The first time Pete realized he was in love with Patrick, it was too late. Cause when you’re thinking of boning your best friend while saying your wedding vows, well, too bad. And it’s not like he didn’t expect it, expect to fall in love accidentally on purpose again, but he loved Ashlee so much. The girl, with red dyed hair and perfect curves, with the prettiest eyes and the softest voice, who was carrying his baby, well, no one could measure up to her. So he dismissed the thought. There was no one in the world he’d rather be with than her, his Ashlee, his perfect match.
And she’d given him everything he ever needed. Love, commitment, a family, a guiding light. But he did the worst thing ever. He’d forgotten something he’d said once.
“There’s no one in the world I’d rather be with than you, the boy with the prettiest eyes and the softest voice. No one can measure up to you, Patrick. You’re my perfect match.”
Pete did that too often, and Patrick believed him, that he was just his best friend, and he didn’t want to be anything more. He was seventeen years old. He didn’t love love his best friend. He hadn’t even considered PeteandPatrick yet. But over the years, that’s what they became. PeteandPatrick, best friends and partners in crime. But in the course of half a year, that changed, Cause Pete got some girl knocked up and they got married and Patrick suddenly wasn’t as important anymore. And what they’d spent so long building up got broken like Patrick’s heart the day Pete said his vows, and realized the thing he thought was right all along was wrong. But he did the wrong thing anyway and now Patrick was dead.
Cause when you’re holding your wife’s hand next to the casket at your best friend’s funeral you realize you said all the wrong things and you never got a chance with the person you loved the most and he goes and kills himself, well, too bad.