The rain poured down in miserable Chicargo/Baltimore/Vegas/Altrincham (pick a location!) A lone grave sat on the barren hillside. Engraved on it, were the words:
HERE LYS PETER LEWIS KINGSTON PIZZA WENTZ III,
JUNE 5 1979 - FEBRY 30 1990,
TRESHAD SON,
GR8 FREND,
LUVED BRUVA,
AND ALRITE BOYFREND,
WE MISS U SO MUCH.
A random boy is sat by the grave. The grief is still fresh in his heart.
"I muss you Pete," he whimpers. "Even though I only just found out you were 5 years older than me, we were as close as anyone could possibly be. I miss you,"
He places a flower and a black eyeliner pencil by the grave, then walked off. He was going to find Mr Gaskarth, Pete's killer, and make him PAY.
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Badly Written Cliche Fanfiction (Parody)
DiversosMe and my friends were talking about overused Fanfiction things and we created this.... masterpiece. Patrick has had a crush on Pete for years, but does Pete love him back? Will other love get in the way? Will Patrick get over his traumatic mental p...
