Don't Tell

Chapter 16: We're The Beginning Of The End

Andy's POV

Patrick's eyes closed and I went into full panic mode. I'm scared for him. We need him. Especially Carly. After what she said to him, I knew she was serious.

They took him back into surgery before he bleeds to death.

The Why did this have to happen? Why did this happen to Carly in the first place? If he had never done that to her, we would never be here. How could someone be so hungry for something so meaningless?

I needed air. I walked out of the hospital, and into the frigid weather. My breath puffed out in a cloud of air.

I walked for about two hours. My eyes wandered the crowded streets. I stared out, my eyes observing all of the people. One looked straight at me. He was in a dark hoodie. His brown hair drooped over his eye. He stared at me with a smirk on his face. He seemed suspicious.

I continued to walk down the street. I noticed him follow me. I tried to lose him, but as my pace quickened, so did his.

I broke into a run. My heart was pounding. My speed increases as I turned into an alley. Dead end. Great.

I turned around in an attempt to escape, but it was too late. He was standing there in my way. Standing in my way of me and freedom. In the way of me and my family.

"Going somewhere?" He asked. A smirk was plastered across his face as he stated the threat.

"I was," I spat back. My words were sharp, like thousands of prickly needles dropping from my mouth.

He pushed me against the wall. A Smile formed across his face. "This is gonna be fun," He growled.

"What's your problem?!" I grumbled. My face was growing red with anger.

"I want to make her life a living hell. If I want to get to her, I must hurt the things closest to her."

"Aaron," I snarled. My eyes focused on every facial feature. Every detail, every crease, every crevice.

"Aww look at how smart Mr. Hurley is. That'll be missed."

"Get off of me!" I yelled. I struggled in his grip, but he had a firm hold on me.

He pulled a gun and raised it to my temple. "She didn't give me what I wanted. She won't. So I will take everything away from her. Her boyfriend, her brother."

"You pull that trigger, I pull your head off." A voice sounded from behind him.

"Pete?" I wheezed. I was panicking. What the hell is happening?!

"And why would I not?" He called back to Pete. His hand gripped my throat.

Pete didn't respond. He ran up to Aaron in an attempt to pry him off of me. Aaron was pried from the wall and he and Pete became a ball of dark clothing rolling around.

Pete punched Aaron. Aaron kicked Pete. "You're gonna pay for this!" I heard Aaron screech.

I turned around. I didn't want to see them. I didn't want to watch them fight.

Two gunshots sounded. Oh, please let Pete be the one pulling the trigger. Let Aaron be wounded.

I reluctantly turned around. Aaron was gone, and Pete was lying on the ground with two bullet holes in his stomach.

"NO!" I screeched. Pete didn't appear to be moving. This isn't gonna happen. Not now. We need him. He needs us.

I ran to Pete. I shook him. "Pete, please. We need you. I know for a fact that Patrick needs you. He's gonna be fine and so are you."

He began to cough. Blood spattered out of his mouth. "I'm.... Sorry."

"You're gonna be fine. I promise."

He just stared at me with pain and fear in his eyes.

"Do not close your eyes, Peter." I commanded.

"Andy..."

"SHUT UP! YOURE GONNA BE FINE!!" I screamed.

Apparently someone had called 911 because I heard sirens.

I kept my hands over his wounds to try to stop the bleeding.

"I couldn't.... Let... Him.... Kill you." He wheezed

"And I can't let you die." I whimpered.

Right as the ambulance reached the alley, his eyes closed."

Please be okay, I silently prayed as he was taken from my grasp. This is all my fault.

--a/n--

Well crap. PETER LEWIS KINGSTON WENTZ IF YOU FIE I WILL KILL YOU! XD

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