The Fall Out Angel (A Fall Out Boy ~ Patrick Stump FanFiction)

23. Patrick's P.O.V.

Patrick's P.O.V.

My heart had been pounding so much, something is happening to her...I feel it, and I know it's bad. It makes me frustrated, we have no leads on where she is, where they are or anything. They are gone, with her on their hands...god knows what they could have done with her. It's been weeks since she went missing and we're still not having any progress here which kills me as time pass. Rusty is right...the more we stay like this, the less chance we have for saving her.

"We can't just stay like this! Maybe Rusty knows something!" I suddenly shouted out of my frustration and soon after that, Pete held me by my shirt.

"Pull your shit together, Stump! We're doing everything to get back to them! Let Rusty do what he wants to do, the guy already lost some hope to us! We caused this, he's right! Let him do what he can and let's do what WE can...our way! Don't get your feelings in the way, that won't help us. We're all worried for her." Pete said then after that he just let me go.

I angrily sat down. I couldn't even stay put for a minute. This was all because of me.

"Wait, I remember something...that guy, the older one, you know the brother of the girl that died...he mentioned something. They were rich right and he said they are putting up this place. We heard them one night where they said –

"They'll keep us there...somewhere we can't escape." Joe continued what Andy was saying and I did remember that time too.

"But at that time, it wasn't finished yet...that's why they can't take us there...but where can that be?!" Pete said, trying to remember anything and then suddenly, like a flash of lightning. It hit me.

"Yacht. A yacht! I heard them one night, Nash, the brother...he was talking to her sister there. He said it was our transportation. Fuck! If I could have just remembered this a lot earlier!" I said in panic, already walking towards the front door and getting my jacket.

"P-Patrick...you're right. It could be...maybe an island or something, but...again, where?!" Pete asked and I involuntarily smirked at them.

"I still remember the place so clear in my mind and there's only one beach near that place. Come on! Get Rusty, we need to tell the guy everything now." I said with a hopeful smile, but right on cue...my phone rang...

I stopped moving and immediately took it out and answered it.

"Remember the place where those people lock you up?! There's one beach near that place, go there...now!" I heard him say and he's in panic too.

I have no idea how the hell would he know that, but that doesn't matter for now. We're on the right track here, it's only a matter of time before we save her...and I swear, we're going to save her.

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The whole drive was silent...this road reminds us that horrible past if you ask me, I won't go here anymore. No one was talking inside the car, but the tension is really high. I can almost hear the beat of my heart, I feel like we're close to saving her and giving this situation a close...finally.

Suddenly we noticed a motorcycle following us and we realized it was Rusty. We are now side by side in this empty road because this road is already leading to that sea shore. It was about to get night too, but we didn't care, we can't let another day pass by with her on their hands.

Pete and Rusty exchanged looks and with a nod, our car, and his motorcycle accelerated more and soon enough we arrived at the beach. We all climbed out of the car and went to search the area...it was weirdly empty like it has become an off-limits area to the public.