The young blood chronicles, Fall Out Boy, Pete's point of view

Part 2

*Here you go, I hope you enjoy it :)*

Andy and Joe both looked at me as I stared at the door which Patrick had just left from.

"You know something don't you Pete?" It was Andy who had asked this, which surprised me. He never usually asks questions like this, unless there was a danger, he also seemed pretty pissed off.

"I don't know anything." I had to say something and I certainly didn't want to tell them the truth, that Patrick was certain to be dead, or worse. But you actually don't know what's going to happen. These thoughts came from somewhere deep inside, trying to make me feel better for lying to them.

"I had better leave. Patrick's had enough time now right?" Joe was looking at me waiting for an answer.

"Yeah sure." I know that I probably didn't sound too sure but my mind was on other things. I just couldn't stop worrying about everything, about Patrick, I can't lose him.

"Come on Pete, it will be okay, we know he can fight them." It was Joe again, I appreciated his efforts in trying to comfort me but it didn't work. Anger built up inside of me.

"You don't know that! He could die out there, and we're stood here letting it happen!" Everything erupted from me at that moment but I managed to hold back the tears, they can't see how weak I am, it would change everything.

"I had better go, look Pete there is no point in worrying, there's always a chance he's fine." He stood watching me for some reaction but I couldn't muster up the urge to move or answer his comments. After a while he gave Andy a hug and left. It was just me and Andy left.

"I'm sorry." Andy obviously understood everything that was going through my mind. After all, he has seen exactly how close me and Patrick are, he's seen the things he's saved me from.

"You had better go too, I'm sure there's someone waiting for you." I had to try my best to get rid of him. I admired the fact that he understands my thoughts, but I need to be alone. He came over to me and also gave me a hug, apologising whilst doing so, then leaving.

Finally, I was alone, alone with my thoughts. The first thing I did was fall to my knees, tears poured from my eyes, I couldn't stop them. How could I let this happen!? I smashed my hand against the floor then cursed at it when it hurt me. Then I sat, crying with my thoughts. Thoughts of Patrick flooded my mind. Thoughts on how much of a bad friend I was also filled my mind. He's done so much for me and what do I do? I get him killed. The tears carried on, I couldn't move, I just sat there, hugging my knees, hoping it would keep Patrick safe.