*Beebos pov*
I walked into Patrick's apartment, using the extra key I'd stolen when he first moved in. I'd figured he'd have wanted me to have it anyway. I'd gotten a text from Pete last night saying that they'd had a fight and that Patrick had started drinking again, so I figured I'd better check in on him. Although he was probably hung over and might not be very happy to see me this early in the morning. I chuckled at the way he'd reacted last time. The house was quiet, it seemed quieter then normal, it was kinda eerie. I went to the bedroom to check on him before I did anything else. He didn't know that I did this every morning I came over. I've been doing it since we were kids, I'd wake up early and walk to his house just to peek in his window and make sure he's ok. Then I'd go back home and get ready for school. (Does that seem creepy? I don't want Brendon to seem creepy.)

I opened the bedroom door and peeked in. I screamed and ran in, shaking him, trying to wake him up. Yelling in his ear for him to get up. I finally gave up and called the police, sobbing into the phone as I told them my best friend was dead. They came and questioned me a bit, and then said I could go home. But I wasn't going home, I was going to Petes, that little jerk needed to know what he'd done.

Uploads will prolly be off schedule af because I'm so close to the end and I'm excited to update early, but also I'm so close to the end and I want it to be amazing, and I'm taking more time on the chapters. I'm sorry. In other news, has anyone seen the new P!ATD video yet? One of the weirdest ones, and not at all what I was expecting but at the same time I'm definitely not disappointed. It's totally something Brendon would make as well, let's be real.