His Name Is Wentz [REWRITE]

Chapter 17

I didn't tell Brendon.  I didn't want i tell him.  He acted like a dad to me my entire life and I knew he was going to flip his shit.  I stared at the engagement ring as I sat at Petes kitchen table.  He was taking a shower.  I twirled it around my hand feeling it's weight.  I placed it between my thumb and forefinger to get a closer look.  It looked somewhat old.  Pete kissed by neck from behind and wrapped his arms around my neck. 

"Hey" I said.  I slid the ring back on my finger.

"Hey, whats wrong?  Are you over thinking all of this again?" He asked.

"A little I guess" I sighed "I'm just over thinking the wedding" I lied "Where should we have it"

"Hmm" he mumbled in thought. He kissed down my neck "Where do you wanna have it?" he asked.  He nibbled a little bit. 

"Why're you so horny?" I sighed.

"Cause you're sexy" he said sliding his hands down my stomach.  I stood up to get him off me.

"Peter" I said. 

"Okay, I'm sorry" he said.

"It always turns into sex" I said.  He stared at me sadly.

"Sex is all I know Patrick.  I'm trying" He said.  I frowned at him.  "I really am" He was being honest.  I saw it in his eyes. 

"I know.  I'm sorry, I'm just really stressed.  H-how do I tell Brendon?" I asked. 

"You haven't told him yet?" he asked in shock and probably anger. 

"I don't know when it's the right time.  I need your advice, don't be angry, just be my future husband.  Please" He nodded.  He bit the inside of his lip.

"We can do it together if you want" He said.  "We'll just tell him together and get it over with"

"He's gonna be so pissed" I whispered shaking my head.

"He's not your dad" he said "You don't need his word"

"I don't need anyones word.  I wanna marry you and that's that" He smiled a little.  "Let's go tell him.  Because it's not his choice.  It's mine"
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I knocked on Brendons door.  Pete squeezed my hand as he pulled the door open. 

"Hey" He said "You didn't call.  Ryans making some food but you can come in" He moved so we could come in. 

"Bren, I have to tell you something" I said.  He looked at me in concern. 

"Are you pregnant?" he asked me.

"I don't think that's anatomically possible-"

"Pete chill dude I was kidding" Brendon laughed "Whats up?" He smiled warmly at me. 

"I-I" I gulped "Peter wants to tell you something" Pete looked at me and glared "Sorry" I mouthed.  He looked back at Brendon.

"Patrick and I are getting married" He said.  Brendon snorted and laughed.  We stared at him in confusion.

"That was good.  Seriously though what's up"

"No, that's it Brendon.  We really are getting married.  Look" I said holding my hand up.  He raised his eyebrows and grabbed my left hand.  He stared at the ring. 

"Wait a minute" he said "You've only been dating for two months!" he yelled. 

"I know but-"

"Patrick if this is about money-"

"Excuse me!?" I yelled "This isn't about money!  I don't need a man to provide for me I'm damn well fine on my own!" I stepped forward.

"Then whats this about huh?  Sex?" he asked glaring at the both of us.