Atavan Halen (Peterick fanfiction)

Break Ups and Make Ups (Chapter 12)

(A/N it's late I know sorry guys my cousin is here. She's acting like a retard and attempting to twerk. On the floor. How am I related to her? XD ILY. ~Samantha~)



*Patrick's POV*


Pete and I were watching tv when we heard a special knock. Brendon.



*Brendon's POV*


"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THIS TO ME!" I yelled.
"Brendon... I'm so sorry..." Dallon said, wrapping his arm around me.
"Get off me!" I jerked. "Goodbye Dallon," I said grabbing my keys and ranting out the door.

I went to the only people who could possibly make me feel better. Pete and Patrick's. I knocked on the door with our special knock that only we know. I hear footsteps until Patrick swings open the front door.

"Brendon?" He says.
"Patrick," I reply throwing myself into his arms, sobbing.
"What's wrong?" He asks.
"Dallon... He..."
"He what?"
"He hit me."

I hear glass shatter as Pete scrambled over to us. He must have been drinking a beer or something...?
"He hit you?" Pete gasped.
"Yes," I sniffle.
"Why?" Patrick added.
"I don't remember."
"Well the important thing is that you're okay," Pete sighed.
"All I remember is me doing something and then us yelling at each other and then I had a handprint on my face," I cried.
"Well you're okay now, physically?" Patrick asked.
"Yeah I'm fine," I say.
"Dallon's gonna get it," Pete said.
"Don't..." I said.
"Please?" Pete begged.
"No, I want to set things straight myself I just need somewhere to go right now, I told him goodbye and just left."
"You can stay with us," Patrick offered.
"Thanks guys," I said.


*Pete's POV*


Brendon has been staying with us for a little bit now, and I'm kind of liking it here with him around. He's so silly and cooky, but still has emotional breakdowns about Dallon. (A/N so teenage girl.)

"Brendon sshhhh it's okay," Patrick said.
"No it's not."
"Maybe you should go talk to him," he suggested.
"Yeah," I said.
"I don't know..." Brendon sobbed.
"You really should," Patrick said.
"O-okay," Brendon sniffed.


*Brendon's POV*


I have to go talk to him. I pick up all my courage and unlocked the door. I see this place is a wreck, with empty beer bottles everywhere. I see Dallon asleep out on the couch.

"Dallon...?" I said, poking his face.
"Hmm?" He groaned.
"It's me Brendon."
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"Listen, we need to talk."
"Okay."

We talked and argued until we both started crying our eyes out, holding each other.

"I'm so sorry Brendon," he said.
"It's okay, just don't hurt me anymore."
"Okay, I promise."




(A/N OMG so short. Ooohhhh the feels. ;-; NOMG any ways Life Isn't a Hallmark Movie is coming out in a few weeks! Seems so long but you know it'll come eventually. ILY. ~Samantha~)