Saturday (Peterick)

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-Patrick's POV-

I woke up in a bed I didn't know. I moved my arms to realize one arm was handcuffed to the bedframe. I tried to pull away, but every time I tried, my wrist would sting like the cuff was dipped in poison. I looked around the room. I was in Pete's house. "Pete!" I screamed as loud as I could, again and again.

I heard footsteps rush up the stairs. The door opened opened to reveal Gerard. "Look who's awake," He said. "I wonder how Thomas and Pete are doing? How about we do the same? What do ya say, Pattycakes?"

I struggled harder against the restraints, ignoring the betrayal I felt from Pete. "Oh come on! It'll be fun!" He said taking his shirt off as he neared me. He reached for my belt and started taking it off and I screamed loudly hoping to get anyone's attention. 

The door bust open and Pete rushed in and punched Gerard so hard, if he was human, it would have surely broken something. He reached for his back pocket and pulled out a syringe filled with a purplish liquid.

As Pete went for his neck with the needle, Gerard grabbed Pete's wrist and shoved the syringe into Pete's neck. As soon as he did that, Pete fell to the ground unconscious.

I screamed and with all my might, I pulled at the chain, ignoring the burning until it finally snapped the wooden bedframe.

A/n Can we just talk about Misadventures, though? It's so great, even the cd case is beautiful.