Vintage Misery (Peterick)

Chapter 9: Emperor's New Clothes

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Patrick's POV:
I fell into a relaxed state and started dreaming. I was in a completely white room with no windows, no doors, no nothing. "Holy smokes" I said to myself looking around scared and alone. A video played out in a holographic form in front of me. It was when Pete and I first met and it made me smile and giggle a little bit.

Then I feel a shiver go down my spine as I felt someone's presence. "Worthless", "Ugly", "Dorky", "Short" echo through my head as I started to cry. I tried to run away from it but it couldn't because I would end up in the same place. It was kind of like video game lag when you try to run and you just walk into a wall and can't go anywhere. Then the walls started closing up on my and I couldn't go anywhere.

I heard a laugh in the distance and I screamed. As the walls got closer to me. I put my hands on them and started pushing. Before I knew it, I was crushed by walls and my bloody body fell to the floor. "ARGHHHHHHHH!" I screamed waking up. Pete woke up scared and jumpy. "Patrick?! You okay?" He said checking me over to make sure I was fine.

"I-I'm fine. It was just a dream." I said kissing his forehead. He smiled and then went back to bed since it was 3 am. I got comfortable and tried to fall back to sleep. I eventually fell asleep and I woke up at 11 am groggy as hell. I sat up and noticed Pete was not in bed so I went downstairs.

"Hey Pete." I said rubbing my eyes. "Hey Patty!" He said smiling at me. He was making pancakes for breakfast. "Mmmm Pancakes." I said rubbing my belly with hunger gurgling in my stomach. He put the pancakes on a plate and handed the plate to me.

"Thanks, Pete." I said digging in. SORRY NOT SORRY "You're welcome, Patty!" He said twisting his fingers on his cheeks. He made himself some pancakes and started digging in too. "Hey, Patrick? I think we need to report Elisa to the cops so we can get some justice." He said seriously while looking into my eyes. He picked up his house phone and started dialing the cops number.

He told them about the domestic abuse and the kidnappings that occurred and my address. He hung up the phone and looked at me in the eyes. "They're gonna go to your house and investigate and then we can bring her to court." He said happily, hugging me tightly. "This is amazing." I said kissing him on the cheek. "Celebrate?" Pete said anxious to get an answer. "Totally!" I said pushing my hands up towards the ceiling laughing.

"Let's Do It!" He yelled running out of the house. He took out his phone and called some people and told them we were gonna have a party. I walked out of the house and walked up to him. "I invited 20 people! THIS PARTYS GONNA BE SICK!" He yelled with excitement, jumping up and down with his phone. We walked back into the house and put out snacks and drinks for guests.

When we were done, Joe and Andy walked into the house with 2 containers of Jack Daniels. "Hey guys!" Pete said taking the Jack Daniels cases and putting them on the counter. Pete got his phone out and put on some pop music from Pandora. More people starting flooding into the house and a girl walked in who looked oddly familiar. She walked around by herself and eventually started talking to someone.

Pete walked over to me and started talking to me. "Dude, this party is sick!!" He yelled drinking a whole cup of Jack Daniels all at once. I decided to get a drink so I grabbed a red solo cup and poured it all in.

Pete's POV:
I go to check on Patrick and he was pissed drunk. He was talking to Joe and he said "Don't just look at her ass eat it." and then he started laughing like a hyena. Joe started laughing and he started signing "Who let the dogs out?" super loud in Patrick's ear. I walked over and I said "THATS WILLLLD PATRICK!" That was for you smol_fedora and he started jumping around non stop. Then some dude busted into the door with some Budweiser cases.

"LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED!" He yelled shoving the cases in the air. I looked at him and he looked a little familiar. "Brendon?!" I yelled running over to him. "Hey, Pete!" He yelled hugging me with Budweiser in his hand. The one and only Brendon Urie was still alive!

Patrick saw him and started running over to him. "Brendon! I thought you were dead!" He yelled hugging him and crying. "Nope! I'm still alive! When they through that axe in my back, I was found and rushed to the hospital and I almost died." He said proudly while setting the cases down. "Why don't we have a concert to celebrate you being alive?" I said patting his shoulder. "Why not!" He said putting on his music. "Hey everybody! We are going to have a exclusive Panic! At The Disco concert so welcome...Brendon Urie!" I yelled clapping.

Welcome to the end of eras
Ice has melted back to life
Done my time and served my sentence
Dress me up and watch me die
If it feels good, tastes good
It must be mine
Dynasty decapitated
You just might see a ghost tonight

He ended the song and everyone was cheering until there lungs gave out. DO YOU GET THE REFERENCE? "That was amazing Brendon!" I said clapping for him. "Thank you! Thank you! I wanted it to be the best for you." He said winking in a flirty kind of way.

Patrick's POV:
I was drinking my Jack Daniels when someone came up behind me without me noticing and put a knife to my throat. "Pete!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. Pete saw me and ran to the rescue. The person who was holding me hostage got aggressive and started throwing threats. "You get one more step closer to Patrick and he dies." The familiar voice holding me hostage said.

ANOTHER CLIFFHANGER!! MWAHAHA! Hello my smol and tol childs! Happy early thanksgiving! I've been working on this chapter for 2-3 days because I didn't really know what to write until today so I hoped you liked it. Until next time! Bye!