August

Joe's POV

"How are you feeling?" I ask the small man on my sofa beside me. "Numb." He replies. It's been a month since we found Ryan and therapy isn't helping him much. He looks empty and broken. Brendon and his bastards did this and I will kill them all. I've grown quite fond of Patrick recently and he will be mine. I can tell him and Pete have something going but since Patrick hasn't told me, I'll say he's mine. I will make him mine. He doesn't deserve Pete. He should know why.

"There's something you should know." He turns to face me and hums in response. "You've asked me why I'm not freaking out. I see this a lot. I'm less upset and more pissed off. Ryan and I were partners. There's a group of us, most of which you will know, and Ryan was the leader of the...team."

"So you're in a gang." He asks but it's more of a statement. I nod. He seems unsurprised. "You're not surprised?" He shakes his head. "Joe I saw my best friend in many difference parts in differnet places. I saw his heart on a table, it doesn't surprise me. Why are you telling me now? Do you know who did it?" There it is. That's the question I needed to hear.

With a smile on my face I nod. "It was Brendon and his boys. You know one of them actually. Pete's one of them." Patrick raises an eyebrow. "That's not funny. I know you don't like him but don't blame him for Ryan's death."

"I will blame him because I know he did it. They all did. Andy knew Ryan, he's joined us." I take his hands and look him in the eyes. "Join us, help us take them down. They murdered your friend. I'm pretty sure Mikey played a part in it I wouldn't be surprised."

"Why? What does Mikey have against him?"

"A couple of years ago they all ended up in the same place and shit went down. I wasn't there but Ryan always took great pleasure in telling the story. He tore Mikey's brother and brother-in-law apart and made him watch. Ryan got Oli and Josh to strap Mikey to a chair and then Ryan slaughtered them in front of him. If Pete hadn't barged in we would've won and Oli and Josh would've been alive." I say with bitterness coating my words.

"Mikey's never been the same since, always been trying to find a way to find his revenge and he did. We were too late." I've seen a lot of things but seeing Ryan was the worst. "Joe...why didn't you tell me?" He asks. "Because I didn't want to scare you off. I really like you Patrick." He blushes and bites his lip. "I like you too."

"Do you wa-" I'm cut off by his lips landing on mine. They're warm and soft. "We'll talk about this later." I say against his lips. "For now, let me make you feel good." And he does.

Pete's POV

I hate Brendon Urie.

I also hate Otto Wood. They can both fuck off. "I'm not going on that." I say, arms folded. "Why not?" Brendon whines. "Because you're not a hot girl so fuck off. Go drag Awsten on it with you."

"I can't, Otto's on Gawsten duty. He's convincing them and I'm stuck with you. At least Dallon and Mikey aren't pussies like you!"

"Rude!"

"Suck my dick."

"Ew, no thanks I don't know where it's been."

"I'm not a man whore."

"Yeah, I'll believe it when you have proof." Brendon flips me off. "I do have proof, I have a pregnant wife!" I shrug. "True but back to the original point, you're not getting me on that rollercoaster." Brendon sighs and grabs my arm. "Mikey!" He calls to the blonde in front of us. "Mikey! Pete won't go on the rollercoaster with me!"

"Not my problem. Go on it with Dallon and I'll look after the wimp."

"OK, come on Dal, we're defying gravity today." Dallon looks at us pleadingly but we just wave at them. "Let's go find the gloom boys and I'll get you cotton candy if you're lucky." I smile at him and lace my fingers through his. Mikey looks at me with a mixture of surprise and confusion. I retract my hand quickly and blush. "Sorry, force of habit." He nods but says nothing.

We continue walking until a familiar face pops up. "Andy!" I call him over. He turns to look at us but there's something different. He doesn't smile and his eyes are cold and hard. "Andy?"

"Pete. Mikey."

"Are you ok?" Mikey asks him.

"Never been better."

"Hey, what's wrong?" I place my hand on his arm but he shakes it off. "You. You are my problem. All of you." Andy says. I'm confused and from the expression on Mikey's face, he is too. Out the corner of my eye I see Awsten, Geoff and Otto arrive.

"What's going on?" Geoff asks. "You all killed Ryan. You're all going to pay for it! You and that tree and his forehead sucker. I'm lucky I met Joe, we're gonna bring you down."

"Andy you don't know what you're getting yourself into. Leave now. Joe isn't who you think he is." My tone holds warning but Andy scoffs. "Fuck you Wentz. You killed Ryan for nothing."

"THAT FUCKER MURDERED MY BROTHERS! HE DESERVED WHAT HE GOT!" Mikey yells. "I saw the pain and terror in his dead eyes as I ripped him limb from limb and ripped out his insides. I held his still beating heart in my hand and squeezed it tighter and tighter until it stop moving...and I enjoyed every. single. moment." With each word Mikey steps closer to Andy, jabbing his chest with his index finger. "I won't hesistate to do the same to you and you're dicksucking BFF." He finishes.

"Traitor." I snarl. He glares at us and storms off. "Mikey, I don't want to kill him. I can't hurt him." I whisper. "Don't worry Pete, he's ours." Geoff interjects. "Let us teach him a lesson, he'll get what he deserves. He isn't gonna be a problem for much longer." I see a burning and a new passion and fire in his eyes. I'm just as surprised as everyone else. This is coming from Geoff. He's a sweetheart. "Damn, watch out. Don't get hit by the hate dump from Geoff." Otto jokes to try and lighten the mood and it works. Within moments we're all laughing and joking again.

As we walk towards the tea cups I pull Mikey to the side. "Brendon needs to know." Mikey nods in agreement. "I'll call him now." He pulls out his phone but I stop him momentarily. "We will sort this out. I promise. They can't stop us from our freedom." We both know I'm telling myself more than anyone else.