Rocking hard and out...

alexis

Chapter Thirty
My Heart Is the Worst Kind of Weapon

Pete's POV

This story's getting old.

The home wrecker with a heart of gold.

Keep you locked up in the trunk of my mind.

K-K-Keep talking, keep this alive.

Patrick's POV

I ran in the direction that Alexis had gone and kept on running. It was now raining outside when I saw her lying in the street. "Alexis?" I ran over to her body. "Alexis?" I shook her arm. "P-Patrick?" she said, trying to get up. "Alexis, oh my God, what happened, I'm so sorry, what have I done?" I said, cradling her in my arms. "It's okay now, I won't be around much longer, a car, it, it hit me as I ran," she said. "No, no," I sobbed, choking on my own tears which mixed with the beating rain. "You know, it was always for the best, I'm sorry the pain I caused," Alexis whispered, her life force fading away.

I'll be there when your heart stops beating,

I'll be there when your last breath's taken away,

In the dark, when there's no one listening

In the times we both get carried away.

"Please, don't go, just, just stay I'll get you to a hospital," I tried to say through my choking tears and sobs. "Patrick, thank you, this is more than I could have ever asked for, I love- I love-," Alexis said in the last breath she would ever take. "What, Alexis, what do you love?" I said, trying not to realize she was gone. "Alexis," I whispered, putting my head over her chest. There was no heart beat. Alexis was gone, forever.

The end.

alexis

Chapter Twenty Nine
You're Too Much Pretty to Feel Blue

Patrick's POV

Showtime. Pete and Joe were standing adjacent to me, Andy in the back, all ready to go. By now I was sure that everyone had heard about Pete and I's fight because Andy and Joe kept giving me strange looks. Alexis, along with Avery and Sam stood on the side of the stage looking on. Avery and Sam smiled at me but Alexis just hung her head in shame. "Tonight, ladies and gentleman, oh f**k that, you guys aren't ladies and gents are you?" Pete said into the microphone. The audience yelled back screams and "No!" "Well tonight, boys and girls, we have a show to die for, not only is Fall Out Boy going to play but, PANIC! AT THE DISCO!" Pete shouted into the microphone. The audience pratically went insane. The members of Panic! walked on stage and said into their own seperate microphones greetings of hello.

They walked back offstage and Pete began to play the opening notes of "Dance Dance" on his bass. "What the f**k are you doing Pete?" I said away from the microphone. "Sing Patrick," he playfully replied back.

She says she's no good with words but I'm worse
Barely stuttered out
"A joke of a romantic" or stuck to my tongue
Weighed down with words too over-dramatic
Tonight it's "it can't get much worse"
Vs. "no one should ever feel like.."

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I'll write them
So you need them just to get by

That's when Pete whispered into the microphone, "We're going into D-Minor"

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me

You always fold just before you're found out
Drink up its last call
Last resort
But only the first mistake and I...

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I'll write them
So you need them just to get by

Why don't you show me the little bit of spine
You've been saving for his mattress, love

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me

Why don't you show me the little bit of spine
You've been saving for his mattress (mattress, mattress)
I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead

Dance this is the way they'd love (way they'd love)
Dance this is the way they'd love (way they'd love)
Dance this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me

Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance

I looked at Pete who smiling back at me, it wasn't a nice smile either, it was the evil creepy smile. "Guys, cut it out, we have a show to play," Joe said to Pete and I, "No more surprise numbers." Pete and I nodded back. "That last song was for someone I have just recently met, she's standing backstage right now," Pete said to the audience. What the hell was Pete doing? He was acting like he was nuts. The audience seemed to think that this was part of the show and they shouted, "Who??" Oh no, Pete. No way. I shot him a look and he just ignored me. "That's for us to know and you to never find out," Joe said into his microphone, sternly looking at Pete.

The rest of show went as planned, no more suprise acts from Pete. We walked offstage and Panic! went on. Pete was already talking with Alexis in a corner of the stage. "-look I just," Pete was saying before I walked over. "You can have her, Pete, all she is a little slut," I said to Pete and Alexis. Alexis reached out her hand, smacked me across the face and went off running, tears in her eyes. "Patrick, wow, what an incredible thing to say to someone you love," Pete said in a disbelieving tone. "Pssh, I don't love her," I said. Oh yes you do. "Patrick. Yes you do," Pete said, almost reading my mind. "Well there is nothing I can do now," I replied. "Go. Go after her, Patrick," Pete said, pushing me in the direction she went.

alexis

Chapter Twenty Eight
The Kid Was Alright, But it Went to His Head

Alexis's POV

I knew this morning would be extremely awkward. Brendon was out cold on the floor and Pete and Patrick were both up, both sitting at opposite sides of the breakfast nook in the small kitchen. I sat watching everything from the couch and wondering if they were going to destroy each other. Pete took a rather harsh sip of his coffee and slammed the mug down, splashing coffee all over Patrick. "Alright, lover boy, you wanna play? Let's play," Patrick said, getting up from his seat and grabbing Pete by the neck of his shirt. "Stop it! Stop it!" I yelled, getting up from the couch. "Just back off, back off, Alexis," Patrick said as Pete punched him in the arm. "What the hell is going on?" Brendon said, hopping up from his spot on the floor. Patrick had regained control of Pete and had him in a choke hold. Brendon ran over and pulled Patrick off Pete and Pete fell into my waiting arms, clutching his throat and out of breath. "Pete, you always fucking screw everything up! It was your idea that started this band and you know what, it cost me my last relationship!" Patrick shouted at Pete. "It's not his fucking fault you worked your ass off instead of seeing her!" I said, coming to Pete's defense. "Alexis is right," Brendon said, releasing his hold on a now calmer Patrick. Pete lifted himself out my arms and stared at Patrick, and walked to his room, all in silence.

"Goddammit, Patrick! You couldn't let him explain himself, let alone me," I shouted at Patrick. "What was I to do? You were fucking around with my best friend!" Patrick yelled back. "Okay guys, no need to yell, don't strain your voices," Brendon, the voice of reason, chimed in. I lowered my voice and replied, "Pete obviously had feelings for me and he has trouble containing them Patrick, can you understand if I want to help him with these feelings?" "I guess I can," Patrick said, looking at the floor in shame. "Oh Patrick, no need to be shameful, we all make mistakes," I said, coming over and putting an arm around him. "Alexis?" Patrick said, very quietly and in a low voice. "Yes?" I replied. "I can forgive you but, as far as being in a relationship, I-I can't say," Patrick said, some tears coming from his eyes. "Oh, oh, well I understand," I said in disbelief. "I'm glad you understand," Patrick said, gently pushing my arm off him and going to take a shower.

It was over for Patrick and I. One stupid incident and it ended. Brendon came over to me and put his arm around me in comfort. I pulled him into an embrace and sobbed onto his shoulder. "It's okay, it'll be alright," Brendon whispered into my ear. "Brendon?" I said, pulling away from the hug. "Mmm?" he replied. "I need to talk to Pete, alone," I said. Brendon nodded and I walked over to Pete's room. I knocked on the door. "Pete?" I said. No reply. I walked into the room and Pete was lying on the bed, eyes shut. "Go away," he said. "Pete, I- We need to talk," I said, sitting on the bed next to him. "What is there to talk about? I mean Patrick hates me now, and I'm sure you do too," he replied, looking at me. "Pete, I don't hate you, I just think that you need to contain your emotions better, I liked that you wrote me a poem, thats a good way to do it or write a song, isn't that what you are best at?" I said, averting his gaze and looking at the wall. "Well it's so hard to write about something you can't have, it's painful," Pete said, trying to look into my eyes, but I avoided his stare everyime.

Pete began to laugh at me. "What are you laughing at?" I said. "You are so odd, averting a simple glance at you," Pete snickered. "Well I don't find it too odd, otherwise I wouldn't be doing it," I replied. Dammit, what a stupid thing to say. Pete just continued to laugh at me, so I threw a pillow at him. He caught it and said, "I caught it this time." That brought me back to the time after Brendon and I had "gotten intimate" and I was getting dressed and Pete was awake looking at me and I threw the pillow at him. Pete scooted over to me and looked me in the eyes. I tried to look away but Pete put his hands on my face, making it impossible for me to avert his gaze. I leaned in closer to kiss him, but I pulled away and said, "I've-I've got to get ready for today." Pete nodded looking sad and he walked over to his suitcase to put something on as I left the room. I wanted to kiss him, oh God did I want to, but I don't know why I didn't do it. Why was I always this stupid? An opportunity presents itself and I slam the door in it's face.

alexis

Chapter Twenty Seven
I'll Keep You My Dirty Little Secret

Pete's POV

"I'm with Patrick." Her words rang in my ears over and over in my head. Damn that Patrick and his fucking way with women. Wow. I was jealous of Patrick. I guess everyone thinks of me as the bad ass, gonna cheat on you boyfriend huh? I laid my head on the pillows of my bed and tried hopelessly to get to sleep. I couldn't stop thinking of her, it was almost overwhelming. From the first time she threw that pillow at me in the bus after sleeping with Brendon I knew there was something about her. I got up and walked out into the living room. There she was, lying on the couch, sleeping. I came over to her and sat by her side, watching her sleep. "We only want to sing you to sleep, in your bedroom speakers, whoa," I sang under my breath. "We need umbrellas on the inside, get me just right," Alexis turned over from her previous position and sang.

