I love you...really part 12
I really don't understand why Pete left. I was hurt and he was there for me and nothing was going wrong. I really wonder sometimes....but why now...why leave when everything is going fine? He took some clothes and notebooks but the rest is still here. I hope he's okay. I don't want him to get hurt.
I woke up three days after Pete left and still no sign of him. I walked into the kitchen to find Andy crying. Joe was sleeping on the couch in the livingroom and my mom was over. They all looked very sad. But I had no clue what was going on. I don't know why they were in my house not that I minded.
"Um good morning mom....Andy....um what's wrong?" I started.
"Well something happened...to uh....well to Pete." Andy managed to choke out.
"I'm so sorry Patrick sweetie...you'll get through this." My mom assured me.
"What? What are you two talking about, Pete said he'd be back. He said he just needed to think about some things." That's when I got dizzy and my knees gave way. I passed out. Confussed and scared. Scared of what they were trying to tell me.Then I woke up in my bed with Joe and Andy by my side.
"What.....WHAT HAPPENED TO PETE. WHERE IS HE?!?! IS HE OKAY?!?! I-II-I NEED TO SEE HIM. GET HIM OVER HERE NOW!!!!!!" I screamed.
"Patrick....you need to know...it's hard to believe...but Pete...Pete is gone...he's.....he's dead....he killed himself yesterday." Joe mumbled.
I didn't understand a single word they said after that. It was all a blur. That's when it hit me. He went into a depression again but this time it worked.