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-Darklyn Manor-
-7:00pm-
Spencer's POV
"Spencer, you little idiot! Is this really the best you could do? Only one Mystical and that pathetic excuse of a shapeshifter, Mikey Way?!" William sneered as I coward on the floor waiting for his next attack on my already bruised body.
"I-I..."
"I-I. Is that all you can say? You are pathetic!" William spat. I flinched as he raised a hand and smacked me across the face with the back of his hand.
"Get out of my sight!"
I scrambled to my feet and ran to my room. The salty tears poured from my eyes and down my cheeks. I ran to my room and began tossing clothes into a bag. I was sick of William's shit and I needed to get away from this place.
"Spence? What are you doing?"
"I can not stay here any longer. I am leaving, Jon."
"Where will you go?"
"Anywhere but here. Jon, I am so sick of this shit. William Beckett is a sick, evil bastard."
"If you leave he will just have Travie or Ryland track you down and kill you. Please Spence, don't do this."
"I have to. Come with me, Jon. We can go somewhere far from here and be happy." I dropped to my knees and took his hands in mine, pleading with him.
"Spence, you know I can't. I am bound to William. He is my master."
"Pete left."
"Pete was lucky."
"Fine. You can stay but he is not my master. I am leaving." I snapped.
I finished gathering my things, ignoring Jon's pleas. I climbed out of the window and threw my bag where it fell to the ground with a thud then I jumped, landing on my feet below the window. I looked back as the hot tears burned behind my eyelids. I love Jon but I can't make him leave and I damn sure can not deal with this place anymore.
I ran for the edge of the woods not entirely sure of where to go. I froze when I heard a rustling noise from the bushes to my right. I was frozen to the spot, terror coursing through my veins as I feared William may have caught me. As two large figures emerged from the bushes my mind told me to run but my legs refused to work.
"Are you really leaving?"
I let out the breath I hadn't even realized I had been holding.
"Yeah Ray, I am. I can't stay here any longer."
"Can we come?" Bob questioned. I could see the longing in his eyes.
"I don't really have a plan but yes, if you want to."
"Let's get the hell out of here then." Ray sighed and with that we left.
We ran around aimlessly for a couple of hours before Bob and Ray inquired about where we would go. A thought entered my mind and I knew Bob and Ray wouldn't like it but we really didn't have a choice.
"I know a place but you are going to have to trust me."
"Lead the way."
-Strilyn Manor-
-9:45pm-
Pete's POV
Everyone was currently gathered in the manor's huge library as we contemplated our choices.
"I knew something was off about that Spencer guy. This is all m-my f-fault." Brendon sobbed into Ryan's chest.
"Shh Bren. There is nothing you could have done."
"I c-could have w-warned M-Mikey!" Brendon sobbed.
"Brendon, you know as well as I do that Mikey would have just laughed it off and gone either way."
"B-But....Oh Ryan, I'm s-sorry!"
"Brendon, crying isn't going to help." I barked. I was slightly irritated at this point.
"Pete! Leave him alone. He feels bad enough right now." Patrick snapped, shooting me a glare.
"How are we going to get into Darklyn, Pete?"
"I don't know Gabe but we will think of something."
"Well, we need to think faster! That is my sister stuck in there!" Blaise huffed angrily.
"First he murders our parents and now he has kidnapped Rayne and Mikey?! This is bullshit!" Lyric screamed as he punched the closet wall.
"Calm down, Lyr. We need to be level-headed to think straight." River cooed as he tried to calm Lyric.
"Pete, I can' t just sit here doing nothing while he has Mikey and Rayne too." Gerard growled in obvious frustration.
"I kn-" I started but was cut off by the sound of the doorbell."Shit! Who forgot to turn on the alarm system?!"
"Sorry." Ryan mumbled. I sighed.
"Everyone just stay calm. Gerard, Frank, and Gabe come with me."
Spencer's POV
"Spencer, are you fucking crazy?! Do you really think Pete Wentz is going to welcome us?!" Ray shouted.
"No but if he helps us then we will help him get Mikey and Rayne back."
"Oh my god! He has lost it! He has really fucking lost it!" Bob seethed.
"Trust me. This will wor-" I was cut off as the door swung open.
"What the fuck are you doing here?!"
"Pete, I know I am the last person you want to see but we need your help and you need ours."
"What makes you think we would help you or that we need your help?" Gerard snorted.
"We can help you get Mikey and Rayne back but in return we need protection from William."
"What makes you think we can trust you?" Gabe questioned as he crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at us.
