How To Save Rock And Roll

Chapter 11 - It's in your head now

A/N: sorry for the really late update and the name of the chapter, it sucks. I didn't have any idea for it.

Patrick and Isaac were shoved into a room by Pete. The room was dark and empty.
Pete straddled Isaac to the ground and started beating him.

"Pete, stop! What are you doing?" Patrick shouted as he tried to get Pete off of Isaac.
But Pete ignored him and continued beating Isaac until he was unconscious.
"What the fuck, Pete? Why did you do that?" Patrick shouted at him as he stood up and wiped The Fray member's blood spatter off of his face.
"This guy is a fucking liar!" Pete said as he pointed at Isaac.
"What?" Patrick said, confused.
"He's with the girl," The bassist explained, "He tried to kill some of us, even you tried to kill us. You choked Joe and beat Nick. You don't remember what happened?" He asked, looking Patrick in the eyes.
"No, I don't," Patrick replied, looking at the ground.
Pete shortened the distance between him and the singer. "When are you going to remember stuff, Patrick?" He asked as he poked Patrick's head with his finger.
And after Pete's move, Patrick remembered.

*****

Patrick, Isaac and you were in a corridor when alarms began to ring throughout the entire hospital.
The girls came toward you three and took hold of you.
One of the girls - the one who was holding Patrick - had something in her hands; it looked like a gun.
She put it to the back of his head and pushed the trigger. It wasn't a bullet that lodged itself in his head, but something else. Because he was still standing, still alive.
"Ouch! That fucking hurts!" Patrick yelled at her.
"Oh, stop whining, would you?" The girl replied in an annoyed voice.

They guided you into the cafeteria and pushed you to the ground, in front of a table where a blonde girl was standing.
Pete, Andy and Joe were there too.
"So, just like that, our little rock stars tried to escape? Well, you failed. I'm glad I had my little Isaac to help me with this," She cooed, joining everyone in glancing over at Issac who was looking at the ground in shame.
"I'm sorry, guys, I'm really sorry,," He muttered under his breath.
"But apparently, he tried to escape too," The blonde girl growled in disappointment.
Isaac lifted his head up and met her gaze. "No, Courtney! I did not try to escape! I did everything you wanted me to do! I kidnapped Patrick twice; I tortured people!" He shouted at her.

Suddenly, a girl entered the room, her chest rising up and down rapidly as she tried to bring oxygen back into her lungs. "Our system broke, madam," She announced.
Courtney looked at her. "I suppose they're coming now?"
The girl nodded her head.
The blonde girl turned her head to us. "Well, I guess it's your lucky day, my friends."
She came down to the table and took a little box that was sitting on top of it.
As she started to walk away, the door of the cafeteria burst open and a crowd of band members entered the room.
"Let's have some fun," She murmured deviously as she pushed the button on the box and left the room.

As soon as she pushed the button, Patrick's eyes turned from their usual bluish green to a glowing, bright yellow and he jumped up, running towards Joe.He shoved him to ground and started choking him.
Pete tried to stop him, but the crowd rushed over to them and he lost sight of his friends in the sea of faces.
People in the crowd were attacking the girls.
As Patrick was choking Joe, someone pushed him to the side and he fell to the ground, next to Joe's unconscious body.
He stood up and looked around him, seeing Nicholas. He let out a low growl before running up to him and starting to hit him.

Isaac was trying to make his way through the crowd to find the guys and escape. As he caught sight of Patrick, he looked at his left and saw you.
"Y/N, we need to stop this," He told you.
"How?" You ask, "Everyone's revolted, how do you want to make them stop?"
"I don't know, but first, we got to stop Patrick from killing that guy." He pointed toward Patrick.
"It's Nicholas! Come on!" You shouted as you started to run toward Patrick.

Isaac grabbed Patrick in his arms and got him off of Nicholas, who was now unconscious and lying on the ground.
Isaac put Patrick on the ground and straddled him so he won't move. Patrick was trying really hard to get out of his grasp, but without success.
"Patrick, listen to me," Isaac said as he held Patrick down to the ground with his hands pressed down on the singer's shoulders, "Stay calm. You need to stay calm."
Patrick's breathing was heavy and he gritted his teeth like an animal.
"Don't force me to do this, Patrick," Isaac begged. All Patrick did, though, was keep grunting at him.
"Alright. I'm sorry, Patrick." He apologized before he punched Patrick in the face. The punch was so hard that Patrick immediately lost consciousness.
"I'll put him somewhere safe," Isaac informed you, taking Patrick in his arms and running to a room - the church. He sat Patrick on the chair and tied him to it.

*****

"That's...That's all I remember," Patrick stammered, gazing up at Pete.
"This thing, Patrick, it's in your head now."
You entered the room. "They started a fire; we need to go guys."
"Okay, I'm coming, just...just stay away from us, okay?" Pete asked as he turned his head to look at you.
You glanced around him and saw Isaac on the ground. "What did you...?"
"Stay away from us!" Pete shouted as he took something from under his t-shirt. You didn't hesitate to leave the room and waited outside.
Everyone in the cafeteria was panicking; you could see bodies on the ground, lying in a sea of red - a sea of blood.
Everything was ruined, and the girls were starting to get the control again.

"It's going to come back, this thing in your head. This feeling of wanting to kill." Pete continued, poking Patrick's forehead. "And this time you're going to kill all of us!" He shouted, tears streaming down his face.
"No, I won't," Patrick promised, his breathing starting to get heavier as tears started to form in his eyes.
"I'm so sorry," Pete whispered as he stabbed Patrick in the stomach with the knife he had under his t-shirt.
Patrick's eyes widened and he started to gasp for air. "Pete, w-what...why...why would you do this to me?"
Pete pulled the blade out of his friend's abdomen and let Patrick fall in front of him, paralyzed in shock.

Without answering Patrick's question, he left the room and you were there, in front of the door.
You looked at the bassist and asked, "Where's Patrick?"
"I'm sorry," was the only thing he said to you. He took your arm and led you away from the door. But just as the door was about to close, you saw Patrick inside of the room, on his knees clutching his stomach, his shirt stained red. Your eyes grew wide.

You and Pete were trying to find a way to escape.
"What did you do to Patrick?" You inquired as you kept glancing behind you in the hope of seeing Patrick.
"What was good for him," He stated grimly.
You were about to talk again when two girls found you and tackled you to the ground.
One of the girls took the same gun as one of them used on Patrick and did the same thing to Pete. His eyes turned black.
They put bags over your heads and covered your mouths with a wet tissues. Quickly, the two of you fainted.

Back in the room, Patrick touched his stomach and brought his hand in front of his face to see blood on it. The bitter liquid started to fill his mouth and flow out from it.
He fell to the side and then on his back.
He was now lying on the ground staring at the ceiling of the old building.
Choking in his own blood, his vision started to blur and soon he saw nothing but the dark.