Friends? (-peterick-)

Epiloge

I'm SO SORRY YOU PROBABLY HATE ME NOW
Three years later
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" i think you're my best friend, don't you know the kids aren't al- kids aren't alright" my voice came back a year after I left the band. They found a new singer named kaleb. He looked pretty cool, blue hair and a lot of tattoos
I watched a lot of interviews on YouTube and they guys have changed a lot. Petes hair is now orange
He probably did it to make you want to come back. Orange was my favourite colour. " I'm going to be singing one last song tonight." I said into the microphone at the pub I was playing at. " it's called young volcanos" I strummed my guitar and started singing
"When rome's in ruins, we are the lions free of the colosseum" this was my favourite song we ever wrote. "In poison places we are anti venom" I scanned the crowd as I kept singing. The little bell on top of the door signalled people entering the bar I looked at the door and saw four figures coming in. It took me a few minutes to regonize three of the faces.
Joe
Andy
Pete
I didn't dare stop singing. I didn't dare look away.
Joe looked around as if wondering where the music was coming from. I closed my eyes to concentrate on the song, which wouldn't help much seeing as there were only a few verses left. "Americana exotica do you wanna feel a little beautiful baby?" I finished the song and everyone clapped. I could feel the guys' eyes on me as I walked off stage. I was almost out the door unnoticed by them when I felt a hand grab my arm. The hand spun me around and pushed me against the wall.
"Where do you think your going?" The voice snarled. It was Pete. I didn't reply which only made him madder, " c'mon. answer me" he brought his lips beside my ear and whispered "pattycakes" feircely. I still didn't answer, just then I noticed Andy and Joe approaching behind him. Andy leaned in and whispered something inaudible then nodded. Joe and Pete grabbed my arms but instead of struggling I just let them drag me to where ever. They got me in a taxi and I closed my eyes and leaned against the window. I stated humming sugar we're going down quietly, I felt a hand on my shoulder so I opened one eye to look at the owner of the hand; Pete was staring at me smiling like they hadn't just stump-napped me
I closed my eye again and kept humming. Sooner than I thought we were there, wherever there was, I kept my eyes closed as they brought me to wherever they were bringing me. I was sat in a chair. Alone.
My anxiety started to kick in
Ohmygodswhataretheydoingwhenareyougonnagetoutwhatthefuck
I took a minute to calm my self down
Name 5 things you hear
Breath
Name 5 things you feel
Breath
Name 5 things you enjoy
Breath.
I repeated these steps until I could breath again. I heard whispers when I heard some heavy foot steps coming towards me
"Patrick you can open your eyes" Petes voice echoes throughout the building, I slowly opened my eyes to see Pete with tears streaming down his face. "Why did you leave?" He sobbed "why Patrick?" I cupped his cheek with my hand and smiled sadly at him. "Do you know what started when you left?" He started shaking. I grabbed his face and pulled him up to kiss me.
"I love you" I whispered to him "and don't you forget it" he smiled and brought out faces together again.
We were together once again.

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THE END!!!!!
Sorry if I killed you from feels. I think I might do a sequel but not until my arm heals. I typed this whole chapter with only one hand and it was pretty hard.
Also please put suggestions for the theme of the squeal and what it should be called.
K bye
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