Perfect-Ryden-seven

Okay, so here we go...I'm thinking about starting a Peterick story...but I'm not sure how to start it out...but for now(even though I'm sure nobody reads this), here is more yummy Rydon!!! ^_^ Rated YA for a little bit of graphic material at the begining....
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Jimmy's POV
I had a brilliant idea. Just crazy enough to work. It just might work.
It's midnight. I heard Urie say something about spending the night at Ryan's house. Perfect.
I sneak over, it's a lucky thing that I live right next to Ryan. I slowly pick the lock and open the door. I sneak into Ryan's room, and almost gasp at what I see.
Ryan and Urie are asleep, but the sheets are entirely messed up. Neither guy has any clothing on, and they're wrapped up into each other. It looks like Urie had some fun.
It'll be the last time he has any fun with my new boyfriend.
I slowly disengage them from each other, and somehow, neither wakes up. I see the clothes that Urie was wearing that day on the floor, I pick them up and shove them into the large bag that I brought, and then put Urie in the bag, too. Then I leave the house, but not without kissing Ryan softly on the cheek. He looked so perfect sleeping, and, as I look over him, his body is perfect, too. I barely hold in a sigh of longing. I leave a note, then the house.
I start up my car, a black Cadilac, and stuff Urie in the trunk. I smile, because I'm bringing him somewhere where nobody will find him. I couldn't murder him, that's too vicious. No, I was taking Urie a long ways away, I was leaving him in the middle of the woods, so if he didn't find his way out, then oh well. At least I didn't accually kill him.
Oh, no
Brendon's POV
I wake up to find myself in an itchy sack, not in the bed next to you where I fell asleep. I panic, wondering where I was. I hear a car engine, and realize that I'm in the trunk of somebody's car. It's not your '67 Mustang, which, surprisingly, runs pretty smooth, because of your careful care. No, this car makes alot of noise, and suddenly I know who's stashed me in their car.
This is Jimmy Benlithz's Cadilac. He's kiddnapped me.
Oh god, I think. Will you ever find me? A scarier thought. What if you don't try to find me? What if this is all a plan to get rid of me? Did you not ever love me? Oh god.
I force myself to calm down. You care about me, or you wouldn't have slept with me last night. You love me. I know it.
I just hope you can find me.
We all hope.....
Ryan's POV
I wake up, and find that I'm alone in my bed. Where did you go? You must be taking a shower, I think. Or having breakfast, I say to myself, since I don't hear the shower going. I put on some clothes, and walk out of the room. It's still dark outside, only 1 am. I wonder what you'r doing up. I look around to see that I'm in this house alone.
I walk back into the bedroom. I look around and find a note, that, creepily enough, is made with letters cut out from a newspaper. Like out of some horror movie.
I read the note. It says:
I hAve gOt youR BoyfRienD. he wIlL noT EveR coMe BaCk So jUsT gIve up hoPe.
I'm terrified. Somebody has kiddnapped you????? Oh, god, no. Where could they have taken you? I start to cry, but I take a shaky breath and think. Where would I take somebody that I had kiddnapped. I shock myself.
I would take you to the forest.
I call Spencer and explain the situation. I tell him that if he or Jon doesn't hear from me in two hours, to send the police to the forest to look for us. He agrees and wishes me luck. I start my car and drive as fast as I can towards the roads that little people know about. I search for you.
HURRY RYAN HURRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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