"Alexis, I-," I began to say. "Pete, please, don't do this to me," she said, putting her gentle hands on my face. She kissed me on the lips and said, "Now go to bed, we have a long day ahead of us." I nodded and walked off to my room.

Alexis' POV

I sat and watched as Pete walked into his room and shut the door. I got up from the couch and opened the door to Patrick and I's room. Patrick lay there in bed, awake. "Oh, did I wake you?" I asked, coming into the room. "No," Patrick replied, coldy. "What's the matter?" I inquired, sitting by his side. "I know, Alexis, I know," he replied. "Patrick, you wouldn't understand, I'm not-" I tried to say before he cut me off. "No, I do understand, you'd rather be with someone who would sleep with you every night and not someone who cares for you deeply," Patrick snapped at me. I felt taken aback by Patrick snapping at me but I deserved every bit of it. "Patrick, I-," I started to say. "Just go, I don't want you here right now, just go," he said, pointing me to the door. The tears and sobs came pouring out of my eyes and when I went to sit back down on the couch, Brendon was sitting there.

"Hello," he said rubbing his head. "H-Hi," I struggled to say under all my heavy sobs. "What happened?" Brendon said, his voice turning to concern and getting up from the couch and coming over to me. "Patrick, Me, Pete," I sobbed. Brendon put his arms around me and hugged me. The hate towards him that I once had seemed to drift away in his arms. "Now, just breathe, tell me what happened," Brendon said, taking my hand and sitting me down on the couch. "Well Pete loves me and we've-we've," I replied, trying to say "kissed." Brendon seemed to understand and said, "And Patrick wouldn't let you explain yourself?" I nodded and Brendon heaved a heavy sigh. "It's just like him, he's so damn stubborn," Brendon replied, putting his arm around me and pulling me into a hug. We hugged for a while and Brendon said, "I'll sleep on the floor and you can sleep on the couch, okay?" "No, I'll sleep on the floor," I said, getting off the couch. "No, I will sleep on the floor like a gentleman and let you have the couch, just throw me a pillow and I will be alright," Brendon replied, yanking me back down on the couch and getting up off of it. "Okay then, well good night," I said, getting comfortable on the couch. "Good night, Lexi," Brendon replied.

alexis

Chapter Twenty Six
I Confess, I'm a Sinner, I Seen a Vision of my Life and I Wanna Be Delivered

Pete's POV

What the hell had I just done? Patrick's with her, but she is so perfect. Flawless in every feature. Goddamn, why'd I hand her that poem I wrote? My thoughts were soon interrupted by Patrick's cheery, "Hello!" "Oh, um, hi," I replied, trying not to look suspcious. "So, ready for the show?" he asked, "Oh, also, have you seen Alexis?" Alexis. The thoughts raced back to my mind. God, what should I answer? "Um, yeah, she was uh," I said as Alexis walked up. "Hello," she said to Patrick. Oh f**k. I'm going to die now. "How are you guys?" she asked nonchalantly, as if she had forgotton all about what had just happened in the dressing room. "I'm good," I said, lieing through my teeth. Why? Why?

Alexis's POV

Four hours and three encores later that the concert ended. Patrick, Pete, Joe, Andy, Spencer, Jon, Ryan and Brendon all came offstage after doing a little "final bow" together. We all jumped into the limo and rode back to the hotel. "Well, I'm going to go take a shower," Patrick said as we walked into the room. I nodded and he kissed me on the forehead. Pete came walking in, no Brendon in sight. "Where's Brendon?" I asked him, sitting down on the couch. "He's in Jon and Avery's room getting wasted as usual," Pete replied, sitting on the opposite end of the couch. There was awkward silence between us until Patrick came popping out of the shower and into the room. "Hey guys," he said, sitting in the middle of the couch. "Hello," I meekly replied. Pete just made an acknowledgement that he was here. "So, what's up?" Patrick asked, sensing what was in the air. "Nothing," Pete and I said at the same time. I laughed out of nervousness but then just shut up. "Hmm, okay, well I'm really tired, so I'm going to bed," Patrick said, "Good night, love." Patrick kissed me on the cheek and shut the door to the room.

Alone again with Pete. The silence was starting to kill me. "Pete?" I said. "Yeah?" he replied, putting down his Sidekick. "That poem," I began to say. "It was nothing," Pete quickly responded. "Oh," I said, a hint of sadness in my voice. What the hell was I thinking? I couldn't be with Pete! I never wanted to hurt Patrick! Pete scooted closer to me and kissed me on the lips. "Pete, I-," I started to say. "Shh," he said, pressing a finger to my lips. "Pete, I can't," I said, pushing him off me, "I'm sorry, but I'm with Patrick." Pete just stared at me and walked away into his bedroom. Silently, tears flowed from my eyes. Why was I crying? Dammit, this doesn't make any sense! I laid my head down on the pillows on the couch and went to sleep, tears pouring from my eyes.

alexis

Chapter Twenty Five
Evil Comes Disguised Like a City of Angels

Alexis's POV
"Alexis? Alexis? Alexis? Wake up," Patrick said, nudging my arm softly. "Mmmfffivemmmmoreminutes," came the slurred reply from my mouth. "No, now! We have to be down in sound check in thirty minutes, I can't believe we slept this late," Patrick said, pushing the covers off me. I stuck out my tongue and him and walked over to my suitcase. I threw off what I was wearing and found a cute Red Jumpsuit Apparatus tee I had just bought and some vintage torn jeans. From the little mirror in my suitcase I could see Patrick's face. He seemed to be enjoying this, throughly. I smiled to myself, grabbed my make-up kit and closed the suitcase. "Oh, come on now, you can finish putting make-up on when we get there," Patrick whined. "Okay, fine," I said, applying the last bit of eyeliner on both my eyes.

"Where is everyone else?" I asked when I saw that they were all gone. "Already there," Patrick said in a slightly annoyed tone. "I'm sorry," I said, feeling guilty. "Oh, no, it's okay, it's just I wish that I had been awake earlier," Patrick replied. I smiled weakly and Patrick held my hand. "It's not your fault," he whispered into my ear, then kissing me. I wish that moment could have lasted forever, but the limo was awaiting us. We got into it and we drove down to the venue. Patrick kept closing his eyes and leaning back and I wondered what he was doing. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Nothing," Patrick replied, a little sadly. I leaned over and I kissed him on the lips. Patrick seemed to come out of his little trance and he kissed me back.

We got out of the car and had to be contained by security since there were so many screaming fans. "PATRICK I LOVE YOU!" "OHMYGOSH PATRICK YOU ARE THE BEST!!" "WHO THE f**k IS THAT GIRL WITH HIM???" Those were only some of the shouts we heard as we passed into the concert hall. Patrick showed me backstage and said, "You can put on your make-up in here," and walked off. I looked around and I found a dressing room and walked in. "Whoa!" Pete said to me as I walked in. He was changing his clothes. Thankfully (oh but not really, I'd kill to see him like this!) he had his pants on and was putting on a shirt. "Wow, I mean sorry, didn't mean to interrupt, Patrick just put me backstage and told me to put on my make up," I said, surveying Pete's body. (Hey, a girl can look right? I mean I am not tied down to Patrick! Come on...someone has to agree with me...anyone?) "Heh, well you can put it on in here, just freaked me out a little bit when you walked in," Pete replied, putting on his shirt. "Thanks," I said, sitting down and looking into the mirror. I grabbed my handy to-go make-up brush and I was off.

"Hey thanks for letti-" I began to say when Pete pinned me to the wall. Before I could say another word, he was making out with me. I managed to throw him off me and say, "What the f**k!?!?" "Wow, Jesus, I'm sorry, I'm, wow," Pete said, almost not-believing what he had just done. I could see he was genuinely sorry and blushing. "It's okay, I just guess sometimes you can't hold your feelings in sometimes," I said, placing an arm around him. Pete took something out of his pocket, handed it to me and walked out of the room.

