Patrick Stump Imagines

35 - Abducted (Part 2)

This is my promise. The other way around.

In this fic, you are Pete's on-and-off girlfriend.

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I lock myself in my room as I can still hear Pete and Y/N arguing. To be honest, it's breaking me too. After I gave the opportunity to have Y/N to Pete, it's making me guilty.

"Y/N, I'm so tired of these shit you're giving me!" Pete screams.

"Pete, I love you." Y/N said between sobs.

"Let me go!" I do not know if I would still call him my best friend for messing up with someone I care the most.

"Pete!" Y/N shouted as I heard the door shut close.

Seeing her cry on the ground broke my heart and somehow, I wanted to do something to Pete.

Something that would make him feel the pain that Y/N felt.

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"P-Patrick," Pete groaned as the hook on my hand went through his stomach, bringing him in the verge of bleeding.

He fell on my chest. "That's what you get for breaking Y/N, Pete." I pull the hook from his stomach. The person I used to call my best friend fell limply on the cold floor as blood spills out of his body.

On the other hand, I bend over and picked up an unconscious Y/N. After an hour playing hide and seek, I finally have her in my grasp.

I enter a clean, abandoned room and laid her flat on the bed, admiring the beauty that my heart has never forgotten.

"I'm sorry I scared you." I said, brushing my fingertips on her cheek. "I didn't mean to." I plant a kiss on her forehead and sat down next to her, watching her sleep.

I ran after Y/N, not because of what Courtney wanted, but because of herself. She wanted rip whatever that thing is living in Y/N.

If Courtney would be able to have Y/N, I'll never see her again.

There will be no more Patrick and Y/N. Y/N and Patrick.

She started to move and I know our little moment would happen.
Her eyes opened widely upon seeing me in shock. "P-Patrick," she said, stuttering because of nervousness.

"Hello Y/N," I said casually.

"W-what have you done to Pete?"
I chuckle at her response. "Why are you worrying over someone who doesn't even worry about you?" I lied down on the mattress, an arm on my head.

"Pete saved me--"

"He made my job easier, Y/N!" I snapped.

"What do you mean?"

"He just made having you on my grasp easier." I said, sitting up.

Y/N is still beautiful even though she looks like a deer that's being chased by a lion.

I watch as her brows creases because of something. "You're just going to turn me over to Courtney!"

"If you'll be a good girl to me, I might change my mind." I glare at her, admiring how vulnerable she looked.

"You're still under her possession, right?"

I nodded at her.

"Let's have a deal, shall we?" I said, jolting and tilting her chin, making her look at me.

"What deal?" She asked and seemed have a hope bloomed in her chest.

"I could change my mind on turning you over to Courtney." I brush my hair with my free hand. "I wouldn't turn you over if you'll agree to be mine."

That's all what I wanted since the beginning.

She closes her eyes in pain. "And if I didn't want to be yours?" She shakily asked.

"I'll rip that shit inside you by myself." I threatened. "C'mon Y/N, be mine or you die." I said, leaving her confused.

She closed her eyes once more, tears rushing down from her eyelids. "I-I'm so sorry, Pete. I...I have to save myself."

Good girl.

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I watch as Y/N licked her lips and rolled her eyes at the ecstacy rushing through her veins.

Killing my friends must be the worst idea, but having Y/N gave me the best feeling.

I lay down next to her, watching her as she tries to calm her breath. I drape my hook over her naked body as my eyes see the hickeys on her skin.

I let her know to whom she belongs to.

Y/N belongs to no other man than me. (A/N: I wish this was in real life. Rawr.)