Patryck x reader angst

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(A/N: So I span a wheel and here we go.)

Patryck, all too familiar. You had heard his name everywhere on the news. And you loved the fucker, and when I say loved, that is no exaggeration. Everywhere he and the red army were you followed suit. However, they were never there. You were obsessed with him. He was your phone background, you slept with a photo of him, hell, you're entire search history was him. You made a point to make every outfit you wore somewhat similar to his.

Suddenly, your phone pinged. You immediately rushed to it, knowing what it was. The Red Army were 10 minutes away from your home! You rushed to put on your shoes but not your coat; you didn't worry about getting wet. You just wanted to see the love of your life. Dashing through the rain, only one name flashed through your mind, 'Patryck.' You ran and ran and ran, only to find mass destruction. There was no sight of them anywhere. You decided to keep running, in case you could catch up with them, in hopes to see your one true love, Patryck.

When you were running, you felt a stinging sensation in your ankles. But no matter what, you were going to find Patryck and confess. The rain brushed your skin, hurting even more. You didn't look down, you just wanted Patryck. Whatever had hurt your ankles fucked you over, you fell into a puddle and crawled backwards into an alleyway. You saw two figures stood at the end of the alleyway. "What should we do with her, sir?" One asked. The other nodded, pointing their gun at you. "Shoot her. She's a waste of our time, plus, we can't get caught," The other voice said. You recognised it. It was none other than...

  *BANG!*

"P-Patryck..."

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