I barely sleep thinking of you
Time passes so slowly
the next day rises and
your face shines in the sun
eyes twinkling
mouth always curved into a smile

It's so unfair that I see the forbidden fruit
but I can never eat it
I feel no jealousy toward it's protector
though he is the only one
who has tasted it

i loved you from the moment i knew you
but baby, love takes time to set in
and i'm feeling pretty sick for you
funny how we love the ones who
are already taken
all i know is that you have stolen my heart.

That is what the piece of paper Pete handed me read. I had no idea what to do. Should I tell Patrick? No. My heart and my brain were in heated battle over such a trivial piece of paper. I shoved the piece of paper into my pocket and walked out to find Patrick.

alexis

Chapter Twenty Four
I'm Alright in Bed, But I'm Better With a Pen

Patrick's POV

I always hated airplanes. Whether it was that we might crash or the feeling of your ears popping. Alexis sat next to me in the window seat smiling and excited as ever. "Wow, I can't believe this is really happening," she said in disbelief. "Well, it is," I said, pressing her hand with mine. She looked over at me and smiled shyly. I leaned over and kissed her on cheek. She blushed and looked away into the window. I sighed and looked around at everyone else. Brendon was playing "rock, paper, scissors" with Jon and Spencer was reading a magazine about drumsets. Jon and Avery were in a hot make out session and Pete and Joe were intently watching the movie in the airplane. Andy sat behind us, sleeping, every now and then muttering something in his sleep. "I WIN!! HA HA IN YOUR FACE!" Jon yelled at Brendon. Brendon punched him in the arm and stuck his tongue out at him. "Sore loser! Nah Na Nah Na Nah Nah!" Jon said, jabbing Brendon in the stomach.

Five hours had passed and it was still four more hours until we arrived in the London airport. Alexis was sleeping, her head leaned next to the window seat. I really couldn't understand why I couldn't sleep, I was extremely tired and I just couldn't seem to get to sleep. I sighed rather loudly and Alexis woke up a little from her sleep. "Mmm, Patrick?" she said, rubbing her eyes, "You okay?" Of course I wasn't okay, but I couldn't let her know that. "I'm fine," I said, smiling a fake smile. "Okay," Alexis said with a little grin and she leaned her head onto my shoulder and got close to me. I leaned my head onto hers and I began to feel drowsy. God, she smelled so wonderful, whatever she was wearing was intoxicating me to no end. I could feel my eyes shutting and my body became weightless.

"WAKEY WAKEY!" I heard Jon yell into my ear. Everyone was getting up in the plane and getting their things. Alexis was still asleep and I nudged her lightly. "Alexis? Wake up," I said. Alexis moved and rubbed her eyes and stretched her arms in the air. "Time to go already? Oh-oh-kay," she said, stifling a yawn. We grabbed out belongings and made our way out of the plane, guarded by several security attendants. Camera phones clicked and the flash bulbs broke as we passed through the airport. "Oh my gosh, Pete Wentz!" we heard yelled several times. The same ritual, over and over and over again. We'd stop, smile for a picture, sign an autograph book and leave. I was beginning to grow tired of all the attention, no one could ever leave us alone.

We got into the limo that was awaiting us outside that drove us to our hotel. Everyone was pretty much tired from the long plane ride, so it was a silent ride to the hotel. When we got to our room, we had been paired with Pete and Brendon. We walked into our room and Alexis collasped onto the bed. At least this bed is more comfortable than the other one... I laid down next to her and closed my eyes. "Patrick?" I heard Alexis say. "Yes?" I replied. "I love you," she said. I love you. Those three words cause more trouble than anything. But for her, it was different. She meant it and I knew it in my heart she did. I could feel the words slip from my mouth, "I love you too." I opened my eyes and Alexis was asleep. I could feel myself frown slightly but I just put an arm around her and touched her soft white skin. I closed my eyes once more and sleep set in.

alexis

Chapter Twenty Three
A Teenage Vow in a Parking Lot

Alexis's POV

Whoa. Where am I? My head hurts. I looked to my right and found the bed unmade and no one in it. The door opened and Patrick came through the door, holding Starbucks and some Advil. I smiled at him and he came over and kissed me on the cheek. "Good morning love," he said, handing me the coffee and two Advil. "Hello, wow. I can't remember anything from last night," I said, taking the Advil. "Well you were pretty stoned, I put you in one of my shirts to sleep in last night," he said, sitting at the edge of the bed. "Thank you," I said, taking a sip of the latte. "Not a problem," Patrick said with a smile. He moved his way up next to me and put his hand on my waist. I put down the coffee and got close to him. I put my lips to his and we made out. I could feel a sensation coming from behind and Patrick was rubbing his hands up and down on my back. He took off the shirt I was wearing I began to take off his jeans. We took off each other's clothing until we lay in the bed, completely naked next to each other. "Is the door locked?" I whispered. "Yeah, I locked it when I came in," Patrick whispered back. I smiled and Patrick kissed me again and again on my lips. We made love on the creaky, somewhat comfortable hotel matress.

Knock. Knock. Knock. "Uhhhh- WHAAAAT?" I screamed to whoever was knocking on the door at such a special time. "Yo, it's Joe, we need to get going, the plane leaves in a couple of hours," Joe said. I moaned and said, "We'll be out in a couple of minutes." "Sorry," Patrick said. "It's okay, maybe sometime on the tour we can 'be close'," I said, grabbing my clothes out of the suitcase. Patrick took my hand and kissed me on the lips as I finished putting on my underwear. I kissed him and back and whispered, "Time for that later." Patrick frowned a little and walked over to his suitcase. We both got ourselves dressed and grabbed our suitcases and headed out the door. The others stood outside the door, holding suitcases and snickering. "Oh be mature," I said, brushing my hair into a pony tail. My statement made them only giggle more. I rolled my eyes and Patrick took my free hand we all headed out the door.

alexis

Chapter Twenty Two
The New Face of Failure

Alexis's POV

"OH MY GOSH YOU HAVE GOT TO SEE THIS NEW GAMING SYSTEM!!!" I heard Jon said from the doorway. Patrick had his arm draped over my body and I stared into Jon's soul. "Get. Out. NOW!" I yelled, throwing a shoe at him. "Oh, sorry I interrupted...." Jon muttered, closing the door. I looked back at Patrick, who was laughing at me. "Whaaaaaaaat?" I said. "Nothing, I've never seen a girl get so upset over being alone with me," Patrick said, smiling at me. "Well why would they not be upset? A mean, way to kill a moment!" I said, giggling. The room became silent again and Patrick was staring into my eyes. I blushed and turned my head away, looking at the wall. Patrick placed his hands on my face and kissed my lips. I rolled over onto him and we began to make out with each other. Patrick started to take off my shirt and the door opened. AGAIN!!!! Won't you people just leave us the f**k alone??

"Oh, heh, didn't mean to interrupt anything, we wanted to know if you guys wanted to come partying with us? I mean, last night in the US, might as well go get wasted," Brendon said, with everyone else behind him. "Well..." I started to say. "Sure, I'd love to!" Patrick said, hopping off the bed. My heart fell down a little, but everyone else wanted to have fun... "How about you, Lexi?" Brendon asked. I fixed my shirt and said half-heartedly, "Sure, why not." We all got into the car and drove down to a nearby club. We walked inside and everyone in the club was whispering things like "Pete Wentz" or "Brendon Urie..." or "Oh my gosh..." We all walked up to the bar and ordered something. "Oh, guys I forgot, who is going to be the designated driver?" Brendon asked. I started to say "I will" when Patrick said, "I will." Brendon nodded and ordered a round of scotch for everyone. We found ourselves getting on the dance floor and I started to dance. I looked over at the bar at Patrick, who was sitting by himself and looked rather sad. I grabbed his hand and said, "Come on let's dance!" "Oh, I'm not much a dancer," he said, trying to get back to the bar stool. "No! I insist that you dance!!" I exclaimed, dancing around. The alcohol began to take hold of me and I almost fell over.

Patrick's POV

Alexis grabbed my hand and we started out on the dance floor. Avery and Jon were dancing with each other, every once in a while tripping over each other's feet. Brendon was off in the bathroom throwing up and Ryan and Sam were laughing at Spencer who was babbling like a mad man. Pete was in a darkened corner of the club, sitting with a bottle of booze and Joe and Andy were dancing around on the dance floor like idiots. Everyone was drunker than ever. "Come on, Alexis, time to go," I said, pulling on her hand. "Ooohhhkaay," she said, her speech slurred. I grabbed the rest of the gang and we headed to the car. Everyone got in and we were off. We arrived at the hotel and went up to our rooms, everyone guided by me. Jon and Avery fell on the floor, out cold and Alexis was falling everywhere. "Come on," I said, picking her up. Her head rested on my shoulder and I placed her down on the bed.

