On the Bad Side of 25 [Peterick AU]
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  • Parts 14
  • Time 2h 23m
Ongoing, First published Apr 11, 2015
Patrick Stump was hiding a secret. It was something that he had never told anybody—not even his parents nor his siblings—because he was certain that revealing his secret to other people would let them think only one thing: he had gone completely nuts.

That wasn’t the case at all, thank you very much.

The truth was that Patrick could predict when people are going to die. No kidding. And, actually, “predict” wasn’t the correct term to call his “gift” or “ability” or whatever at all… Patrick could see timers above people’s heads, indicating the amount of time they’ve got left to live.

After years of witnessing multiple near-death accidents and the untimely passing of people he knew and even those he didn’t know—which he was clearly aware that he could have stopped and saved their lives if he had only tried—Patrick thought that he had lived long enough to see some good friends die, and he knew that it was probably a dangerous time to be a friend of his.

He was on the bad side of twenty-five.

© Daphne Reyes (conjurethemockingjay), All Rights Reserved 2015
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When Pete shows up Sunday, mid-afternoon, for ten days of house sitting and "Keeping a general eye on things, Patrick, we know you're too old for a babysitter, but we worry," he looks exactly the same, except for a stupid haircut that makes him look like someone cut it when he was too drunk to look in a mirror, or something. "Hey, kid," he says, first thing, lugging a huge, shiny brown duffle behind him. It's slippery, nylon or something, and it keeps rubbing against Pete's jeans, making some sort of whispery zipper sound that sets Patrick's teeth on edge. "I'm here for Patricksitting. I assume you're the Patrick?" Link to the original story: http://adellyna.livejournal.com/355836.html