get dressed. 

Pete came rushing into the room and closing the door. he panted heavily and looked over at Patrick who was heading to the bathroom to shower and change.

"d...don't....don't bother. We can't leave" Pete said, out of breath.

Patrick turned around with a confused face. "why?" he asked, putting his clothes down.

Pete shrugged and sat down on his bed. He was out of breath from running away from Melanie who was angry at him for forgetting to give back the switchblade.

Patrick sat back in his bed and looked up at the ceiling. "But I'm hungry" he said.

After going a couple of days without food, Patrick was starting to get weaker and tried not to be too suspicious with his eating disorder. He still wanted to drop jus ten more pounds.

Pete had an idea. It was a bad, risky idea but they couldn't leave and knowing how little the staff actually cared about them, they weren't going to be fed for a while.

But Pete trusted Patrick.

"Patrick, im gonna do something weird, and you can't freak out." he said.

Patrick nodded and started at Pete.

Pete's eyes pitched and two plates of eggs, bacon and toast appeared. He gave one to Patrick who was staring with wide eyes.

"H-How did you do that?!" he asked. He obviously took the plate and started eating because if he didn't he would surely pass out.

Pete shrugged. "I don't know. I've been able to do it since I was little" he said, starting to eat as well.

The two sat in silence as they finished and Pete made the plates disappear.

"that's amazing Petey-" Patrick said, before slapping a hand over his mouth. He didn't mean to say that.

Pete blushed a little and looked down. "Nobody has called me that in years" he said.

"why did they stop? it's a nice nickname" Patrick asked. Pete shrugged.

"when people saw me as a threat and stopped talking to me all together" he said sadly.

Patrick gasped softly. "Why? you aren't that threatening..." He said, reaching over t touch Pete's hand.

"I killed my foster parents. a lot of them. When they caught me, the authorities found out that I was insane. Schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, insomnia, a habit of self harm and harming others. so I was sent to a juvenile detention until I was 14. Then I was sent here" Pete said, looking up at Patrick. "that's why I don't have many friends"

"I'm your friend" Patrick said, grabbing Pete's hand and sitting next to him. They both perked up as they heard the soft click of the room door being locked from the outside.

"thank you Patrick" Pete said. He hesitantly put his head on Patrick's shoulder as Patrick started to pet his blonde hair and smiled at him.

"no problem..." Patrick said hesitantly.

Pete sighed. "just say it"

"Petey" Patrick said cheerfully. Pete sighed again and enjoyed the feeling of Patrick's hands in his hair as he was slowly drifting to sleep.

"awe. is Petey sleepy Patrick teased.

Pete growled and raised his head a little. " I'm gonna start taking away your Petey privileges" He said sternly to which Patrick gasped.

"No!" he whined.

"awe. does pattycakes wanna keep calling me Petey?" Pete smirked and said with the same mocking tone.

Patrick pouted and crossed his arms. "You're a meanie!"

"you're a child" Pete said, in a dismissing manner. Patrick stood up and walked to the other end of the room while crossing his arms.

Pete whined and reached out to Patrick. "Noooooooooo come back!" he said.

Patrick laughed and sat back down on the bed. "fine you big baby" He said.

Pete cheered and laid back on Patrick's shoulder.

"hey Patrick?" he asked. Patrick looked over to Pete who was starting to close his eyes.

"yeah?" Patrick asked nervously. he thought Pete was going to expose him, maybe he knew that he read his book.

but what he said next made Patrick feel worse than exposed. It made the guilt in his stomach worse and made him want to cry.

Pete looked up at Patrick with tired whiskey eyes and smiled at him. He then whispered three simple words that made Patrick tear up.

"I trust you"

Patrick almost let out a sob. "Thank you Petey" he choked out. Pete nodded and fell asleep on Patrick's shoulder.

Patrick had to bite his lip to conceal his sobs. He laid his head on Pete's and eventually fell asleep from crying.

"so let me get this straight, Patrick read Pete's book without permission, then Pete started to trust him and now he's guilty?" Toxin asked, as we walked around the old asylum. Everything was broken down from the wars and the random looting.

"exactly" I said. The twelve year old groaned (sorry if I said that he was a different age, he is 12)

"that's an asshole move" he said, dragging his feet down the hallway behind me. I swear, sometimes I wish his parents were here for him.

"don't say that. That's rude" I said, stopping and crossing my arms.

" can you tell me something about my parents?" he asked. I've always told him the same story every time he asked.

"okay, your father was very talented and secretive, and your mother was a whoreish psychopathic rapist. That's how you were born" I said in my monotone voice.

"ouch" he said sarcastically.

well it was the truth......

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Patrick🌺

Pete📓

Gerard👑

Frank

Joe🤣

Andy💕

Mikey👓

Ray

Brendon💥

Ryan🌹

Spencer🤞

Dallon🌲

Tyler❤🖤

Josh🖤❤

Melanie🔪💖

BIllie💙

Catherine🖤

and the author aka Me! 💜

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