Chapter 17: If You Cant Hang

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If you can't hang then
There's the door baby.
-Sleeping With Sirens

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-TIG16

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It takes one look at Pete and his tear filled eyes to see he's not lying.

My breathing is now at a normal pace but his isn't.

He tugs at his roots and goes over to the wall punching it.

I gasp.

"Fuck them!!! God I hate them!" he screams hitting the wall until there's a hole.

I rush over to him and bring his hand away from the wall. It was still in a fist so I losses it and kiss his now bloody hand.

I then hold his hand.

I quickly pull him into a hug.

He breaks down sobbing into my shoulder.

"Shhh baby, call down its ok. I don't care oK?" ok maybe I care a little but ill be alright.

"Yes you do but I swear that was the old me I could never even think of doing that-" he sobs.

I stop him by shaking my head.

"Hey it's alright I promise it's ok." I say softly and soothingly.

He nod and sniffs removing his hand from mine and wrapping his arms around my waist.

I hug him back rubbing his back softly.

"What would I so without you Hero Grace Urie?" he asks snuggling his head in my neck.

I giggle.

"Punch another hole in the wall."

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