The Demon From Chicago: A Patrick Stump And Pete Wentz Story

Pete sat in his house at night with the doors and windows locked. There had been a mysterious man walking the streets at night. No one knew much about this man....just that he was creepy. Some people say his name is Patrick but nobody really cared what his name was. Rumor is his eyes glow yellow and if you get close enough to notice them it's too late for you. Only a few people had seen him, but Pete haven't seen him before. His neighbors told him earlier today that the demon was on his roof the other night but Pete didn't really mind as long as he was inside he felt safe. Tonight Pete's girlfriend had came over for the night. Pete and her where laid on the couch watching a scary movie. Pete paused the move and said "You hear that?". His girlfriend sat up quickly and listened but didn't hear anything. Pete quickly grabbed her from behind scaring her. She shoved him as he laughed and she rolled her eyes. Then a loud noise came from upstairs. "Pete stop!" She complained folded her arms. "Babe, I didn't do that" He said with a worried look. She got scared because she believed Pete was telling the truth. "Go see what it is. What if it's the demon!" She said. He shrugged and went into the kitchen and came back with a frying pan. "What are you going to do?! Cook an egg for him?!" she yelled but Pete shushed her. "I'll be right back" Pete told her and headed upstairs. Another noise came from his room and he walked in. He looked around and didn't see anything so he went to leave out the door, but it quickly got closed shut by some force. A manic laugh came from the corner of the room and the demon appeared. Pete tried opening the door again but it wouldn't unlock. "Patrick is it? Could you please just leave? I don't mean to harm you in any way" Pete said backing up. Patrick just gave an evil smile and looked at Pete. "Oh Pete you are real funny thinking you can tell me what to do" Patrick said walking over to Pete and pulling him close but his shirt. Patrick's eyes became a glowing yellow and he grinned at Pete. "Please just let me go" Pete begged and Patrick just laughed a little. Patrick opened his mouth revealing a set of fangs and he bit down on Pete's neck. A cry came from Pete as a burning sensation filled his body. Pete's throat felt tight and his breathing increased because it felt like he couldn't breathe. Patrick let him go and Pete fell to the floor crying in pain holding his neck. Pete's bedroom door opened and his girlfriend came running in. Patrick looked over at her and growled "Get out of here!". She looked in shock at Patrick because the demon of the streets was right in front of her. Patrick growled again "I said get out!". She nodded and ran back downstairs. Pete kept crying in pain till he looked up and saw that Patrick was gone. His neck felt sore and he stood up and looked in the mirror at the bite. There was a P on his neck where the bite was. Pete took his shirt off because it felt like there was more then just a bite. When he took his shirt off he saw that spikes had grown out of his neck and into a spike collar. Pete tried feeling one but pulled away because of how sore they were. He stumbled back into his bed and passed out. His bedroom door had unlocked and his girlfriend came rushing in. She went to his side and laid his head in her lap then brushed the hair out of his face. "Pete are you ok?" She asked as she played with his hair. She looked at his new collar of spikes and touched it. Pete winced and he whimper, then she drew her hand back. She pulled blankets over both of them and she fell asleep with him. A loud noise woke her up later an she looked up at Pete to see he was still sleeping. From the corner of the room Patrick appeared. Pete's girlfriend backed up and Patrick rolled his eyes. Patrick stuck his hand out and Pete woke up with the same glowing eyes as Patrick. Pete stood up and walked in front of Patrick. Patrick motioned for Pete to kneel and Pete did as he was told. "What did you do to him?" His girlfriend asked from the corner. "He is my new pet." Patrick smiled as he told Pete to stand again then patted Pete's head "Good boy". Patrick turned to Pete's girlfriend and grinned "Here are the new rules. Pete belongs to me now but he still can stay here. If I'm around Pete will be in a state that he will listen to me no matter what I say. Now, when I'm not around he will be normal." His girlfriend nodded and Patrick talked more. "You only have one job. Don't tell anybody about this or else you end up like him". Patrick snapped his fingers and he disappeared. Pete came out of the trance Patrick had him in. Pete blinked a few times and his eyes where back to normal. "My head hurts" Pete said. His girlfriend went over and hugged him. "I love you Petey" She cried into his chest , he tried to comfort her. "I'm ok" He told her pushing the hair out of her face. "No you're not" She said getting up. "I'll be back tomorrow". Pete sighed and watched as she left the house. Pete got up and walked back over to the mirror.  