I took off her pants and shirt and helped her into her one of my shirts to sleep in. I took off my jeans and got into bed with her. By the time I got into bed, Alexis had passed out. I kissed her on the forehead and got myself close to her. I placed my arm around her and drifted into a dream.

alexis

Chapter Twenty-One
Better Off As...And Not The Other Way Around

Alexis's POV

Being squished between Jon and Brendon in the backseat was no fun at all. Jon kept fidgeting and Brendon kept looking at me. Dammit, stop looking at me Brendon. Brendon kept on looking at me and started to smile. "Why are you staring at me???" I asked, getting bothered. "Hee Hee, you sure are fun to mess with," Brendon giggled. I turned away but I could still Brendon's stare. "Stop!!!" I yelled at Brendon, elbowing him. Patrick looked back from the front seat and said, "Now children, play nicely." "He started it though!" I pleaded. "Nuh-uh!" Brendon said, sticking his tongue out at me. We arrived at the hotel a little past six and Jon was the first to jump out. "WEEE! HOTEL!" Jon screamed like a little boy and ran around the car. "Jon, chill out man," Brendon said, stopping him from hitting me getting out of the car. I laughed and looked up at the hotel. It was enormous. Patrick and Spencer walked over to us and we walked into the hotel. The guys had all put on shades and tried to lay low since we were in a public place again. We saw Sam, Avery, Ryan, Pete Andy and Joe all in a corner behind a fake palm tree. We sneaked our way over to them and I said, "Did you guys get a room?" "Not yet, we were waiting for you, how many do we need?" Pete asked. "Well, we can fit four of us to a room so...That's eleven people, three rooms," Brendon said, doing the math. Pete made his way over to the register as we hid in the corner from public view.

"OH MY GAWD PETE WENTZ!" I heard someone scream from the lobby of the hotel. Jesus. We're toast. "I TOLD YOU I SAW THEM WALKING IN!" said a girl next to the girl that had screamed. Everyone remained frozen a placed their backs to the girls. Brendon nudged me and whispered, "You guys go create a diversion." I nodded and grabbed Avery and Sam. We ran over to Pete who was now crowded by fans due to the lovely cell phone technology of today. "PETE WENTZ OH MY GOODNESS!" I yelled into the air. "IS THE REST OF FALL OUT BOY HERE?" screamed Avery. Pete got our jist (sp?) and said, "Yeah, just follow me!" All the girls ran to Pete and followed him out of the hotel. "Go! Now!" I shouted to the others, who ran to the desk and got the rooms. "OH MY GOSH! THERE THEY ARE!!" one of the girls yelled coming back into the hotel. "RUN!" I heard Ryan yell. We ran to the staircase and shot up the stairs. Screams and shout from girls came from below. They were now being contained by hotel security. We stopped for a breath along the staircase and Pete came jogging up to us. "What a rush, eh?" he said, laughing. Everyone began to crack up laughing. "Hey Pete, I think you are missing something," Jon said, giggling uncontrollably. Pete looked down to only find that his pants were gone. The look on his face was golden. I was laughing my ass off as Pete blushed. "I dunno how the f**k they got my pants, but they did," he said, trying to pull his hoodie down to cover himself. "OH MY GIZZ-OSH I GOT HIS PANTS!" we heard someone shreik from the crowd of girls. "At least I have my wallet..." Pete muttered as he looked down at the mosh pit that was breaking out.

A few minutes later we were inside our room. Patrick and I had been paired with Avery and Jon. This is a volatile mix... Patrick walked over to a sub-room which held the first bed. We laid down the suitcases on the floor and I collasped onto the bed. It was so comfy and inviting to lay on...Patrick got up next to me and layed down. "Alexis?" he said. "Yes," I replied. "I'm really glad you guys can come to Europe with us, it'll be so much fun," Patrick whispered into my ear. "I'm glad you invited us," I said, turning towards him. I leaned in to kiss him when...

alexis

Chapter Twenty
Times Like These

Alexis' POV
(for the sake of time and boredom in my fic I'm jumping to the funeral of Marissa)

Everyone was dressed in black and faces filled with sadness. Spencer was crying and Jon, Ryan and Brendon stood around him, trying to say thing to cheer him up or at least comfort him. Avery, Sam and I were around Marissa's family, looking at Marissa's peaceful face in the casket. I peered into the casket and put a rose into her hand. "You always understood me," I said under my breath to her. I walked over to Patrick, who was surrounded by Pete, Joe and now Andy who had flown down too. Tomorrow began the Europe tour for Fall Out Boy and I knew that I was too well "poor" to come with them to Europe. Patrick took my hand and I began to cry. I buried my head into his soft shoulders and hugged him. "It's okay, shh, it's okay," he whispered softly into my ear. I wiped away my tears and said, "I need to see Spencer, I will be back in a few minutes." Patrick and the others nodded and I walked over to Spencer, Jon, Ryan and Brendon. "Hey," I said quietly. "Hey," Ryan said in a small voice. Brendon motioned Ryan and Jon over and that left me alone with Spencer. Spencer just looked off into the sunset and tears were rolling down his cheeks. I leaned next to him and he looked at me. "Are you okay?" I asked, putting my arm around him. Spencer nodded his head slowly and pulled me into a hug. He began to sob and I patted his back.

Marissa's family beckoned me to come over and I pulled away from Spencer. I took his hand and we walked over to them. "Alexis, you have been a dear to us all these years and Marissa loved you so much," Marissa's mom said to me. "I know," I replied in a knowingly voice, nodding as well. "Thank you so much for coming out today, it was-it was s-so nice of you," she said, beginning to cry. I pulled her into an embrace and I cried with her. "May God Bless you," Marissa's mom said to me as they walked away. "Thank you, good-bye Mrs. Robinson," I said, waving my hand somberly in her parting. The funeral seemed quicker than I could have ever imagined. I walked back over with Spencer to Avery, Jon, Joe, Andy, Patrick, Pete, Sam, Ryan and Brendon. "What now?" Jon asked, breaking the silence. "I guess we go home," I said with a hint of sadness in my voice.

"Home?" Avery questioned. "Yes, home, our journey ends here," I said. "Why is it ending?" Patrick asked me. "Well, you are going to Europe on a tour with Panic! and we can't possibly afford to come with you," I replied. "We could pick up the tab for you to come," Pete and Ryan said at the same time. "Well, I don't know, I mean, Sam, Avery, what do you think?" I asked, looking at them. "I'd like to go," Sam said, leaning next to Ryan. "Sure, why not? I mean what's here for us? An empty apartment? Let's go on an adventure!" Avery said, slight cheeriness in her voice. "Okay, but are you sure you can pay for this?" I said to Pete. "Absolutely, we have so much fucking cash I don't really know what to do with it, I wish we could just play shows for free," Pete said. The members of Fall Out Boy and Panic! at the Disco nodded in agreement.

"Let's get going then," Brendon said, taking steps toward our cars. "OOH OOH OOH!! I WANNA DRIVE!" Jon said. Seemed as if he could be silly in even the most serious of times. "Oh no, not again! After what you did after we got out of the hospital, no way!" Patrick said. Jon made a pouty face and stuck his tongue out at Patrick. "I'll drive." Spencer said. "Are you sure?" Brendon asked. "I'm sure." Spencer replied. Brendon tossed him the keys and we made our way to the car once more

alexis

Chapter Nineteen
A Cover Story Now In Stores

Alexis's POV
I woke up to Patrick sleeping beside me on my hospital bed. I looked over and Pete was lying in the chair asleep as well. I laughed and Patrick stirred in his sleep. "M-m-m-morning," he stuttered, yawning. "Sleeping beauty has awoken at last," I said, kissing Patrick on the forehead. "You're the beauty," he said, touching my face with his warm hands. I sighed and peered over at the clock. 10:58. Pete stirred from his slumber and said, "H-Hello," stretching his tatooed arms. "Morning," Patrick and I said in unison. Patrick and I smiled at each other and hugged. Patrick shimmied his way off the hospital bed and said, "I'll be back," and walked out the door. Pete and I were alone in the room together.

