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.
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