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

What doesn't Kill You (Brendon's POV)

"G-Guys... Where's Dallon?" I asked, on the verge of tears.
"Oh my god," Joe said. "This can't be happening."
"Oh my- No. Just I-I can't," I said. "Dallon?!"
"Brendon, don't shout. We don't know what's going to happen," Spencer said.
"What would you like me to do? Just fucking walk around and play fucking hide and seek with the love of my life that's now missing?!" I screamed and him, fully crying now.
"Brendon," Tyler said as he looked at me.




He just hugged me as I cried harder into his arms. I think I know what Patrick and Pete are feeling like now... They lost their daughter and I just lost the love of my life... I swear to god, if "R~" hurts them, they'll be sorry.




"I don't know what's going on, but what I do know is that we need to go look for them," Pete said as he sniffled and stood up, along with Patrick.
"Are you sure?" Patrick asked.
"Do you want to find our daughter and Dallon or not?" Pete asked.




Patrick just took a deep breath and nodded. After that, Spencer, Tyler, Josh, Joe, Andy, Charlie, and I followed Pete and Patrick down a million different hallways.




"As much as I hate to say it, I think we should split up again," I said.
"I think so too," Pete said. "It's the only way to cover a shitload more of this building."




Pete and Patrick instantly took off the way we came, Joe and Andy kept going the way we were headed, Spencer and I took off towards the right, and Charlie went off alone, which didn't seem like a smart idea, but he insisted.




"Like, where do we even look? We've all already looked up here and I doubt whoever this 'R~' guy is would be stupid enough to hide them up here somewhere where there are too many witnesses," Spencer said.
"Good point, but we should at least look around to see if there's another note or something," I said.
"You're right," he said as we started running again.




After checking room after room for a good ten minutes, Spencer called for me about five rooms away.




"What?!" I asked as I burst into the room.
"L-Look," he said as he handed me a letter.
"Ahahahah, so you've noticed I've stolen your little Dallon, huh? Don't worry. He's safe as well. Again, he'll stay that way as long as you all play by my rules. Disobey me and Dallon and Emily will pay the consequences. Hope you all have fun in your little hide and seek game.
Lights out,
R~
Ps, You should probably go meet up with your little security guard... He probably found something..." I read.
"Guys! Get over here now!" Spencer and I heard Charlie shout.




We exchanged looks and quickly ran out of the room, making sure I still had the letter in my hand. We followed Charlie's voice and eventually ran into everyone else. Once we all arrived to where Charlie was, he was standing in a room pointing at the tv.




"Charlie, what's going on?" Pete asked as he approached him.
"Look," Charlie said.




All of us took our gaze off of Charlie and turned it to the television screen. What we saw on there shocked us all... All you could hear was the buzzing of the tv and our gasps.




"Emily!" Patrick shouted.
"She can't hear you, haha," that voice from nowhere said.
"Who the fuck are you?! Why are you doing this to us?!" Pete shouted.




No one answered. We were left in the room with nothing but our thoughts. We watched the screen more and eventually we saw Dallon being marched over to Emily...
What was happening to Emily, which was supposed to be nothing bad, was unbelievable. Whoever is playing this sick game had helpers. A person was next to Emily, strapping her to a chair and then slapping her, making her wince in pain. I glanced over at Pete and Patrick and they were both crying again.
When Dallon was being marched over there, he was fighting the person dragging him. His hands were tied behind his back, so he couldn't do much, but he was trying. Eventually, he was strapped to a chair as well. He struggled to get out of it, but he couldn't. We couldn't hear what was happening, but I could see that the person was yelling at Dallon and then slapping and kicking him repeatedly.




"I can't watch this anymore. It's going to make me sick," Patrick said as he turned away.
"Ok, the look at this," I said as I wiped the tears from my cheeks and handed him the letter.
"Ahahahah, so you've noticed I've stolen your little Dallon, huh? Don't worry. He's safe as well. Again, he'll stay that way as long as you all play by my rules. Disobey me and Dallon and Emily will pay the consequences. Hope you all have fun in your little hide and seek game.
Lights out,
R~
Ps, You should probably go meet up with your little security guard... He probably found something..." Patrick read.
"Why the hell is this- This is sick," Tyler said.
"You can say that again," Charlie said.
"Guys, you know that it says 'lights out' again, right?" Patrick asked. "And you know what that means..."
"Lights out," the voice said.
"No!" one of us screamed.




As the lights went back on, we looked around once again...




"Oh my god! Patrick!" Pete shouted.