Patrick's POV
I stepped out of the room and walked over to where Avery and Jon were sitting. "We walked in earlier but you guys were all asleep," Avery said. "Where's Sam and Spencer?" I asked, slightly ignoring what Avery had said. "They went to the morgue," Jon said solemnly. "Oh," I said softly. There was a moment of silence remembering all that had happened in the past few days. Brendon and Ryan walked up to us, entering from the south entrance of the hospital. "Hey," Brendon sighed. Ryan seemed okay today and said, "Is Alexis alright?" I nodded and said, "Pete's in there with her right now." The others looked at me with concern and I just blew it off. "Come on, let's go see her," Avery said, taking a step toward the door.

The others nodded and we stepped into the room. "-and that's when I first- Oh, hello guys," Pete said, stopping his conversation. "Alexis!" Avery exclaimed. "Hey! Guys!" Alexis said, looking around the room, "Where is Spencer and Sam?" I swallowed heavily and the others stayed silent. Should I say something? "They are with Marissa," Avery said, tears falling from her eyes. Alexis turned pale white. "You mean they are dead too??,"Alexis panicked. "No, no, there are with her...body." I said quietly. Alexis's face turned to sadness and I could see the sparkling clear tears leave her glistening eyes.

Avery went over to Alexis and hugged her. Jon and Pete stood in silence, looking at their shoes. Brendon was crying into the shoulder of Ryan who was making attempts to comfort him. How could I find happiness in such this dark time? It was only moments ago that I was lying in her arms and we were so happy. Now it seems only sadness can be found. The door opened. Spencer and Sam stood in the doorway, Spencer still as pale and silent as ever. Sam came over to me and said, "Is she alright?" I tilted my head up and down and Sam acknowledged me. Spencer came towering over to me and put his arm around me. Before I knew it, Spencer had pulled me into a hug and was crying.

The room was filled with somber feelings but when the doctor walked in it seemed to cheer up, just a little. "Good news, Ms. Love may go home today, we would just like you to monitor her over the next few days. If you see anything odd, just contact us," the doctor said, handing us the papers to release Alexis. Avery and Sam had come over to Alexis to help her out of the bed. I took the papers and signed them and gave them back to the doctor. The doctor grinned slightly at me and walked over to Alexis and released her IV. He said a few words to Alexis and left the room. "I haven't anything to wear!" Alexis exclaimed. I took off my coat and draped it around her shoulders. "Here you go," I said, "Will that do until we get back?" Alexis smiled and said, "I suppose so. Where are we going?"

"We need to get Marissa's parents," Spencer said quietly. Everyone jumped a little at Spencer opening his mouth for the first time. "We will go with you, Spence," Ryan said, walking over to him. Brendon and Sam came over to him as well. "Well, we will go with Spencer and you guys will go with Alexis," Brendon said as they walked out of the door. "Okay, bye," I said as they walked out. "Bye," I heard Ryan say as they traveled out to get Marissa's parents who had just arrived at the airport. Pete, Jon, Joe, Avery and Alexis stood in a small group next to me and I said, "Well, who's driving?" Jon had a devious look on his face and said, "Me! ME! I will!" I threw him the keys to my car and said, "Dear God, help us." Alexis, Avery and Joe laughed and we walked out of the dreary hospital.

alexis

Chapter Eighteen
Bulletproof and Loneliness

Patrick's POV

It was now 11:28 PM. Avery and Jon had fallen asleep on the couch and Brendon had taken Ryan back to the hotel. I got up and walked into Marissa's room. Marissa's body was gone but Spencer and Sam were sitting in the chairs, sleeping. I heaved a sigh and stepped out of the room. It had been hours since Alexis was taken from me into the ER. My heart was sinking into my stomach with each passing second. Every step I took toward her room was filled with hope. Hope she was alive, hope she would be awake, hope that maybe she would be mine.

The nurse standing at the door nodded slowly at me and opened the door. Pete rushed into the room with me and I said, "I think I can handle this Pete." Pete nodded and sat in a chair in the corner of the room. Beep. I looked at the monitor. Beep. She was alive. I made my way to her side over all the cords and placed my hand on her head. Her face was pure white and her lips were just touched pale with color. I smiled and pressed my lips to hers. Beep. Beep. Beep. Her breath blew onto my face. "Patr-" she began to say. "Shh," I said, putting a finger to her mouth. I kissed her again and she kissed me back. "I'm sorry," I said. "For what?" she asked innocently. "For almost killing you," I replied, "I shouldn't have said anything to you with you in this condition." Alexis said something that I would never forget. "Patrick, nothing you could say or do could hurt worse than the truth," she said, "That's what made me so upset."

I bent down and whispered into her ear. "Alexis," I whispered. "Yes?" she whispered back. "I know this might seem sudden, but will you be my girlfriend?" I whispered. I looked at her and she nodded. I kissed her again and hugged her tightly. Alexis managed to scoot herself over and motioned for me to get next to her. I got into the hospital bed with her and she layed her head onto my shoulder. My eyes slowly drooped and my heart rate began to slow. I placed my arm around her and fell into a deep sleep next to my new love.

alexis

Chapter Seventeen
Cry on the Couch 'til the Poets Come to Life.

Alexis' POV

I could feel that heart-wrenching feeling again. That heart aching feeling that you get when you just find out someone has died. "What?" I asked, not believing what Patrick had just said. "Marissa is dead, Alexis. She's gone babe," Patrick replied. No, no that can't be. My heart knew it was true but my mind denied every word. Slow hot tears began to run over my pale cheeks and Patrick came to my side. "Shh, shh," he whispered, laying his head next to mine. I sobbed louder and louder until I screamed into the air. "WHY DID SHE DO THIS TO ME? WHY? WHY? SHE WAS THE ONLY ONE THAT UNDERSTOOD!" I screamed. The room began to blur and I fell back onto the sheets of the hospital bed.

Patrick's POV

Alexis' head fell back against the hospital bed sheets. I didn't know what to do, if this was simply just too much for her or if she was in real danger. The monitor beeped and her heart rate was decreasing, fast. I ran out of the door and grabbed the nearest doctor I saw. "Please, you have to help her, her-her heart rate is decreasing quickly," I gasped. The doctor ran into the room with me. All I heard was the long, never-ending beep of the heart monitor. I looked up and it was flat-lining. "We've got to get her into the emergency room, quickly!" the doctor yelled. He ran out the door and I rushed over to Alexis. "Oh, God. What have I done? I'm so sorry, please. Please don't go now, I need you," I whispered into her ear. I stroked her hair and kissed her on the lips. She felt as cold as ice and the monitor was still flat-lining. "Sir, move now," said a nurse who was transferring her onto another stretcher. I moved and watched her seemingly lifeless, perfect body go flying out the door. I went after the party of doctors and nurse into the emergency room. "Sir, you are going to have to leave," said the nurse again. "I won't cause any trouble," I said, hoping to stay here with Alexis.

"Sir, please leave now," the nurse said forcing me out of the door. I caught a glimpse of her gown being torn in two and doctors rushing to save her life. I walked to the room that Marissa's body was in and opened the door. The two girls were crying and Spencer just stood there in shock. Ryan and Brendon tried to comfort him, placing their arms around him and patting up and down. Pete looked at her lifeless body and just cried. Jon stood by Pete, in utter disbelief, with the reddish-brown haired girl clutching him and sobbing. I have never seen Pete cry before...What the f**k am I thinking, Alexis! "Guys, oh my God, she's-she's dieing!" I cried. "Who is dieing?" Brendon asked, not believing me, just like Alexis. "ALEXIS IS DIEING! And it's all my fucking fault! Goddammit why'd I have to tell her about Marissa?" I replied. "Oh God, where is she now?" one of the girls asked. "She's in the ER, but no one can see her," I said to the girl as she rushed to the door. "I'm going to see her, dammit! I don't give a f**k what they say to me!" she screamed. "Avery! Wait!" Jon cried after the girl. Avery. So that's her name. Goddamn, why do I keep switching subjects? Is it all I am good for? Alexis is dieing and all I can think about is some girl's name! Pete grabbed me by the arm and we ran out of the dreary room. "Pete we can't-" I started to say. "I know, but we will," Pete said as we ran down the endless hallway of doors and white walls.

alexis

Chapter Sixteen
We Shake the Hips in Relationships

Alexis' POV

My eyes slowly opened to Patrick silently stroking my hair. "Hello there, sleeping beauty," he said, planting a kiss on my cheek. The sunshine came through the windows of the small room and I could see the tired bags under Patrick's eyes. "How much sleep have you gotten?" I asked. "I got enough," Patrick replied, putting his glasses back on in an attempt to hide the bags. "Okay. Well I'm hungry," I said, rubbing my stomach. "Well I could get you something to eat or you could have some of this lovely hospital food," Patrick said, snickering and handing me the menu. I made a face at the selections on the menu and Patrick grinned at me. "Thought so. Starbucks it is?" he asked, getting up from my side. "Yes please. I'd like a Mocha latte," I said. "Mmkay. I'll be back soon, the others are asleep, so don't expect much company," Patrick said, leaning over to my side. He kissed me on the forehead and walked out the door.

