Alone Together (a Patrick Stu...

By KariaRose

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I never thought I would ever be in love---that just doesn't happen to a girl like me. That all changed.It was... More

Alone Together (a Patrick Stump fanfic)
Chapter Two.
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty Three *LEMON*
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine (LEMON)
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two *Lemon*
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Forty *Lemon*
Chapter Forty-One
Chapter Forty-Two
Chapter Forty-Three
Chapter Forty-Four
Chapter Forty-Five
Chapter Forty-Six
Chapter Forty-Seven

Chapter Thirty-Seven

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By KariaRose


                                                                     Rose's POV

I stared at Pete a second longer before it hit me fully. My mother was dead. Sure, we had our differences but she wasn't all that bad. She did some awful things at time and I could forgive her for that. I would of never wanted her to be dead. I still had so much to talk to her about and ask advice. The tears began to flow. Pretty soon I'm going to be completely be dried of tears. 

Pete moved forward and pulled me into his arms and I just cried into his shoulder. As I held onto Pete, wetting his shoulder, I felt the couch shift. Then a hand was placed on my shoulder in a comforting gesture. I tensed up, knowing it was Adam. I ignored him as I tried to gather myself.

Pete ran his fingers through my hair as he spoke softly. "I know this is hard.." 

I looked up at him, "How?" I could barely get the word out of my mouth.

He tensed a bit and looked at me. I went numb as he spoke. "She was killed. Your parents were robbed late last night and the robber shot your mother several times. He shot your dad but he survived..."Pete paused and tightened his hold around me. I felt Adam squeeze my shoulder. Pete continued, "In the robber's haste to get whatever the hell he was trying to get, he managed to shoot not only your parents but your dogs as well. They didn't make it." 

I could feel myself falling into pieces. I could feel Adam get closer to me, I wanted to turn around and tell him to leave me alone but I didn't want Pete thinking I was crazy. Even though I am. I snuggled in close to Pete, wishing it was Patrick, and just cried out every mistake, every bad thing I'd ever say, and how many times I made them mad. 

"I-is my dad okay?" I asked after a few moments had passed.

He nodded. "He's in ICU right now. They have him in a medical induced coma." 

"Do you think he's going to make it?" I asked softly, staring at the floor.

"I want to believe so." Pete's tone of voice told me enough. 

I'd just lost my family. Pete got up and cold air surrounded me. "I, uh, just, uhm, just message me if you need anything. I've gotta go get some things for Patrick." Pete said awkwardly.

I just nodded and watched him leave. I sat there, alone, well Adam was there. I curled up around a pillow the best I could and let my eyes rest. I wonder if my brother knows. I wonder how he is going to react to come to that.

"Shh..dear.."I heard Adam speak but I ignored him.

I didn't need to deal with him. All I wanted was a hug from my mom telling me it was alright. Even when she was mad at me she still tried to make me happy. Even when she said such hateful things I still loved her. How was I going to deal with living without her or..even my dad. They won't be there for the birth of my child. They won't be there for my wedding. 

There will be no more holidays together. No more bickering and joking around. No more Netflix nights. No more advice. No more support. No more... I couldn't breathe. My chest felt as if it was starting to cave in on itself. 

"Hunny..."Adam whispered as he laid next to me, running his fingers through my hair.

This shouldn't feel so real but I ignored the thought. Instead, I tried to remember happy memories to try to calm myself down. I can't even call her to calm me down when I panic. I can't call her to tell her exciting or even bad news. I can't call her. 

I can't talk to her. 


"Carry on my wayward...." 

I grabbed my phone before it could continue and yawned. I must of fallen asleep. 

I answered, groggily. "Hello.." 

"Hey, love." It was Patrick. 

"How are you?" I asked, glad that he called.

"I'm good.." He paused. "You?"

Was I fine? My chest still hurt but at least I wasn't crying anymore. "Yes, I think." I responded. 

"Good.. I wanted to let you know that I'll be getting out early..as in today." I could hear the smile in his voice.

I smiled. "That's good. I'll be happy to have you home." 

I felt the couch jostle a bit and watched as a angry Adam walked away. 

"Pete bringing you home?" I asked.

"Yeah..are you sure you're okay?" He asked again.

"Yes, I am. Just need to figure out on how to cope, if ya get what I mean?" I chewed on my bottom lip trying to fight back the tears I thought I'd already run out of. 

"I get you. Just know that you're going to make it. I'm here for you." He said.

I felt a bit better. "Thank you. I love you."

"I love you too. Now, I've gotta go, just wanted to let you know." Patrick said. 

I could hear in the background the opening of a door and Pete asking him if he was ready.

"Alright. I gotta call my brother anyways. See you soon." The phone went silent.

I sighed and my hand shook a bit as I dialed my brother's number. 

He answered on the third ring. "Hello?"

"Hey.. you heard?" I couldn't get myself to say that my mother died.

"Yeah.." I could hear the tears in his voice.

"Dad didn't make it." He said and I could hear him sobbing.

The ice feeling  came back and I gulped. "It'll be alright." I said, trying to sound strong.

"We're going to make it through this." I said after a few moments passed.

"How do you know that?" My brother sounded angry and hurt. 

It hurt so much to know that he wasn't doing well, even if we did fight a lot I still cared for him. 

"I just know. Patrick and I will make arrangements." I paused, swallowing back more tears. "Do you need to stay with us?" I asked, hopeful he would say yes.

"No.." I could hear him wiping his nose. "I'm staying with a friend." 

My chest hurt more. "Oh..okay.."

"Just call me when it's arranged. I need some time." He said and then before I could respond he hung up on me.

I let out a scream and cried into the pillow. My body shook hard as I cried till my head hurt. I stood up, wavering a bit, my head pounding as I made my way to the bed. Adam sat there and looked up at me, worried. I could still see the anger and hurt in his face. 

"Are you going to be alright?" He asked after I got settled in.

I looked him dead in the face. "What do you think?" I said with as much menace as I could conjure. 

He looked at me with a hurt expression and got up. He faded away as I felt my eyes flutter close once again.


(here you guys go, sorry this one was kind of depressing! ) 



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