i've already given up on myself twice;[patrick stump;pete wentz//twogirls.] FOURTY NINE. PART 2 (Different Ending)

//BROOKE.//
Fall Out Boy's manager walked into the room.
"Lunch is over, lets get back to work." He said. I'd met him before, Dan.
"Brooke? Miss Brooke?" Dan smiled.
"Hey." I gave him a hug.
"So, uh, whats going on here? I thought you and Brendon-" Dan started.
"Yes..Gabe and Joe decided to...shove the sister and I in here." I opened up the recording room door.
"Dan will let us out. Lets go, Caroline." I said. I felt bad for Patrick, when I looked into the room to get Caroline, they were both crying. Caroline just nodded and walked out. Pete was holding Aleera, looking at her. Dan was looking at her too.
"I'll have Aleera back." I stuck out my arms. Pete looked up at me.
"Can we talk about this tonight?" Pete asked, still not handing Aleera back.
"No, we can't. Brendon and I are going out tonight. Mom-Ms. Wentz is watching the kids." I said, not waiting anymore and took Aleera from his arms.
"Brooke, please. You're giving me no chance or say at all." Pete begged. I glanced over at Caroline with the 'did you let Patrick have a chance' type look. She nodded.
"Alright, fine. I'll cancel the date. Tonight." I sighed.
"Great, around 9. Thats about the time I get home." Pete said, he wrote down his address on a sticky note.
"I'm leaving Aleera with your mom tonight." I informed. He just nodded. Caroline and I left, angry with everything.
**8:30 HOME**
"Where are you meeting up with Patrick?" I asked.
"His house too." Caroline informed, grabbing her hoodie.
"Goodluck, babe. Text me if you need me or anything." I said, giving her a hug.
"You too." She sighed, giving Brody a kiss before putting him back in his crib. I grabbed my keys and hoodie too, gave Aleera a kiss, and was on my way to Pete's. Brendon didn't seem upset when I had to cancel the date. He understood. I followed the address Pete gave me. I drove up to this insanely huge house. So it wasn't as big as a mansion, but it was probably two times bigger than our old house or Ms. Wentz's. Surely, Travis has told me Pete started dating again, but he never went on a date with one girl more than once. It kind of made me feel a bit special, but I didn't feel at all that way right now. I knocked on the door and waited for a good minute. Finally he answered the door.
"Hey, come on in." Pete opened the door wider. I stepped inside and it smelled like teenage boy still. I followed Pete into another room like a living room. I took a seat on one of the couchs.
"You want something to drink? Water, Diet coke,-" Pete started listing.
"I'm okay, thanks." I said. He just nodded and sat in a chair across from me.
"So, what exactly did you want to talk about?" I asked.
"Of the one or two phone calls we had...you never mentioned a child. MY child." Pete sighed.
"Pete, those phone calls lasted at the most 5 minutes. I didn't want it to bother Fall Out Boy's success by holding down the sell-out bassist." I explained.
"Sell-out? What?" He raised his eyebrow.
"Oh, come on, Pete. On everything Fall Out Boy your put infront of or made more important of the guys. You still haven't changed." I pointed out. Pete sighed. Pete's cell phone started to go off, buzzing on the table. I glanced at it and it read 'Becky'. Didn't sound like a business call.
"You might want to answer tomorrow's one night stand." I rolled my eyes. Pete grabbed his cell phone, broke it in half and threw it at the wall.
"Damnit, Brooke. Stop your sarcasm. I wanted to be there for you those 9 months. If I knew, I WOULD have been there." Pete yelled.
"Really? And why would that be?" I asked.
"I was there when your father left you and your mother abused you. I was there the whole fucking time. because I loved you. No, fuck it. I still do love you. I want to be there for Aleera, my daughter. And you." Pete argued.
"Then take it back a year ago. When we were at the hotel. After shopping, as if Ashlee was never there and she fucked anybody. Now what will you do? What were you going to do before that shit happened?" I asked. Pete sighed, got up, and grabbed my hand.
"Would you like to go out to dinner with me tomorrow night? Like a date?" He asked. I laughed slightly.
"Yes, I will." I nodded. He smiled relieved.
"Sorry to leave so soon but Ms. Wentz can only watch the kids so late until she starts to fall asleep." I stood up. Pete walked me to the door.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow...around eight." He informed. I nodded. Both of us were unsure what to really do. I just gave him a hug and a small kiss on the cheek. On the ride home Caroline called me.
"Are you on your way home now?" Caroline asked.
"Yeah. Are you?" I asked.
"I just pulled into the drive way. How'd it go?" She questioned.
"Uhhm. Well...I have a date tomorrow night." I answered.
"WHAT?" She asked, a little excited a little confused.
"I'll explain when I get home. Then you tell me what happened with you and Patrick." I said. We agreed and hung up. When I got home the babies were asleep in their cribs and Ms. Wentz was asleep in her room. We went to our room and started to explain everything.