hello there again, frens!

TW: not much, just bullying and talks of suicide. 

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Pete walked into the cafeteria with a smile on his face for the first time in years. 

He walked to the table where his friends were sitting. Melanie and Brendon looked at Pete with slightly concerned expressions. They haven't seen Pete happy in god knows how long.  

"what's got you so happy?" Brendon asked, after swallowing a bite of an apple. 

Pete shrugged. Even his friends knew that he couldn't be 'just happy' That doesn't exist for him. If Pete was happy for no reason, that would be a cause of concern. 

"can't I just be happy?" Pete asked, even knowing the answer himself. 

Melanie narrowed her eyes at Pete. "sure, you can be happy" she said, pausing for a second. "when hell freezes over"

Pete let out a small chuckle. He knew that it was Patrick that got him this happy. It was the beautiful angel boy with the shiny blue eyes and the infectious giggle that made you want to hug him tightly all the damn time. 

the sweet and innocent-

Theif?

Pete rolled his eyes at the annoying voice in his head. Yes, Patrick was a thief. But he stopped. And isn't that what's important? That you know that he won't do it again?

or will he?

nonoononononoonnoonono!!! Pete loves and trusts Patrick. He looked over to see Patrick storming out of the cafeteria. 

Pete turned to Melanie. "what the hell was that about?" He asked. Melanie and Brendon shrugged. 

"who cares?" Melanie asked. Brendon nodded. 

Pete shrugged and stood up with Brendon to get breakfast. Everyone else on the line stared at Brendon with pity in their eyes. 

Brendon cringed a little. "what?" He asked. 

Everyone turned away. what the hell?

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Pete stayed close to Brendon during the group therapy, as people were still staring at them- well staring at Brendon. 

Brendon was starting to get annoyed with people looking at him with pure pity. that was making him a little sick. 

Even Pete knew that the one thing Brendon hated more than his sex drive was being pitied. That drove him crazy. 

Pete looked at Brendon with a concerned expression. Brendon sighed in annoyance at the people looking at him like he was a lost and hurt puppy. 

The group therapist, Dr Quinn cleared his throat. "everyone can stop staring at Mr Urie. He is not that interesting" He said. 

Pete was alright with Dr Quinn since he was always straightforward with the group. He took no bullshit and told everything how it was. He was also never afraid to give his opinion on something. In short: He was just the fucking best. 

Everyone looked away from Brendon and faced Dr Quinn. 

"I'm just sorry for him," A girl named Taylor said from across the room. 

Pete rolled his eyes. Nobody usually ever gave a shit about Brendon. Even when it was clear that he was slicing his wrist open several times a day, nobody even bats an eye in his direction. 

The only reason people are ever concerned with them is when drama is involved with what happened. Like the time where Melanie slapped the shit out of Catherine. Pete wasn't gonna lie, that was one of the most entertaining days he had ever had in this plain and boring ass mental hospital. 

"I call bullshit," Pete said. All eyes were on him at that moment. Dr Quinn was too interested in the conversation to tell Pete to watch his mouth. 

Taylor shook her head. "shut up, Pete. And get your roommate under control before you lose another friend" she said. 

Pete raised an eyebrow. What had Patrick done? And Pete tried to ignore the fact that Taylor said 'another' friend. 

"Patrick only said the truth," Catherine said, in an annoyed tone. 

Pete and Brendon's  eyes widened. "what did Patrick do?" Brendon asked, now more than slightly concerned. 

Taylor sighed. "he told Brendon to kill himself." she said as if it were a thing that everyone knew already which, they kind of already did. 

Pete's eyes widened. "Patrick would never say that!" He said. Everyone gave him a dismissing look. 

Pete looked to Brendon who was just as confused as he was.

"Patrick never said that to me," Brendon said, with an eye roll. Rumours spread quicker than a wildfire around there. 

Dr Quinn gasped with everyone else. He was such a drama king sometimes. 

Gerard looked over at Pete and Brendon. Yes, he was in this group too. 

"do you know who started the rumour in the first place?" He asked, trying to figure out who hated Patrick enough to say this. 

Everyone shrugged. It stayed quiet before Taylor spoke up. "I heard it from Catherine," She said.

All eyes were on Catherine, who held her hands up in defence. "Patrick is the love of my life and the father of my future children. I would never start that rumour." She said. "I heard it from Marci" 

Gerard shook his head. "first of all, you're delusional because Patrick does not like you" He said with a small laugh. "and second of all, My BROTHER would never start that rumour. and he would never tell you"

Pete giggled a little but turned serious. Would Mikey start that rumour? no. Mikey was out to get him, not Patrick. 

Patrick was his best friend. He would never do that to him. 

would he?

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I am so sorry for the late updates. I am going to be taking a small break from this story, just so I can get a few more good ideas. I really want this to last as long as possible because I love this and I love all of you. 

Anyway, since letters to my lover is ending, what short story should I do next. Your comments would be highly appreciated. 

anyway, have a good day/afternoon/night everyone 

- Gee