{Pete Wentz}And When It All Goes To Hell{9}

Ashlee was handcuffed to a wall, her face bloody and bruised.
Well, she looked bloody and bruised, but that was just makeup and cherry syrup.
Spencer, on the otherhand, really was bloody and bruised.
She was chained to the wall directly across from Ashlee.
This had been Ashlee's request, as she had set up the whole kidnapping scheme.
It was 5:45 and she wasn't the only one starting to get worried.
"What did I do to you to make you do this to me?" Spencer asked, wincing with every word.
Ashlee thought for a moment, "Stole my boyfriend, ruined my night, and scuffed up the engagement ring Petey gave to me."
Spencer just glared up at Ashlee, "I stole your boyfriend? I've loved Pete since I was thirteen! Maybe I ruined your night but you wrecked mine just the same. I don't care what he gave you. He loved me before he ever met you."
"He loves me!" Ashlee shouted, hating Spencer more with every breath.
Then she took a deep breath and nodded towards the "kidnappers".
She took pleasure in them beating Spencer to a pulp.
After a few more minutes of watching, she called them off, "We can't have her die, Petey would be devastated."
Ashlee watched Spencer's body slump down and she smiled.
But would his devastation really be that bad?
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Pete raced up to the abandoned apartment where Ashlee and Spencer were.
In his wallet was 500,000 dollars in hundreds.
His heart was thumping in his chest.
The thought of Spencer being held captive was more terrifying than anything he'd ever been through in his life.
Ashlee got kidnapped too loverboy.
Oh. Ashlee.
He had to keep reminding himself that Ashlee was in trouble as well.
Even though he had proposed to Ashlee, he still cared more for Spencer.
And he didn't care how messed up that sounded.
Pete glanced at his watch.
5:57.
He reached the top of the stairs and rammed into the door at the end of the hall.
Ow...Moron.
He looked down at the handle and turned it, looking sheepish.
What he saw horrified him.
Spencer and Ashlee were chained to the wall. Spencer was unconcious.
"Petey!" Ashlee shouted, blood trickling down her face.
He took a step towards the girls, but was stopped by two burly men in ski masks.
"The money." the closer man grunted.
Pete thrust his wallet towards the man. The second guy handed him a key.
He had eyes for no one but the raven haired girl slumped down whilst being chained to a wall.
Pete jammed the key into the lock and twisted it.
The shackles unbolted and Spencer collapsed.
He ran his fingers through her messy black hair.
"Umm Pete? A little help?"
He bit his lip and gently dropped Spencer's limp form to the ground.
He unlocked Ashlee's cuffs and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Oh Pete," she said before kissing him, "you saved me. You saved us both."
He sighed, "Ash, what happened?"
Ashlee just shook her head and said, "I don't want to talk about it."
There was a small groan across the room.
"Spence!"
Pete was over to her in a flash.
Spencer's small form shook violently as she tried to sit up.
Pete's strong arms wrapped around Spencer and for a minute, Spencer was content.
Then reality set in and Spencer knew she had to tell Pete about Ashlee.
"Pete, Ashlee-"
Ashlee sat up, eyes frantic.
Then she smiled. She had another trick up her sleeve that was all too real.
"Pete! I'm pregnant."
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