DEATH VALLEY (FOB/Youngblood Chronicles)

Chapter 16

Pete told me that he called the police and that they already took Patrick. I felt guilty in some way. Maybe if I went with Andy to find Joe and Pete and do something so that Patrick went back to normal then Joe wouldn't be dead right now.

"It was terrible. Once Patrick killed Joe, his eyes went back to normal...and he looked at us and then back at his dead friend. He probably realized the huge mistake he committed."

"You and Andy are gonna tell the police what actually made Patrick acting up like that right?"

"We are. I'm just afraid that the police won't believe us."

Pete hugged me again. I hugged him back and buried my face in his shoulder.
"I just hope nothing else like this happens again," I mumble. We let go and walk out of the hospital. I felt a tap on my shoulder and I turned to see Andy carrying the plastic bag I left behind.

"Is this yours?" I nod and took the bag. I looked at the ground to see that Foxes wasn't laying there anymore and the truck was missing too.

Andy put a hand on my back and the three of us went walking down the street. I saw Pete was still gloomy while Andy just kept looking up straight.
"Where are we going," I broke the silence.

"We're gonna drop you off to our place and while you're there the two of is will explain to the officers what happened with Patrick."

I was about to protest but maybe it wasn't a good time so I agreed. When we made it to where I first met the youngbloods Andy told me where the kitchen and the bathroom were at.

As I heard the door shut I went to the bathroom and stripped off my clothes to get into a shower. I thought about Foxes and I start bursting in tears. Why did I let this happen to her? She didn't deserve to die.

I got out of the bathroom and went into one of their bedrooms. The bed was neatly done and it smelled like vanilla. I wonder who's room this was. I sat on the bed and looked at a picture laying on one of the drawers. I picked it up and observed it. The youngbloods were in the picture looking very happy. I turned it and there was writing. It read We are family.

A tear fell on the picture and I quickly wiped it off and set it back on the drawer. I grabbed the plastic bag and pulled out the blue t-shirt. I put it on and looked in the mirror. It fit perfectly. I just needed pants. I checked in the closet grabbed some jeans. I wasn't the tall type so I rolled up the end of the jeans.

I checked in the refrigerator and grabbed a water bottle. I drank it all too fast. I went to another bedroom and right away I could tell it was Patrick's room. There was a hanger with two fedoras. I saw a few papers scattered on the bed. They were a little wrinkled. I piled them up and before I put them inside the desk I sat on his bed and read one of them.

January 2002
This place is one big hell. I wasn't expecting to be working here until I'm 30. The food is terrible and Courtney is a pain in the ass. She strangled my hair today and told me if I didn't kill Chad she would shave my head bald. Even my sideburns.

I was terrified so I grabbed the knife and stabbed him in the chest. He looked so worthless. As I finished my dirty work I heard Courtney laugh. It stung my ears. I wish to never do something like this ever again. Unfortunately wishes don't come true.

I was just speechless. Patrick use to work for Courtney. It's probably one of the many reasons why the youngbloods hate Courtney. Did the others work for her too? I wonder. I didn't wanna read the rest so I placed them on his desk.

I went to the living room and I heard the front door unlock. Pete and Andy came in walking up to me.

"So how did it go?" I asked.

"Not so great actually." Andy replied.

"I knew he wasn't gonna listen to us," Pete whispered.

Andy looked at the pants I was wearing. He raised an eyebrow at me.
"So you were snooping into my room I see?"

"I didn't carry a pair of clean pants so I decided to um borrow...yours," I said.
I sat on the couch and looked up at Andy.

"This is all my fault," I said.
Andy looked hurt. He shook his head.
"No it isn't. This girl was playing a chant that made Patrick go psycho and that's what made him kill Joe."

That girl was Foxes. I rest my chin on my knees and began to cry. I felt so much pain I decided to let it all out.
"Sh-she was my s-s-sister!" I cried out.
"She was also possessed by Courtney. W-we were always against her. I saw how Courtney raised up her gun to my sister's head and pulled that damn trigger. She d-died in front of my eyes! Just like Sean w-who was my best friend and my pa-parents. I hate Courtney."

I looked up at the two men staring at me.
"You guys are m-my family too. A-and I don't w-wanna lose you guys t-too but J-Joe is gone and Patrick i-is in jail. I failed you guys."
I kept sobbing and all of a sudden I felt a pair of arms around me. I looked to my right to see Pete sobbing. Then I felt Andy to my left. We all hugged and cried.

"Y-you didn't fail us Blaire," Pete mumbled.

"You're one o-of us now. W-we'll find a way to get Patrick outta there and take d-down Courtney for good." Andy sobbed.

"W-we are f-family," I sobbed which made us all cry even more.
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A/N: Ugh I almost cried writing this chapter. Anyways hope you guys enjoyed.