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Don't Say __x
By FrankieCliche

 


`Patrick?'

A quiet voice in a quiet room. A silent prayer. I see your shadowy figure approaching but I'll keep my eyes fixed to the floor. I can't look at you. Not even if I wanted to.

`Yeah…?' I reply, silent and calm

You've stopped by the bed but I'm not going to move. I'll stay by the window and count the stars until I hear the words I need to let me know you still know me. Okay, so we were drunk and now you've come around maybe you didn't mean what you said. I bared my soul to you Peter Wentz. What did I get? You laughed in my face then told me I'm sick. Ironically, I didn't feel sick until you said that to me.

`Patrick?'

Your tone of voice is strained like you're the one who's upset. Funny, you didn't care earlier. I fold my arms across my chest and exhale to show I'm still waiting.

`I Love You Too…'

I blink.

`What…?'

Maybe it was in my head. I'm just hearing what I want to hear but god, I want to hear it again. Now your head's dropped and you're coming to sit by me. I'm still looking at the floor, well, until you place your hand on my neck and gently angle me to face you. Your eyes shine so bright and your crimson lips are tilted into a comforting smile. God, I've missed that smile.

`I…'

You stopped. As if it pains you to say it. My view changes again and I shuffle away from you.

`Don't say it…'

I'm close to tears. Twice in one night Wentz. Must be a new record.

`Why not…?'

I sigh.

`Don't say it… If you don't mean it…'

You pause a few second before getting to your feet. I clench my eyes tight together until I see little sparks swimming behind my eyelids. I hear you drop to your knees in front of me. My eyes fly open and catch your own. Your hands are on my thighs and your leaning closer until our lips are only an inch away from each other.

`I've… Always loved you Trick…'

Collision. My toes curl and our smiles are pressed together. My breath is caught in my chest. Finally, I realize … You do know me.

 

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