Patrick Mansion.Episode 21.Times like these.

'Patrick?',Ashlee whispered back. 'Nurse Simpson!Get this man into theatre!,The doctor shouted from across the desk. 'Sorry sir,right away',she gasped wheeling him into the direction of the operation room. Patrick took countless short breaths as he slowly sat down in the waiting room. 'What the hell?',he htought to himself. He had completely forgot about Ashlee and Bronx even! 'Oh my god,her baby!What have i done?',he gasped holding his head in his hands. He had took all this away from ashlee and pete,rouined her.What must she be coping like!And they never even got a final divorce in court. BUt it wasn't Patricks fault. Pete had took him away,after arguements with ashlee,he had aways wanted to move on with patrick.He had took him from his small trailer with andy,and his made up girlfriend,alicewhich could be real. Did he want this anymore?Or his old life back. Back in thatre ashlee was fighting back tears as she stood.Still as concrete.Staring at Pete. He was already gassed out,asleep and peaceful. She couldn't stand it.Did she still love him?Or hate him uncontrolably.'Nurse simpson?NURSE SIMPSON!',a doctor with wild curly hair tucked under his beanie and mask. 'Oh sorry doctor York,thanks,ok scalpel!',She spoke up and taylor york handed it to her with a quick whip of his hand. 'Ok',she sighed taking a deep breath,'Lets get his done'. She made a small sicen through his arm,and started searching for the bullet. For once the bleeping of the heart beat meter,felt like a pain in her heart every second. 'I-i dont think there is one?,are you sure it didn't just skim the arm??',she said confused,lokking at the flap of skin and muscle,searching. 'Well he seemed pretty...shot,when him and that short dude came in',Taylor said,smirking and trying his best to look up Ashlee's skirt as she bent over Pete. 'PATRICK!His names patrik you douche!And his name is..Pete,and i-i dunno,it is just a skim of the skin,he definatley wasnt shot preoperlley.' 'Ooooh damn...',Taylor whispered,still checking ashlee out. 'TAYLOR!',she shouted sharply,turning round to face him,'This man is dying and your concentrating on my ass?Your mind isn't in surgurey i promise you,its on boobs,asses and guitar playing hey?',she said,annoyed,and turning back and examing pete,she decided to sew back up his arm and then cut open his chest. 'His heart doctor york,get a scan of this',she said as taylor ran over to a machine and took a quick scan over it.'What's his health history?',she asked,still examing his heart. 'We,er dont have any,he doesnt normaly visit here,he normaly goes to,i dunnno,hes got no ihstory!But he comes from Chicago!Awesome!',Taylor laughed. 'TAYLOR!She barked,suddenly the heart beat incresed,the beeping was so overbearing and it was loud and incredible fast. Ashlee quickly sewed up his heart. He could wake any minute. 'Quick!doctor york!Hes having a heart attack!' 'Oh my f-',Taylor cut off as he grabbed the heavy chargers and swung them to ashlee. 'Ok',she brathed quickly',Charging-',she suddenly stopeed as taylor barged her out of the way. 'I can do this',he pressed the chargers heavily against pete. Nothing. He chargedn themm agian and this time petes body jumped up. 'Yes!hes alive we just need to save him!',Ashlee cried! Taylor charged again and petes body pounded,once again aswell. Patrick stared at the wall,and at the happy couples leaving,husband and wife. Young and old. He couldtn take it. He loved Pete more than words could explain,but he knew he should do what was right for evryone else,he ran,staright out of the hospital. He ran as fast as he could,tears streeming, Pete was his only exception,but he couldnt stand being so selfish. He ran as he got outside a tall block of council flats,just like Pete had. And he sat and cried,feeling Pathetic. Sudddenly Pete gained concoiusness,still on the hosptial opertating bed. Ashlee and Taylor had dilebratley left him there. Ashlee wanted to see him wake,and not infront of everyone else.Taylor and Ahslee waited in silence as pete slowly opened his eyes,they seemed glazed,but only in tears. He was so confused. 'Patrick!Patrick!',he started screaming suddenly. 'NO pete!Its-its ashlee',she wshipered,ringing her hat in her hands. 'Ashlee?,'Pete wispered shakily. He tried to sit,but his body couldnt manage it. 'Pete,no its ok',Ashlee soothed and she propped him onto pillows. 'Ashlee,what?',Pete mumbled,confused deeply. He stoked her gentle face,and rembered how much he had always loved her. 'Pete',Ahslee started to cry,'What happened?' 'You wouldn't belive me',he laughed. 'Oh pete!I can't belive how we broke up,ive been struggling so much,did you froget me?And bronx too?' 'Of course not',He said,'But i moved on Ashlee,and i-i love parick,more than anything in the world.' 'Oh,i get it pete,Youre in love,like we where once',Ashlee said,upset,'I want to take you to him,because love is the strongest thing in the world.' Ashlee helped Pete into a Wheelchair,and into the waiting room. 'Where is he?',Pete whispered. Pete suddenly ripped himself out of the wheelchair and ran,he was in so mch intense pain,But not as much pain if he let patrick go. he ran out onto the motorway,chasing cars,incase patrick was in one,and running into ppl,whoever he saw wearing a hat. He came to a giant block of flats. There he was,curled upo,in tears,his small head resting on the pavement. Pete cam by his side as oatrick quickly mopped up tears. 'Don't leave me patrick,all i wanted was you'.

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