Patrick's POV
It's kinda awkward, sitting beside so many people that are already so familiar with each other, but Pete's hand on mine makes everything better.
He makes me feel like I'm not completely alone in this, like I'm supposed to be here, like it's all okay when it's not.
A new song comes on the radio and Pete jerks upwards.
"Woah, stop!", he shouts, nearly making Dan crash the car into a tree.
"What the f-", he begins, but Pete stops him.
"Turn the volume up!", he says. I don't get why he's so excited until I hear the first couple of sentences.
So long to all my friends
Everyone of them met tragic ends...
Gerard... Memories of Pete's funeral come back, making my eyes widen and my blood freeze inside my veins.
Pete's reaction is entirely different. There's a sad smile on his face and he almost looks proud.
"Gerard... He did it... Fuck, he did it...", he just whispers.
I see Dan, Phil and Dan Reynolds -jeez, those two Dan's are getting confusing- looking at him like he lost his mind so I give him a hint that perhaps he should explain.
"Gerard... He wrote this song for me... Because he wanted me to stay strong...", Pete mumbles.
"He said that to prove anyone could make it, he would publish it and it would be a hit. I didn't realise he meant it but he did... He made it... And I didn't..."
We are all silent for a few moments until Phil decides to break the awkward silence.
"That's not true. You're going to fight Lucifer, ruler of Hell... If anyone tells you that that's not making it, you can stab them with a spork".
Dan Howell -oh my God, I'm just gonna call them Dan H and Dan R from now on- leaned over towards Phil and smirked.
"Getting a little violent, Philly?", he asks. "Don't worry, I like it", he adds as Phil blushes, making him blush even more.
"Alright, love birds, cut it off", Dan R mutters in an annoyed voice. "We're going to fight the Devil, we're not going on a date".
"Scared, Dan?", Pete laughs.
Dan answers something but I can't hear it because of a sudden shot of pain, rushing through my mind.
I lean forward and groan, still trying to keep quiet. I bite my lip so hard I can taste blood and push my eyes closed.
Didn't I tell you it wasn't over?
His voice echoes inside my mind, leaving a chill running down my spine. The constant pain isn't getting any less and I feel like my brain is going to explode.
Oh, foolish mortal, it is far from over...
He's back. He never left. He was always there, hiding inside my mind, waiting for a good time to attack.
"No...", I whisper, not realising I said it out loud until I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look up and see Pete's hazel eyes looking at me with a worried expression in them.
"Patrick... Are you okay?", he asks. "You've been sitting with your head down for the past ten minutes. Is everything all right?"
I nod my head, trying to shake the memory of Lucifer's voice out of my brain. I bite my lip again and look away. Pete sees this as a sign of fear.
"He's not here, Pat", he whispers. "You're safe. We will protect you. You know that, right?"
I nod again and just continue to stare out of the window without saying anything. Pete tries to get my attention a couple of time but gives up and starts a conversation with the others.
That is when I hear him again. It doesn't hurt this time. Just that terrifying cold inside my mind, as if every nerve just becomes numb.
Soon, you will be mine, whether you want it or not.
I shake my head once again.He can't do anything. He needs his stupid weapon or something to change me. The only thing he can do now is threaten me. I'm safe.
"You won't get me", I mumble as soft as I can. "I'll fight."
How can you fight me? You must not forget I am strong and you're not. You left your boyfriend because you were afraid you would hurt him. You're weak!
The last word makes my my brain shake inside my skull because of the sudden pain. I press my head against the cold glass of the car and close my eyes. He won't get me. I won't react.
You will never be good enough for him! It's your fault he's going through all of this! You should have died instead of him! You deserve it!
"No!", I shout and try to stand up, hitting my head against the roof of the car. I look around, breathing heavily, and notice that everyone is looking at me like I've gone insane.
Everyone, except for Dan Reynolds.
He slowly stops the car and I notice that we are standing in front of an abandoned building, a different one than the one I was trapped in.
Linda Vista hospital, it says on a sign in front of the entrance.
"What did he say?", Dan R asks. As I stay silent, he asks it again, louder this time. "What did he say?!"
"Dan, what the hell are y-", Pete starts, but Dan holds up his hand, putting him to silence.
"Tell me", he says one last time.
"He... He told me it wasn't over...", I stutter. "That it was never over..."
I expect Dan to look shocked or at least concerned but instead of that, a smirk appears on his face.
"And he was right..."
With one swift movement, he flips a switch somewhere next to the car radio, making a horrible noise come out of it. It pierces right through my body and I know what this means.
I lean forward, trying to make it go away, but I know that it's hopeless. He's got me.
I can already feel my thoughts getting weaker and his orders filling up my conciousness. I gasp for air.
"No! Not again, please!", I beg. But I realise I can beg and plead as much as I can, it's hopeless. Knowing, I can only say one last thing before I fade away, I catch my breath.
I turn around, eyes turning yellow already and shout. I shout at the top of my lungs.
"RUN!"
And they run. They run for me
They run like they've never ran before.
For me.
Because I am going to kill them.
Like my master told me.
I will kill them.
All of them.
And I will have no mercy.
A/N: Woaahh, exciting stuff is gonna happen! All of your hearts are gonna break soon! *evil laugh* Okay, what did I want to say? Oh yeah.
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If You Ever Come Back ~Peterick Fanfic~
FanfictionDear Patrick, It's been one day since you left me. My friends are afraid I will kill myself, but that is not necessary. I already feel dead... My life means nothing without you. Please, I will do anything if you ever come back. Pete