"We left Darklyn to get away from William. We couldn't take it anymore. If it makes you feel safer you can lock us in the dungeon. Just please, we have no where else to go. You have to understand I never wanted to trick Mikey or Rayne but William would have killed me if I had disobeyed him."
"Maybe we should think about this, Pete. We can lock them in the dungeon for now." Frank reasoned.
"Okay. Get in here but if any of you try anything funny I will personally kill you but only after Gerard here has tortured you within an inch of your life. Do you understand?"
We all nodded our agreement.
"Good. Gerard and Gabe, will you please escort them to the dungeon area? Frank, will you please get them something to eat and drink?" Pete questioned.
"Sure thing boss." Gabe smirked as he began to lead us to the basement.
"Yeah Pete." Frank agreed.
"So, what made you three come here?" Gerard questioned.
"I knew the only place we would be safe from William is here." I answered.
"Is he the one that did this?" Gerard sneered as he roughly grasped my face in his hand and observed the bruising and swelling.
"Yes." I hissed from the pain he was causing to my battered face.
"Spencer, you better be able to help me get my brother and his girlfriend back or I will do unimaginable things to you. You do know that, right?"
"I am sorry for what I did but I swear I will get them back, Mr. Way. I like Mikey and Rayne. They were nice to me when no one else was."
"You just remember what I said." Gerard growled.
Once we got to the basement Gabe lead us into a cell where he chained us to the wall. We were still able to move around comfortably but there was definitely no way to get out. Frank came down a few minutes later carrying a large tray of food followed by Patrick who brought down pillows and blankets for us.
"Thank you, Mr. Stump. Thank you, Mr. Iero."
"Spencer, this isn't just a plan to get William Beckett in here, is it?"
"No sir, I swear. We hate William. He's a no good son of a bitch."
"Okay Spencer. I will make a deal with you. If this is real and you help us I will talk to Pete about letting all of you stay here."
"Really?" I asked in utter disbelief.
"Yes. If that is what you want."
I was so happy I slung my arms around Patrick and hugged him hard.
"Thank you, Mr. Stump."
"You're welcome and call me Patrick." I nodded.
"If you need anything let Frank know. He will be down here playing his guitar for awhile. I hope you don't mind because he can get quite noisy."
"We don't mind at all. We are just happy you let us stay."
"I'll keep it down as best as I can." Frank smiled.
"Goodnight boys."
"Goodnight Patrick."
xo britt
-7:00pm-
Spencer's POV
"Spencer, you little idiot! Is this really the best you could do? Only one Mystical and that pathetic excuse of a shapeshifter, Mikey Way?!" William sneered as I coward on the floor waiting for his next attack on my already bruised body.
"I-I..."
"I-I. Is that all you can say? You are pathetic!" William spat. I flinched as he raised a hand and smacked me across the face with the back of his hand.
"Get out of my sight!"
I scrambled to my feet and ran to my room. The salty tears poured from my eyes and down my cheeks. I ran to my room and began tossing clothes into a bag. I was sick of William's shit and I needed to get away from this place.
"Spence? What are you doing?"
"I can not stay here any longer. I am leaving, Jon."
"Where will you go?"
"Anywhere but here. Jon, I am so sick of this shit. William Beckett is a sick, evil bastard."
"If you leave he will just have Travie or Ryland track you down and kill you. Please Spence, don't do this."
"I have to. Come with me, Jon. We can go somewhere far from here and be happy." I dropped to my knees and took his hands in mine, pleading with him.
"Spence, you know I can't. I am bound to William. He is my master."
"Pete left."
"Pete was lucky."
"Fine. You can stay but he is not my master. I am leaving." I snapped.
I finished gathering my things, ignoring Jon's pleas. I climbed out of the window and threw my bag where it fell to the ground with a thud then I jumped, landing on my feet below the window. I looked back as the hot tears burned behind my eyelids. I love Jon but I can't make him leave and I damn sure can not deal with this place anymore.
I ran for the edge of the woods not entirely sure of where to go. I froze when I heard a rustling noise from the bushes to my right. I was frozen to the spot, terror coursing through my veins as I feared William may have caught me. As two large figures emerged from the bushes my mind told me to run but my legs refused to work.
"Are you really leaving?"
I let out the breath I hadn't even realized I had been holding.
"Yeah Ray, I am. I can't stay here any longer."
"Can we come?" Bob questioned. I could see the longing in his eyes.
"I don't really have a plan but yes, if you want to."
"Let's get the hell out of here then." Ray sighed and with that we left.
We ran around aimlessly for a couple of hours before Bob and Ray inquired about where we would go. A thought entered my mind and I knew Bob and Ray wouldn't like it but we really didn't have a choice.
