Young Volcanoes (Young Bloods Sequel)

Chapter Øne

~Pete's POV~

Ryan and Tyler had just returned with their backpacks full of food and supplies. I stayed on the floor with Patrick while the others that were awake, minus Frank, hurried over to see the haul.

"Fuck yes! Nutter butters!" Spencer exclaimed, pulling a shiny red wrapper from one of the bags, "Oh it's been too long..."

"I remembered someone had mentioned them last stop." Ryan laughed, pulling different snacks and foods out of his bag. They were emptying everything on the empty bed. It looked like it had been a good day, because the crinkling of wrappers was loud enough to make Patrick lift his head tiredly.

"Are they back?.." He yawned, rubbing his eye.

I smiled and put my hand on his back, "yea, 'Trick. Sleep good?"

"Decent enough." He mumbled, rising to his feet. I frowned, holding out my arms. He rolled his eyes and pulled me to my feet, the blue glow of our touch completely bathing us.

Ever since escaping, our glow wasn't just centered on where we touched. It over took all of us. None of us could really explain it. Ryan's "soulmates" theory was the closest we could get to an answer, but even that was just a theory.

I followed Patrick to the bed of snacks and we began looking through it ourselves. Lots of candy and energy bars...Not that I'd ever complain. Some fruit flavored drinks and a couple apples...

"Who got the request for the red bull?" Josh asked, turning the can gentily in his hand.

"That was Frank." Ryan said, passing Brendon a twix bar.

I looked at Frank. He was looking down at his lap. He didn't even react to his name. He had just been so numb since we left that place...Only Gerard really got through to him...

"Josh, let me see the can." Patrick spoke up next to me. Josh nodded, passing the can to Patrick. Patrick smiled and walked over to the bed in front of Frank. "Frank?.." Patrick spoke softly, "We got your drink." He set the drink in Frank's lap. Frank looked up just slightly as Patrick's hand pulled away. Patrick smiled. Frank gave a slight nod and grabbed up the can to open it.

"That's more of a response than the rest of us can get..." Brendon said quietly.

"Don't start..." Ryan spoke under his breath.

Patrick came back up beside me and grabbed a bag of skittles. "I'm going back over there..." He said softly, letting his hand slip through mine. Our glow was visible for just a moment before he went to go sit back down.

"Pete." I looked at Ryan and he nodded towards the door. He walked over to open it and I followed. He shut the door behind me.

"How's Patrick?" He asked.

I sighed. "Patrick is alright..."

"I know you're lying." Ryan crossed his arms.

"You said you'd stay out of my head, Ross."

"I don't need to get in your head. I can see it on your face." Ryan shot back at me. He was quiet for a moment before he spoke again, "If you'd just try to convince him to let me see if I can help..."

"No!" I shook my head, "He's too freaked out by what happened a month ago. He doesn't want anyone, even you, in his head..."

Ryan nodded, "I get it...I really just want to help with his nightmares... I had to help Brendon so many nights after it first happened..."

"I know...thanks anyway, Ry."

Ryan gave me a small smile before opening the door to go back inside. Ryan had been rebuilding his abilities and was almost back to how he was before we lost him. He helped the others with any nightmares or memories that had been buried by that place.