I grinned to myself and turned on the TV. Vh1's Top 20 was on. Finally, some good TV. "That was Lily Allen with 'Smile' at number four. Next we have Fall Out Boy, 'This Ain't a Scene It's An Arm's Race' at number three," said the host guy. "I am an arm's dealer, fitting you with weapons in the form of worth, eh, don't really care…" sang a nerdy looking Patrick over the television. I giggled as they poked fun at themselves. The door opened and Brendon stood in the arch of the door. I already hated the look on his face that said "There's always another fool like me, take me back." "Hi," he said as he walked over to my side and sat down in the chair that once occupied Patrick. "Hello," I said coldly. "Look. I'm sorry about Audrey. I hadn't had physical female emotional contact in three months. I took my first opportunity," Brendon explained. "So I'm an opportunity?" I said, glancing up at the television, which was showing the end of the video where Pete jumps into the crowd. Brendon grabbed my hand and I looked at him. "It's not like that. I really like you, I do, even more than Audrey. Babe, will you please accept my apology?" Brendon pleaded. My mind said yes yet my heart said no. If I said no I would be turning down Brendon Urie. It was then that the image of Patrick and his tired, blue eyes entered my mind. "No, Brendon, no," I said, removing my hand from his grasp. "Oh, oh, okay, I totally understand, really I do," Brendon said in a crestfallen voice. "Sorry," I said as he left the room. The countdown of music videos was on Gym Class Heroes "Cupid's Chokehold". "Take a look at my girlfriend, 'cause she's the only one I got…" Travis sang over the television. The door opened and it was Patrick with the coffee. "Hey!" I said cheerily at him. "Alexis," Patrick said slowly, swallowing he continued, "Marissa was found in the bathroom this morning, dead. The doctors say she overdosed on sleeping pills. Baby, I'm so sorry."

alexis

Chapter Fifteen
A Widow or a Divorcee?
(note my chapter titles come from whatever I am listening to or whatever comes to mind)

Patrick's POV
"Alexis? Joe! Call 911 right now! Alexis, oh my God," I said, looking at her cheery face losing color and fast. I saw a trickle of blood come from behind her ear and I yelled, "Joe, no time for 911, we have to get to the hospital and quickly!" Joe came rushing in and stood in shock at the terrible sight. Hair straightener in one hand and a razor in the other. Joe just stood there as I said, "Come on, we have to get her up!" Joe nodded slowly and he grabbed her legs and I took her torso. In no time she was up and in my arms with Joe rushing downstairs to get the car ready. "Patrick?" I heard Alexis say in a faint whisper. "Yes, yes, I'm here," I said, brushing back some hair. "I don't want to die," she said in her last breath. I could feel tears come out of my eyes as I put her in the car and we drove to the hospital. It was a silent and depressing ride down to the emergency room. They took her from my arms and placed her on a stretcher and rushed her away. My heart felt so strange. I had only met the girl and I was already falling for her like a lead balloon falling to the ground. I sat down on the plain white couch which seemed to fade into everything in this sad place. People crying, some in joy, some just staring into space.

"Patrick? Patrick!" I heard someone yell from somewhere. I turned and it was Pete, Ryan, Brendon, Spencer, Jon and three girls I did not recognize. One of the girls rushed up and gave me an enormous hug and kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for saving Alexis' life," she said, wiping away tears. "Well thank you, but I don't know if I have saved her life, she is still in a bad coma," I replied, looking sadly at the white tile floor. I could hear the girl choke up again and she ran back into Spencer's arms, who started to comfort her and softly "Shh, Shh" her. I looked at Brendon and gave him a look of utmost dissatisfaction. Brendon just avoided my gave and turned toward the wall. "Where's Joe?" Pete asked. "He is getting Starbucks from a couple blocks down, he should be back soon. It's going to be a late night," I responded. I felt a tap on my left shoulder and it was a rather tired looking nurse with a look of somewhat cheerfulness on her face. "Mr., um, Stump is it?" she asked. "Yes, this is he," I replied, looking at her. "I have some good news for you. Alexis has had her head wound patched up and she is doing well in the ICU," she said. "Well that's great! When can we see her?" I asked anxiously. "In a couple of hours. We are still doing some more test on her," the nurse said, walking over to a couple with tissues in their hands.

I looked over at Ryan, who I had noticed was shaking rather intensely. "Ryan, are you okay?" I asked, walking over to him. "Um, yeah, I just need to sit down," Ryan said, sweat pouring from his temples. It was then I realized Ryan's past and that's why he was so upset. "Do I need to take you to the hotel?" I asked him, patting his back. "No, Patrick, I think I can handle this," he said, rubbing away the sweat but still shaking. I sighed and sat next to him. I layed my head on the soft white couch and slowly drifted into sleep.

I woke up to commotion within our group. "Brendon how could you? How the f**K could you?" I heard a girl shout. I looked up and it was Audrey. Oh, no. "Babe, I'm sorry it was just a fling with some girl!" Brendon replied. Some girl. I could feel my blood start to boil. "Hey! Cut it out!" Joe yelled, making a barrier between Brendon and Audrey. "Move Joe. Move," Audrey said in a calm creepy tone. "No," Joe replied. Audrey ran around him and kicked Brendon really hard in a spot where all men would agree that, "That hurts, man," and smacked him upside the head. "Goodbye, Brendon!" she screamed at him, running out the door. Some nurses had finally awakened from their tiredness and came rushing over. "What happened?" one asked, yawning and looking at Brendon. I could feel my lips begin to move. "Oh nothing, he just got hit upside the head and kicked in the balls and might I say he deserved it!" I said with some strange pride. The nurse looked at me and just scowled. She walked off and Pete said, "What was all that about?" "Well he did cheat on Audrey," I replied, shrugging, trying not to show my true feelings. Brendon, with the help of Ryan, struggled to his feet. Brendon made a face at me as he clutched himself and sat down.

Again, I felt another tap on my shoulder. "Mr. Stump, you may see Alexis now," the nurse said, leading me to a room. Room B13. I walked through the doorway into the periwinkle blue room. Alexis lay there on the white sheets with a pink hospital gown covering her porcelain skin. The heart monitor beeped and my heart jumped a little at the noise. I wondered why the others weren't coming in but soon that didn't matter.

I was alone with her. I moved aside some of her soft brunette hair and smiled. "P-Patrick?" she struggled to say under the influence of all the drugs that she was on. "Yes, I'm here," I replied. "Am I- Am I dead?" she asked her hazel eyes twinkling in the small light of the dark room. I laughed and said, "No silly, you wouldn't be talking to me if you were dead." Alexis smiled a little but then drifted off to sleep again. I leaned over and kissed her on the forehead and began to walk out the door. "Patrick!" she said in an urgent whisper, waking up slightly from sleep. "Yes?" I replied, turning around. "Don't- Don't go," she said breathing in heavily and passing out. I came over to her side at once and caressed her gentle hands. "Mr. Stump?" said a nurse from the door. "Yes?" I said, looking at her. "You must go now, the others want to visit and she may only have one visitor at a time," she said motioning to the others who had concerned looks on their faces. "Okay. Just give me one more minute, please," I said. "Alright, one minute," she replied, closing the door. I looked at Alexis again, who was fast asleep, care of morphine.

