Pete's POV

"It's time "

"For what?"

"You know what."

"Are you ready?"

"Yes."

"Then yes, it's time."

"Stay with me. I'm scared."

"I'll be here the whole time."

"Time."

Mikey's POV

Today's the big day. Fuck this is scary. "You ok Mikes?" I wince at Gerard's question. Only Pete can call me Mikes. Pete. He should be here. I should be marrying him. I told him a lie. I told him I didn't love him but all I was doing was lying to myself. I do. "Yeah I'm fine. Just thinking." I reply. "Not getting cold feet are you?" Yes. "No." Liar. "Ok cool. Ready to go?"

I clamber into the car and roll the window down. I'm gonna be sick. "Hey Gee! Can you like get me a plastic bag from the house?" He looks at me concerned. "Are you ok?" I nod. "I'm fine, just feel a bit sick. Probably nerves." Gee nods. "Fair enough. Mom said she felt a bit ill when she was nervous."

"Did you get nervous?" I ask him. "Nope. When I married Frank I knew what I wanted. I wanted him and nothing could stop us that day." I smile at him. He's so happy and full of love. I wish I was. On the way to the church I get a phone call from Brendon. He sounds distressed.

M: hello?

B: hi. I know you don't care but I just thought I should tell you that two days ago they pulled the plug on Pete.

M: so he's dead?

B: I don't know.

M: how can you not know?

B: it's more he just needs to wake up now. He's off life support and if he doesn't wake up this week he's going to die.

M: ok. Thanks. I have to go now.

B: oh yeah, I'll see you there.

M: see ya.

"What's going on?" My brother asks as we pull into the parking lot. "Pete has this week to wake up or he's gonna die 'cause they've taken him off life support." I fall out the car in my haste to get away from everyone. I head for my dressing room and look in the mirror.

Can I do this? Am I marrying the right person? Do I make shit desicions? Should I go be there in case Pete wakes up?

No, no, yes, no. I can't go see Pete. I have to marry Alicia. I have too. Right?

Pete's POV

"So how do I do this?" Mykey and I look at the screen. I stand with my arms crossed across my chest and Mykey just stares intently at it. "Do I like, walk into it?" I point my arms at the screen in a sort of reaching out motion. "I don't know."  The battering on the door outside gets louder.

"Ok what the Hell is that? What's outside?" I've been here a year and haven't been told. "It's Darkness. It's your Darkness. This is your mind we're in and that's full of all your repressed memories. The things that scare you. The things that hurt you. The things that break you."

"Well it's loud enough to make me wanna kick it or jump away from it." Then it clicks. "Mykey, open the door." He looks startled. "What?"

"Open the door." I repeat. "It might be able to get me out of here." Mykey looks confused but complys. Three. He grabs the handle. Two. He twists it. One. The door opens. Nothing. Then, someone walks in. Two people walk in.

The first one drops to the floor and convulses violently and the other kneels beside him. The second one is blonde. He's crying. He's scared. He hates himself and blames himself for everything. All because of the boy he loves. All because of me. Salt water runs down my face and into my mouth.

"I don't think I want to see these." I whisper. "I'm not strong enough."

"That's why they're repressed. Because it hurts." They both dissapear. Then they come back. They're both running towards a car. The smaller boy cuddles into the blonde boy and they end up having a tickle fight but I don't smile. I know what happens next. They get split up. They get torn up, stomped on, chewed up, spat out and fucked over and over again.

I feel myself backing away. Something large and glass collides with my spine, preventing me from moving any further. An unearthly glow shines around me. The blonde boy speaks to his mom and she asks him a question. He replys.

"Do you even want to see him?" I know how this goes normally but this time it's different. This time he looks, not at his boyfriend but, at me. He looks me straight in the eyes.

"No."

My body flies backward, breaking through the glass. Shards of light and tears wash over me, cutting into my skin, leaving raw, red and bleeding slashes all over my arms legs and face. Then I start falling and as I fall I can only think one thing. One thing I've never had enough of.

Time.

Mikey's POV

I look in the mirror again, straightening my tie and smoothing down my hair. For a moment I just stare but I feel as if there's someone else here too. If I focus enough I can see him. I can see Pete over my shoulder. He winks at me and kisses my cheek. "Catch you later Mr Wentz. I'll be the one at the end of the aisle." Then he's gone. He's gone and I'm alone.

