Okay, due to certain events, I've been holding this off. This is the ending that I originally wanted to go with. But I know that a lot of people are not going to be okay with it and I didn't want them to go without an ending. so, if you are sensitive to any of these topics ( suicide, extreme violence, and murder) I will be uploading an alternate ending at the same time. so please read this disclaimer, and skip to the next chapter. thank you. 

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on May 21st, Patrick was released. They didn't have enough evidence that he killed Ashley, so he was only charged with harassment of a student which, to a minor wasn't that bad. 

Patrick's mother never visited him. She couldn't believe that this would happen to her baby. her sweet and innocent son was a monster. 

Patrick walked to Pete's house as soon as he got out. Pete was his only reason to live, and now he had to die. 

At 8:00 pm, when almost everyone in the house was asleep, Patrick loaded his gun and walked inside. 

He climbed through the window, actually. straight into Pete's room. 

When Pete saw him, he almost screamed. 

Patrick shushed him. "shhh baby~" he whispered. he walked closer to Pete and gave a creepy smile. 

Pte was shaking on his bed. He looked over at Patrick's gun and felt the tears go down his face. Is this how he was going to die? Shot by a psychopathic stalker in his own room. 

that is not how he thought it would end. 

Pete did the only thing he could think of at the moment, he kissed Patrick's lips passionately. 

Patrick kissed back. Even if he knew that it was fake. 

Pete didn't love him.

 Pete betrayed him. 

Pete sent him to jail. 

For nothing. 

They had a pretty good thing going on if you asked Patrick. 

Patrick enjoyed the kiss, but it wasn't what he was here for. even though Pete had soft lips, that felt perfect on his own. 

Patrick pushed Pete off of him. "no!" he said in a harsh whisper, not wanting Pete's parents to hear him. 

Pete frowned. "you don't want me t kiss you?" He asked, faking sadness. "I've liked you for a long time, Patrick" Okay, that part was true. 

Patrick shook his head. "stop lying to me. You don't love me and you know it." Patrick almost started crying as he pushed Pete against the wall and held the gun up to his head. 

"I will always love you, baby. You were mine, and I was yours." Patrick said as tears streamed down his face. "but you have to pay for what you did to me..."

Pete was crying too. he didn't want to die, and this sure as hell wasn't the way he wanted to go out. 

"close your eyes..." Patrick whispered softly. Pete did as he was told, closing his eyes tightly and preparing for the extreme pain. 

Patrick sighed and hummed a soft tune, as he wanted Pete's last sound to be something peaceful. "i love you" he whispered before pulling the trigger. 

bang

Patrick watched as blood and bits of brain splattered across the walls and on his face and clothes. He didn't know what to do. cry, scream, laugh...? 

Patrick was relieved for the next step. He turned the gun on himself, and let a tear fall from his cheek. "I love you, Petey..." He whispered before pulling the trigger. 

Bang

scream

sirens

The End