Story Of My Life (Book Three in the Peterick Mpreg Series)

Someone like You (Patrick's POV)

"Oh my god," Pete said.

I looked at him and my heart instantly started to beat a million miles an hour. I quickly grabbed the paper out of his hands and looked at it closer.

"No," I said, my hands starting to shake.

I lifted my head up and Pete was now on his knees on the ground, holding his head in his hands.

"Guys, what's going on?" Joe asked cautiously.

"Read it, Charlie," I said as I have the paper to Charlie and then knelt down next to Pete.

"Um ok," Charlie said as he took the paper. "Dear Fall Out Boy, Panic!, and twenty one pilots,

You're worrying about your poor little Emily, aren't you? Come on, there's no need to worry. Where she is, she's perfectly safe, perfectly sound. Nothing can hurt her, that is unless you don't play by my rules, then she's in trouble, as are the ten of you.

Lights out,

R~"

No one said a thing, everyone just kind of stood there. It was completely silent, other than Pete and I crying. Our baby girl was taken from us by someone unknown. We don't know what on earth could be happening to her, and I don't think any of us want to think about it either...

"L-Lights out? What's that supposed to mean?" Brendon hesitantly asked.

"Great question," Charlie said.

"It means this," a voice from out of nowhere said.

After the voice ended, all of the lights in the whole building went out. We were left in nothing but pitch black darkness.

"Ahh!" one of us screamed, none of us knew who though.

After that, the lights instantly flicked back on. We looked around and looked at everyone.

"G-Guys... Where's Dallon?" Brendon asked, on the verge of tears.