The door behind me opens and a familiar red head pops in. "You ready? It's time." I force a smile and take a deep breath. I can do this. I can't do this. "Yup." I pop the 'p' and follow him out. It's time.

Pete's POV

I open my eyes. Light. Ow. Bad idea. Opening and closing them rapidly makes me remember that blinking's a thing. A orange haired nurse comes in and looks suprised to see me sitting there. "Took you long enough! Glad to see you're alive." I blink at her. "Alive?" She smiles. "You were in a coma for a year. They took you of life support two days ago. We weren't sure if you were gonna make it."

I stare at her. What. The. Actual. Fuck. "It's ok. I know it's a bit of a shock. Just stay here and I'll go get a doctor."

"No wait!" She stops and turns round. "Did a tall, blonde haired man and his fiancée come in here at all?" She nods. "Yup, that was a month ago. He hasn't been back since." She says.

"I have to get out of here." I try to get out but she stops me. "No you nee-"

"The man I love is about to get married to the wrong person and I can't let him do that. I know he doesn't love her and I know he doesn't love me." I swallow and my voice cracks a little. "But I still need to stop him because no one else will." She considers it and I can literally see the wheels and cogs turning in her brain as she thinks. Then she hands me two little white pills and a glass of water.

"Take these, clothes are on the chair in the corner, I'll lock the bathroom door and you can go out the window. Don't really care if I get fired, it's a shit job anyway." I leap up and tackle her into a big hug. "Thank you thank you thank you." Downing the pills and getting quickly dressed I start to open the window. Putting one leg out and over the sill first, my body and head follows, dragging my other leg with it. I jump out and land on the ground.

Ninja cat levels obtained. Sure. I'm free! Luckily there's no security cameras here so I can sneak over the fence without any detection. Tonight I am Victorious. Wait, I've just realised. I have no fucking clue where the church is. Guess I'm walking then.

Mikey's POV

Alicia glides up the aisle in a beautiful white dress. Fitted at the waist and slightly clingy but long and flowing at the bottom. She looks so beautiful. But she's not Pete. I smile as she joins me and everyone sits. The preist starts. The whole time he's speaking I'm not listening. All I can think about is why the Hell am I doing this?

This is the wrong person. I want to marry Pete. Or do I? He hurt me so many times. We lost each other a long time ago. Maybe I should just give up. Clearly he feels the same way. No, you know what. Fuck Pete Wentz. He's a dick. He left me so many times. But I also left him. Oh I don't know!

"Now it's time for the vows."

I blink and snap back to reality. Looking at Alicia I recite my vows.

"Alivia, ever since we met you have always been there. I'm not very good with words so apologies if this is a bit crap." Everyone laughs. "But you have. You've always been there and although we've hit a few bumps along the way, we've always flown over them and carried on together. I love you." Alicia smiles and says hers.

"Mikey, you're amazing. You're talented, you're handsome, funny, kind, smart and have a good sense of humour. You're everything a girl could want. I love you too." Everyone aw's but I mentally hit her. She's so cheesy. Ew. "If anyone has any reason why these two should not be joined im holy matrimony please speak now."

The churh door opens and in runs a little, tired Pete Wentz. "I object!" He yells. Everyone turns and stares, whisperings start. "What are you doing?" I hiss. I'm suprised he's awake and alive and I can tell Brendon, Ryan, Joe, Andy and Patrick are too. "I'm stopping you from making one of your shitty desicions again. You don't love Alicia. She's a cover up for who you really love."

"And who would that be?"

"Me!"

"Who told you that?" I ask.

"You did. People in comas can hear you know." Oh. Shit. "I heard everything." He whispers. "No! I'm marrying Alicia! I'm going to marry the person who didn't try to leave me...twice!" Patrick, Brendon, Gerard and Ryan chime in with a barber shop quartet "Oh, Oh, Oh, you just got burned" and then sit down again. Pete looks close to tears but I don't care anymore.

I run back to Alicia. "Say I do!" I demand. "I..I d...do." She says shakily. "I do." I say, kissing her hard. "There! We're married now Pete so you can leave! Just get out. No one invited you, no one wanted you so just fuck off yeah? Here," I throw a box of asprin at him. "Take as many as you want. Maybe this time you'll actually succeed."