Give Up On Me ~ Pete

[Brodie Dhonchaindh]

You speak to me
I know this will be temporary

[/b] As if they had been trying to make out that she had any fucking choice. She hated them, hated them so much she knew she wouldn’t let herself be in the same room with any of them ever again. She wondered if they ever thought about her, she wondered if Deryck though about her, and how he promised he would never let anyone hurt her again, when they had sat in that dank bar after their fist gig and how he swore he would always be there. That he was different and he would never give up on her. That he cared…that he wasn’t like them.

He lied.

This world was full of lies.

Even the drugs were a lie.

She swallowed back tears and just lay there still and blank, trying to clear her mind of all the thoughts. She didn’t want them; they caused too much trouble and too much pain. And yet again, she found herself wondering, why the hell was she here, what was her point and why had she made it this far.

The only comfort she got now came in the form of a needle. [/blockquote][/ul][/color]

You ask to leave,
But I can tell you that you’ve had enough of me.

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[Pete Wentz]

you can make a plan
carve it into stone
like a feather falling
it is still unknown

[/b] Pete said, and he collapsed on the floor next to the equipment and picked up his broken Dior sunglasses that he had thrown down there in a rage a few days earlier. He didn't even want to acknowledge that Brodie was there right now. He didn't even want to begin to describe to her quite how he felt right now. How could she do this? So she witnessed a car crash during her cold turkey? Big deal. Pete had been in the car crash, and William had too, and he had been there because of Pete. He glanced up at her and threw the broken glasses down again.
"You probably won't even remember this later, so I guess it's alright... I don't even know where to begin with you," Pete said. He still had cuts and bruises on his face. A few stitches, and his arm was fractured. It was easier to overcome the physical pain than it was to overcome the emotional. "It's like your so wrapped up in your own pathetic little world you forget that everything else goes on around you," Pete said. "I sympathise with you, I really do, don't tell me I don't understand because I fucking do, but at least I didn't cut out the people trying so hard to save me. You know why the fuck I was driving that car at that fucking speed? Because I thought you'd taken my fucking pills to do yourself in," Pete snapped. "I know how to help you, Brodie, you just have to let me," Pete said, and turned around, heading back toward the parking lot so he could go back to the tour bus. He didn't want to see her anymore, he didn't want to give up on her even though she'd given up on herself, but right now Pete couldn't even face himself properly in the mirror without feeling a rush of guilt.[/color][/size][/blockquote][/ul]

untill the clock speaks up
say it's time to go
you can choose the high
or the lower road

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[Brodie Dhonchaindh]

I can't take it
This welcome is gone and
I've waited long enough to make it

[/b] She wasn't making much sense at all now. Though that wasn't much of a surprise. "I...I want out of neverland..." She said quietly those words were meant only for his ears.

A strange way of asking for help.

But she was asking none the less.

"I..." She started, her voice shaking quietly as she looked up at him. God she hated this, she felt so...small, reduced to her knees begging for help from a man she hardly knew. "I...got my self...in a hole...and I can't get out." She explained looking back down at the floor. She couldn't look at him, she see the look in his eyes...and he didn't want him to see her glazed eyes. "And I tried...but I keep falling...and I don't know...to stop it." Another pause as she stoped, still her hand holding his in a feble atempt to stop him walking away. "Because I'm shit full of so much fucking I can't..." Then she stoped not even realizing she had gotten the worlds mixed up. Silience followed as she let her hand drop and she sunk in to the ground. She couldn't stop him walking away. She expected it. But deep down, she wished he would stay, because for once someone wouldn't be giving up.

And that might mean there was a chance all this could change - for real this time.
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And if you're so strong.
You might as well just do it alone.
And I'll watch you go.

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