"Babe, if you can hear me, I have to go, the others want to visit, I will be here right outside the door if you need me," I said, squeezing her soft hand slightly and kissing her on the lips. I walked out of the door and I heaved a great sigh. The girl who was next to Jon went into the room next. She had silent tears on her face as she passed through the arch of the door. The nurse closed the door behind her and walked off to a couple rooms down. I sat down on the ground next to the door and layed my head against the cold white wall. The image of Alexis lying on the hospital bed could not be erased from my mind as I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, dreaming of her.

alexis

Chapter Fourteen
A Midsummer's Day Dream

(memory of Alexis)

They were at it. Again. My dad, the alcoholic raged at my mother for the stupidest things. "You didn't do the goddamn dishes? You are a worthless piece of s**t!" yelled my dad at my mother. All I could do was sit in horror in the middle of my room and cry. I crept to the bathroom and looked in under the sink. It was there. Sweet relief. I grabbed it and ran back to my room and locked the door. Pressing the cold blade against my pale white skin felt like bliss. The blood poured out of my skin and I sighed in relief. That was when the door was kicked in and my dad stood there, like a drunken bastard. "What the f**K are you doing, you stupid b***h?" he said to me as I bled onto the carpet. "Nothing, just go away," I said, clutching the blade in my sweating hands. "F**K you!" screamed my dad as he grabbed the razor from my hands and kicking me in the stomach. "F**K YOU! F**K YOU, YOU DRUNKEN BASTARD!" I yelled, rubbing away tears and pushing him over. I ran out the front door and took off. I could hear the screams of my father coming from the front door. All I could do was run and wipe away tears. "Alexis?" I heard a familiar voice call. I spun around and it was Avery. "Alexis, oh my God, what the hell happened this time?" she asked, running to my side. "My, my dad, he-he-he kicked me and grabbed my razor from me," I said, sobbing uncontrollably. "Oh my, come with me," she said, taking my bleeding arm. We walked over to her house and...
-end memory-

-start new memory-
"Come on, babe, I love you, so let's do it," he said, grabbing my arm. "No! I don't want to, Chris, I really love you but I am not ready for that!" I said, struggling for my arm back. Chris merely laughed, an evil laugh at that and forced his lips on mine. I cried for help but it was no one but us in the house. He tore off my shirt and began to undo his belt buckle as he pinned me to the floor. I cried and wished I had just stayed home like my mom told me to, but I had to see him. Chris began to do an unspeakable act when his brother, John walked in. "What the f**K is going on, Chris?" he said looking at me then looking at Chris with a look of deep anger. "Nothing, man, go the hell away!" Chris yelled at him. John wasn't a very muscular boy like Chris but he threw his best punch at Chris and knocked him out cold. "Thank you," I whispered, getting up shakily. "Oh God, you are so welcome," he replied, taking my hand, "Here, let's get you in some new clothes and home."
-end memory-

alexis

Srry Fr Th Shrt Chptr.

Chapter Thirteen
Thnks Fr Th Mmrs

Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew! I slammed the door shut and walked back over to Patrick, who was stretched out on the couch. "Not drying your hair?" he asked looking up from his position. "Well I would but someone was in the shower," I replied. "Oh, I forgot Joe was here. You saw him naked!! Ha Ha!!" Patrick laughed. Joe walked out of the shower with a towel around his lower half and averted looking at him by shoving my face into my hands. "Hey Patrick, who's this?" Joe asked. "This is Alexis," Patrick snickered. "What's so funny?" Joe asked. "Oh nothing," Patrick replied. Joe muttered a "whatever" under his breath and walked away to put on some clothes. "So you gonna go dry your hair now?" Patrick said, a devious look on his face. "Yes, and don't say anything to him about it!" I replied, walking to the bathroom. Patrick laughed once more and said, "I will be sure not to." I smiled to myself and walked into the small bathroom. It had all the basic necessities, shower, sink and "rest area". I looked under the sink and found the dryer. I dried my hair and put away the drier. My hair, now dry, was very curly and frizzy. I made a look of disgust in the mirror and wondered if Patrick had a hair straightener. I looked under the sink once more and found one lying next to a razor. I felt dizzy as I recalled what had happened only a few years ago. The memories flooded back to me and I collapsed on the hard shower floor, knocking me out cold. I heard a faint, "Alexis? Joe! Call 911 righ-" and I slipped away into a memory.

alexis

Chapter Twelve
Midnight Show

My heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach. Brendon....a-a-a girlfriend? I picked up a letter and began to read it.

"My Dearest Brendon, I miss you so much, words can't explain it. Your cell has been off, so I haven't been able to call. Maybe you will get this letter at the hotel you are staying at. I love you!! I send kisses. Love, Audrey"

I felt the tears run down my cheeks with a taste of bitterness in my mouth. I threw down the letter and ran out of the bathroom. "Hey, Lexi! What's up?" asked Pete as I rushed by him, crying and sobbing uncontrollably. I ran out of the bus and found Brendon on the phone. "Oh babe, I'm sorry I haven't called, I have been um, busy with um, work, you know, oh Audrey don't say th-" Brendon was saying until he saw me standing there, tears streaming down my face in the cold Chicago air.

"Oh, sh*t," Brendon whispered softly under his breath. I looked at him and as he started to say something, I took what little dignity I had left and ran. "Wait, Lexi!!" he called after me. I ran, not looking back and not knowing where I was going. Knocking into a couple of people, I rushed into an apartment building and fell on the floor. Oh God, this has just happened too many times before, just end it all now., I thought as my tears soaked the floor. "Up you go," said a voice as a warm hand took mine and lifted me up. I brushed aside my wet hair and wiped away the tears on my face. I looked up and if it wasn't for his hand behind my back, I would have fainted. Gasping for air, I managed to get out, "Thank...you...Pa-*gasp*-trick?" He simply nodded and took my hand again, leading me to an elevator. I could feel his eyes surveying my body and my cheeks reddened a little. I saw him avert his gaze as I turned to him. Awwh, he's shy, I thought. The doors opened and we walked to an apartment with the numbers "362" on the door. Patrick opened the door and took my hand once more. "Here, catch your breath," Patrick said, showing me to a bright red couch.

I nodded and sat down, shivering. Patrick must have noticed because he draped his coat over me. It was warm and smelled really good. "Thank you," I said, smiling. "No problem," he said winking at me, "So what's your name stranger?" I felt my face redden even more and said, "Alexis Love, yes I know, awkward name." Patrick laughed and said, "Alexis, thats a nice name," as he walked into a small kitchen. "You can call me Lexi though," I said, curling up in the jacket. Patrick came back with two cups of cocoa and handed me one. "Nah, I'd rather call you Alexis, it's prettier," he said, drinking his cocoa. "Thank you for the cocoa," I said, sipping it lightly. "No prob. So why were you all distressed? I mean you nearly knocked me over running and crying," Patrick asked. Thats when I told him all about Brendon and how I thought he loved me.

"Wow. I mean that's just- Wow. I cannot believe that Brendon would cheat on Audrey like that," Patrick said. I gave him a look of disbelief and he quickly added, "And, um, I can't believe he cheated on you too!" The tears began to run down my face again and I hid my face in the jacket. As I sobbed quietly, Patrick got a tissue box and sat down next to me. I peaked out of the jacket and got a tissue.

He rubbed my back as I wiped the tears away and that only made me cry more, thinking of Brendon and the others. Patrick pulled me into a hug and I cried over his shoulder. He was so warm and soft and just generally comforting. Patrick began to say something when his phone rang. "Sorry, I'll be back," he said picking up the phone. "Hello?" "Pete!" "Yes, I have seen someone of that description, she's sitting right in front of me." "Well I don't know, hold on-" "Do you wish to speak to Brendon?" Patrick asked. "No. I do not at all," I said, tightening my grip on the mug of cocoa. "No, she does not wish to speak with him at all! NO! NO! NO! She does NOT want to speak with him! Goodbye, Pete!" Patrick hung up the phone and sat back down next to me. "Sorry about that," he said, looking into my eyes. "It's okay," I replied, staring at the floor.

"Why do you do that?" Patrick asked, tilting my head up towards him, "I mean you have done it every time I look into your eyes." My face turned pink and I said, "Well, I'm kinda, shy around...guys." Patrick laughed, "Why? I don't bite!" Patrick playfully pulled me towards him and pretended to be a vampire. I laughed and he said, "Dahling, I am going to suck your blood!" He kissed me on the neck and I giggled once more. Patrick made me feel so comfortable. Remembering I still had wet hair I asked, "Do you happen to have a hair dryer?" Patrick replied, "Yes. Its in the bathroom, under the sink." I got up and walked over to the bathroom door and opened it. My eyes became star struck once more, but were quickly realizing I had just seen Joe Trohman's naked body in the shower.

alexis

(Chapter Eleven)
Audrey

I woke up in the arms of Brendon, who was fast asleep in the bed. I slowly got out of bed, trying not to wake him and walked over and put on a shirt that was lying on the floor. 'Just big enough to fit me' I thought. I saw a pair of boxers lying on the floor as well and put them on. I looked at the bunk adjacent to Brendon's and Pete was lying there, awake. "How long have you been lying there?" I asked. "Long enough," he smirked. I threw a pillow at him and he laughed. I tiptoed to the main area of the bus and Avery and Jon lie on the couch in each other's arms, just like a movie scene. 'Awwh, how cute' Marissa and Spencer lie on the floor next to each other and Sam and Ryan were lying on the table of the breakfast nook. I giggled slightly at the sight of so many stoned people.