"I know a place but you are going to have to trust me."
"Lead the way."
-Strilyn Manor-
-9:45pm-
Pete's POV
Everyone was currently gathered in the manor's huge library as we contemplated our choices.
"I knew something was off about that Spencer guy. This is all m-my f-fault." Brendon sobbed into Ryan's chest.
"Shh Bren. There is nothing you could have done."
"I c-could have w-warned M-Mikey!" Brendon sobbed.
"Brendon, you know as well as I do that Mikey would have just laughed it off and gone either way."
"B-But....Oh Ryan, I'm s-sorry!"
"Brendon, crying isn't going to help." I barked. I was slightly irritated at this point.
"Pete! Leave him alone. He feels bad enough right now." Patrick snapped, shooting me a glare.
"How are we going to get into Darklyn, Pete?"
"I don't know Gabe but we will think of something."
"Well, we need to think faster! That is my sister stuck in there!" Blaise huffed angrily.
"First he murders our parents and now he has kidnapped Rayne and Mikey?! This is bullshit!" Lyric screamed as he punched the closet wall.
"Calm down, Lyr. We need to be level-headed to think straight." River cooed as he tried to calm Lyric.
"Pete, I can' t just sit here doing nothing while he has Mikey and Rayne too." Gerard growled in obvious frustration.
"I kn-" I started but was cut off by the sound of the doorbell."Shit! Who forgot to turn on the alarm system?!"
"Sorry." Ryan mumbled. I sighed.
"Everyone just stay calm. Gerard, Frank, and Gabe come with me."
Spencer's POV
"Spencer, are you fucking crazy?! Do you really think Pete Wentz is going to welcome us?!" Ray shouted.
"No but if he helps us then we will help him get Mikey and Rayne back."
"Oh my god! He has lost it! He has really fucking lost it!" Bob seethed.
"Trust me. This will wor-" I was cut off as the door swung open.
"What the fuck are you doing here?!"
"Pete, I know I am the last person you want to see but we need your help and you need ours."
"What makes you think we would help you or that we need your help?" Gerard snorted.
"We can help you get Mikey and Rayne back but in return we need protection from William."
"What makes you think we can trust you?" Gabe questioned as he crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at us.
"We left Darklyn to get away from William. We couldn't take it anymore. If it makes you feel safer you can lock us in the dungeon. Just please, we have no where else to go. You have to understand I never wanted to trick Mikey or Rayne but William would have killed me if I had disobeyed him."
"Maybe we should think about this, Pete. We can lock them in the dungeon for now." Frank reasoned.
"Okay. Get in here but if any of you try anything funny I will personally kill you but only after Gerard here has tortured you within an inch of your life. Do you understand?"
We all nodded our agreement.
"Good. Gerard and Gabe, will you please escort them to the dungeon area? Frank, will you please get them something to eat and drink?" Pete questioned.
"Sure thing boss." Gabe smirked as he began to lead us to the basement.
"Yeah Pete." Frank agreed.
"So, what made you three come here?" Gerard questioned.
"I knew the only place we would be safe from William is here." I answered.
"Is he the one that did this?" Gerard sneered as he roughly grasped my face in his hand and observed the bruising and swelling.
"Yes." I hissed from the pain he was causing to my battered face.
"Spencer, you better be able to help me get my brother and his girlfriend back or I will do unimaginable things to you. You do know that, right?"
"I am sorry for what I did but I swear I will get them back, Mr. Way. I like Mikey and Rayne. They were nice to me when no one else was."
"You just remember what I said." Gerard growled.
Once we got to the basement Gabe lead us into a cell where he chained us to the wall. We were still able to move around comfortably but there was definitely no way to get out. Frank came down a few minutes later carrying a large tray of food followed by Patrick who brought down pillows and blankets for us.
"Thank you, Mr. Stump. Thank you, Mr. Iero."
"Spencer, this isn't just a plan to get William Beckett in here, is it?"
"No sir, I swear. We hate William. He's a no good son of a bitch."
"Okay Spencer. I will make a deal with you. If this is real and you help us I will talk to Pete about letting all of you stay here."
"Really?" I asked in utter disbelief.
"Yes. If that is what you want."
I was so happy I slung my arms around Patrick and hugged him hard.
"Thank you, Mr. Stump."
"You're welcome and call me Patrick." I nodded.
"If you need anything let Frank know. He will be down here playing his guitar for awhile. I hope you don't mind because he can get quite noisy."
"We don't mind at all. We are just happy you let us stay."
"I'll keep it down as best as I can." Frank smiled.
"Goodnight boys."
"Goodnight Patrick."
xo britt
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