He looked at his mark again. Even though it was a little blurry what happened when Patrick was controlling him.  Pete let a tear escape his eye because he knew he was somebody else's toy. He let out a long sigh and laid on his bed. Patrick appeared in the corner and walked over to Pete,  petted his head. "Goodnight pet. Sweet dreams" He smiled and disappeared. Pete rolled over and sigh once more before falling asleep. Patrick appeared in his room. He grabbed a crystal ball from a shelf on his wall, next to his window on the left side of his room.  He shook the crystal ball and it started showing a vision of Pete sleep at his house.  " it looks like my new buddy Pete is sleep,  I should be sleep too" Patrick put his crystal ball up and then laid down in his bed to sleep. The next morning Pete woke up feeling pain. He looked over his body,  he saw he was back in regular form. "Hay, what happened to the spikes?" Pete questioned looking at the part of his body where the spikes were. He put a hand on where his spikes had been and felt that they were under his skin. He sighed wishing that last night was just a dream but sadly it wasn't. Pete rolled over in his bed. He groaned from the pain as he grabbed his phone from the side table. As he grabbed it he noticed it was 2:00pm. "Dam, I slept long" he said then dialed a number on his phone. He put the phone up to his ear and after three rings the person on the other line answered. "Hello?" The voice on the other end said " hello" causing Pete's heart to skip a beat. "Hey babe um do you want to come over?" Pete asked. He heard a long sigh come from the other end "I'll try". "Baby if you don't want to you don't have to" He said, but in all honestly he wanted her next to him right now. "No it's ok Pete, I'll be over" she said hanging up the phone. Pete sat up and groaned in pain once again and walked in the bathroom to get a quick shower. It went fine besides the part when he washed his neck, it burned. Pete got out and wrapped the towel around his waist. He dried off and just threw on a pair of sleep pants. All he was going to do was stay home so no need to dress fancy. He walked downstairs and there was a knock on the door. He answered it and his girlfriend came in. "Wait, where are the spikes?" She asked reaching a hand out, putting it on Pete's neck. He pulled back and hissed in pain. "I'm sorry Pete" she apologized. "Hey, you didn't know. They are still there just under my skin" He explained. Tears started forming in her eyes and he stuck his arms out for her to run into. She ran to him and cried into his chest again as he comforted her. "Shh it's ok" He said rocking her a little. "Pete I'm scared" She told him. "I am too" He said honestly to her. Patrick woke up the next morning. "Ahh,  morning time, I hate it." Patrick looked to his right to see that Shay, his wife, was up already. "What the hell is she doing up already? "  Patrick paced the house for her, he couldn't find her. He ended up going to the kitchen where a drawer was opened. "Come out now Shay! " Patrick yelled. He turned to go back to his room but, Shay was tip toeing behind him. She then stabbed him in the back with the knife she got out of the kitchen drawer. Patrick fell to the floor. "What the hell Shay?! " Patrick screamed as he ripped out the knife and healed himself. "I can't die, I told you that shit! Now. Get your act together or I will do it for you."  Patrick raised her by the stomach. " I know,  but I like trying." Shay said with a smirk. " I know." Patrick said putting Shay down, making her feet touch the ground. He then took Shay back to his room by pulling chains he had on Shay's legs. " Now look, I will be back. Go take a shower, I will bring breakfast. Don't think of escaping,  I'm watching you." Patrick then motioned her to the shower. "Hmm, lucky I have to go or I'd be joining the showers with you." Patrick whispered in Shay's ear. Shay then spat in his face , Patrick laughed,  then disappeared to see Pete.