"L-l-Lexi?" said Jon, trying hard to stifle a yawn. "Yes," I whispered. "Good morning," he said. "Good morning to you to," I replied. Sam started to wake up and so did Ryan. Avery just lay there, out cold in Jon's arms. Spencer and Marissa looked up to see what was going on then curled up together and went back to sleep. Brendon walked out of the bunk room in a pair of boxers and scratched his head of messy black hair. He grabbed me around the waist and stole a kiss from my lips. "Good morning, love," he said. "Good morning," I replied, placing a kiss on his cheek. Jon pushed Avery off his chest, got up and stretched.

"Man, last night was so much fun, you really should have been there," he said yawning and stretching out his arms. "I think we had more fun," Brendon said, winking at me and making me blush. Jon simply smiled and we knew he knew what Brendon meant. I walked over to the breakfast nook to find that Ryan and Sam had already made coffee and were drinking cups of their own. "There is some in the pot," Ryan said, gesturing to the pot. "Thanks for making it," I said looking around for the coffee mugs. "They are in that cabinet," Jon said pointing to a cabinet to my left. I reached for a mug and took it down. I got another for Brendon and I poured us some coffee. "Brendon, do you like anything in your coffee?" I asked grabbing for the milk I found in the fridge. "Yes, some sugar would be good," he replied winking and air-kissing me. My cheeks turned even redder because I knew the others were watching. I sat down and gave Brendon his cup and began to take a sip of mine.

Brendon's POV
Lexi's soft brown hair fell in her face as she took sips of the coffee. I took a swig of mine and put it down. "So, what did you guys do last night," Lexi asked. "Well first we got something to eat, and then we went drinking at this club," Sam said, "Pete was our designated driver, he didn't feel like drinking." "Cool," Lexi said. "So what did you do last night?" Ryan asked her. "We, uh, um," Lexi stuttered. "That's for us to know and you to never find out," I said, putting my arm around her. I could feel her heat rate beat faster and faster as I leaned closer towards her. Her eyes were a beautiful hazel brown with streaks of green.

I had never seen her eyes this up close before. I leaned in and kissed her on the lips and I couldn't forget the way she felt. Pete walked into the kitchen and greeted us a "Good Morning" and got himself a cup of coffee. He sat down next to me and said, "That band last night, I signed them, they are going to be then next best thing in music." Lexi nodded and said, "I've known them for a while and they have always wanted to play, so I'm glad you signed them." I pushed aside a strand of hair that was lying in her face and she smiled at me. "So, what are we doing today?" she asked. "Well I thought we could go shopping today, Lexi," Sam said.

"Ooh, that would be fun!!" Lexi uttered excitedly. I sighed slightly because I wanted to spend time with her today but she needed her space. "Do you want to come along too, Brendon?" she asked me, as if she could read my mind. I wanted to yell 'Yes, yes, yes!!!' but I didn't want to seem too excited so I said, "Sure, why not?" Lexi smiled and got up from the table and said, "Well I need to take a shower and get ready to go out so I will see you all later."

Lexi's POV
My heart pumped eagerly as I skipped to the showers. Spencer and Marissa were up, but they were sitting on the couch just looking at each other and Avery lay on the other couch like a rock. I rummaged in some of Brendon's things to find something to wear. I managed to find a tee with a Clandestine logo on it and a pair of jeans. Thank goodness Brendon was an apple-bottom and had to buy girl jeans I thought. I walked into the shower room and laid down the clothes and undressed. I turned on the shower and got in. I heard the door to the shower open and I turned around to find Brendon, in nothing but his natural self. He placed his arms around me and kissed me softly.

"I wanted to spend today with you," he whispered into my ear, "and I got my wish." I smiled a shy smile and said, "Will you wash my hair for me?" Brendon picked up the bottle of shampoo and massaged my head with the soapy residue. I rinsed it out of my hair and turned towards Brendon. I looked at his beautiful pale skin and just sighed to myself. He noticed I was staring at him and said, "Admiring my chiseled figure?" I laughed because he was the least thing but chiseled and said, "No, I was admiring your beautiful pale skin." His face turned a bright shade of magenta and said, "It can't be as beautiful as yours," since my skin was pale as well.

I blushed and kissed him on the cheek again. We got out of the shower and dried each other off. "I hope you don't mind but I borrowed some of your clothes, I'm so glad your apple-bottomed and have to wear girl jeans," I said motioning towards the pile of clothes I had set down. "That's okay and your lucky I'm apple-bottomed and have to wear girl jeans!" he replied, laughing at the apple-bottom comment. I smiled and put on the t-shirt and pulled on the pair of jeans. Brendon put on a hoodie and a pair of jeans. "Do you have a hair drier? I need to dry my hair," I asked feeling my wet hair. "Um, yeah, it's under the sink there," Brendon replied pointing to the sink. "Thanks!" I replied, walking over to the sink. "No problem," he said walking out the door. When I opened the doors under the sink, I found many letters addressed to a one "Audrey Kitching" lying next to the hair drier under a box of make-up that read "Brendon".

alexis

(Chapter Ten)
A Voice in the Night

I liked writing this chapter ;D

I swung around to see who it was. It was Ryan. "Ryan? What are you doing here?" I asked. Brendon looked like he was about to kill him, but I restrained him. "Sam told me there was a concert here tonight and so we went," Ryan replied, slightly cuddling up to her. Sam laughed and kissed him on the cheek. They seem to be getting along quite well I thought. "Okay, then why did you say you were going to a movie?" Brendon said, breaking free my grasp of restraint. Ryan backed away slightly and said, "We were originally going to a movie, sorry." Brendon breathed in heavily and returned to me.

"So where are we going?" asked Pete. "Well I thought we could all go to that club downtown and party and eat there, I'd pay for everything to make up for my 'mistake'," Ryan said, looking at me. I returned the look with saying, "Ryan, chill out, we all make mistakes. Now can we be friends again?" Ryan nodded "okay" and came over and gave me a hug. I was slightly surprised by the hug but then I thought This must be his way of becoming friends again... "Well, personally, I am tired from the concert, I think I will retire to the bus," Brendon said, yawning. I yawned as well, as if I had caught Brendon's yawn and said, "Yeah, I will too."

The others looked suspicious but I didn't care. If something "happened" it "happened". "Well I am ready to party and eat something!!" Spencer said, throwing is hands in the air. "Me too!" Marissa said as Spencer put his arm around her. "Let's go then!!" Jon said, grabbing Avery's hand. "Well, see you guys later," Pete shouted to us as they walked off. "Have fun!" I called back to him.

Brendon placed his arm around me and we slowly walked back to the bus. I quivered slightly as Brendon began to rub up and down my back as we walked back. "So, what was your inspiration to become an artist?" Brendon asked. "Well, I just love listening to music and I really wanted to make some of my own," I replied looking at Brendon, "What was yours?" Brendon smiled and said, "Pretty much the same, I really love music. It's what can express our deepest thoughts and wildest dreams."

Not paying attention to where I was stepping, I slipped and fell on the cold concrete, and I was in pain. "Are okay??" Brendon said, picking me up with both arms and cradling me. "I think so, I might have twisted my ankle though," I replied massaging my throbbing ankle. "Well I think there is a first-aid kit in the bus that I can patch up your ankle with," Brendon said. I nodded and placed my head over his shoulder. I could smell the scent of sweet cologne and I was in a dreamland. Is this really happening? I thought, looking at Brendon's face against the cold night sky. I could feel his heart racing as I placed both arms across his back and chest. Slowly, I began to kiss him on the neck and cheeks. Brendon sighed in enjoyment and stopped walking for a moment. He looked at me and our mouths met once more. His lips were so soft and kisses so passionate. We released and Brendon began walking again.

Brendon's POV after he picked me up
She smells so good, and her hair is so soft...Oh I wish we could just stay together like this forever...*sigh* Her kisses are so wonderful, if we could only stay lip locked for eternity...

Regular POV
We had arrived at the bus and Brendon had put me down and was opening the door to the bus with his key. I placed an arm around him and he helped me into the bus. We hobbled over to the couch and I laid down. Brendon turned on a light and locked the door as he came back. I lifted up my body and Brendon sat down. I laid back down in his arms and he began to play with my hair and I smiled in delight. I pushed myself up a little more so I my lips could touch his and we kissed again. I put my hands into his soft hair and we started to make out on the couch. I took off his hoodie and he tore off mine.

A few hours later we were lying in Brendon's bunk and Brendon kept caressing me and kissing my cheeks and neck. Eternal bliss I thought as I prolonged my sleep a little more. I laid my head on his chest and went to sleep dreaming of him and I lying together forever.

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