Pete pov
7 weeks later
Joe and Andy said it would be great idea to have beachleor party at club downtown Chicago.
I was anxious at first because the wedding is tomorrow I don't want to get a hangover but they they said we won't drink much.
And that's why were here at the club
"WOOOOO LET'S GET F**k" Joe yelled at the club over the sound of music.
We went to purchased our drinks " It's great to relax with you guy's before I get married" I said with a little sadness in my voice. Andy looks at me "What's wrong bud are you not happy"
"No i am it's just... " There was a pause and the guy's look at me with some concerned on their face.
"I just missed Patrick i wish he was here to be with us ....to be with y/n"
There was another pause in till Joe spoke up " Well if he was here he would be pissed at you for dating his girl" I nod in agreement.
The bartender gave me a drink that I didn't order "um.. Sir I didn't order this?" "No but I did" I look at Andy "it helps keep your mind off of things" we both smile at each other.
When the liquid hit my lips I felt a little sleepy I look around and bright spots and bunch of blurs that when i hear voices that sound like Joe and Andy " well that was easy than I thought"
I fell to the ground and can still hear their conversation "welp let's take him to the private jet and fly ourselves to California" And That's when I'm knocked out cold.
7 hour's later
I woke up with a daze my eyes couldn't make out the image but I was pretty sure that I was in a car.
I look around to see Joe looking through his phone and Andy drinking something that I can't really tell.
" Guys where are we going?" I asked
" We are going to meet someone very important to us and very Important to you" Joe said.
I look at him with a confuse look on my face that I don't understand what he meant by that. Andy got up and pull out a syringe out of his pocket and looking at my neck while he's licking his lips but shook away the thought he was having.
"Sorry Pete" He whisper I gave him a confused look until I feel a needle in my neck next I was knocked again.
2 hours later
I woke up with a daze and now I'm chained up against the wall. I look around my surroundings and it looks like I'm in a dungeon. 'What the hell where am I' I thought. Until I heard a door open and footsteps.
I see a shadow figure that was kinda a same hight as me but little bit short "well Pete I'm sooo glad you're dead yet" He said with sarcasm in his voice. "Who are you what do you want from me!? " He took a step forward and breath stop my eyes couldn't believe what I saw "n-no it c-cant be" He gave me a sick smile. "you know I should torture you but I've got stuffed to do so I'm going to let my goons take care of you see ya" as he left the room I'm surrounded by his goons and tears were streaming on my eyes.
3 days
I was walking to my apartment from Pete's funeral. I was so upset when I heard the news I was about not going to his funeral 'oh Pete I missed you already'.
I didn't realize that I bump into someone "oh sorry I didn't pay attention" I said to the figure "that's okay I understand that you were having a bad day" He said.The figure sounds familiar I look up to a very familiar face.
"Patrick?"
To be continue
