Kill Daddy [Peterick]

Twenty

Pete's POV

There is no doubt in my mind, I want to kill Brendon. He thinks he can lure me in, just because he has Patrick.
He had nothing on me, and I make all the rules.
I won't abandon you my baby boy... Now I realize how wrong I was before.

I dialed the phone number of Brendon, I asked Patrick gave me. And waited impatiently for him to answer.

"Hello?"

"Putting someone as cute as Patrick in a cell, is very rude... He doesn't belong in with those people."

He chuckled, "Pete Wentz, I must say I'm shocked by you're call. Patrick isn't in a cell, he's right here with me."

"You want to speak to me, then we will... On my terms."

"I don't think so, if you have nothing to hide why not the station?"

I sighed, "then I'll be treated like I am a criminal and unlike you I have a reputation to keep. Besides we would just be talking... Then we'll both go our own ways. I know you want to know about me and about Patrick."

"I do... And I'll agree to this then. Try anything though and I'll shoot you!"

"We'll be somewhere in public, possibly a cafe. I haven't had a nice cup of coffee in a while."

He paused for a moment before answering. "Fine, sounds like a plan, but I'll chose the place."

He told me of a near by cafe shop and we would met up in about an hour.

"One more thing Urie... I want Patrick to be there too."

"Patrick is under arrest."

"You seriously have nothing on him. You could easily let him go, I want him there" I say... "I can't even believe you would think about putting back in that gross cell. He was like your son for six years!"

"Alright... I'll bring him. After all I don't like him in there either."

I smiled, "since he is there can I speak to him?"

He took another pause.

"You could put it in speaker if you want" I said.

"Pete..." I heard Patrick say.

My smile grew wider. "My baby boy, are you okay?"

"I'm fine Pete, we just talked like twenty minutes ago remember?"

I laughed, "it felt like forever... Am I on speaker?"

"Yeah... Brendon is pacing around the room hearing everything."

"Trick, I should have been there six years ago... Just like I am now."

"... There's no point in bringing that up anymore Pete."

I sighed, "I know, I'm sorry. I wish you would forgive me and love me like you did when you were younger. Now I think it's too late, after all this misunderstanding, I'll leave you alone... Patrick?" I asked after I didn't hear anything.

"Sorry. I was just thinking... Pete I don't think I want you to leave, I need you."

I felt my heart skip a beat. Patrick, needs me, he loves me.

Before I could respond Brendon took back the phone. "Times up, don't be late." was the last thing he said before hanging up the phone.

I'm getting Patrick back, and I'll show Brendon who he should never mess with.