Patrick's POV
I sit in the kitchen eating Indian takeout leftovers, when I hear a smashing of a window. I run to see a vampire crouching down staring at me with his blood shot eyes. And I am soon knocked down and struggling in the fight against him. The vampire clamps down on my throat and I feel myself choking under the vampire death grip.
But I finally feel the weight lift off my throat, and the sweet taste of air filled my lungs. Out of the corner of my eye I see Pete fling the vampire across the room, and start mauling him. I sit up gasping for breath, and crawl to a splintered piece of wood. I grab it and throw it at the nearest vampire, many were streaming in now, I run outside to find more of them. Mikey was already fighting a couple, a blonde headed one and what looked like Brendon.
I see Andy and Joe taking on a hoard of vampires in my right. I try to help but I am stopped by Dandies who taunt me. After about an hour of fighting the masses dwindle, but the world stops when I hear a scream and someone shouting a name, one of the names I cared about, one of them I would put my life down for, Reyna. It all turns to slow-motion when I turn to see Reyna fall off the roof, and land with a sickening thud on the ground.
I kill the last vampire and stumble over to who I thought was Reyna, her face and hair were covered in blood, and in the moonlight she didn't look like the girl I had been friends with forever. The girl I loved. I grabbed her and my arms and cradled her, rocking back and forth, "Rey I have failed you," I sob into her lifeless form, "I have failed you and your father. I promised to protect you but I didn't."
I hear footsteps but I don't look up, I hear voices but I don't listen. All I can think about is Reyna and how I have failed her. After a while of sobbing, I hear footsteps and then Pete's voice saying, "Okay Pattycake, let's get up, we can take her in."
"NO!" I protest hugging her body more to mine, "I can't leave her. I never have and I never will!"
But Pete doesn't listen, he pick me up and throws me over his shoulder I pound on his back screaming, "NO, NO, NO, NO! FUCK YOU PETE WENTZ! FUCK YOU!" Suddenly everything goes black.
Sorry again guys for the short crappy chapter, I am going to DC this weekend and I wanted to get a chapter in before I leave. There is also one more part, to be written. Thanks guys!
P.S. Have you guys heard the news? Panic! At the Disco has come out with news about their new album (I believe it is called Hallelujah) check out their new single Halelujah. I will put it up at the top, if not her is the link http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=aoe9ST8gQhQ. It is really good but I miss Spencer!

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She said, She said, why don't you just drop dead?
FanfictionSet after A Little Less Sixteen Candles. Patrick decides he needs help from an old friend. To which Pete disagrees when she comes all hell breaks loose. Can they save Chicago from the Dandies and their slaves?