A quick warning: this chapter is slightly graphic, it's not that bad but there is blood and stuff. With that in mind, hope you like it! :)

Dan's POV

"Hey! Pete, Charlie, guys!" I called out but they didn't seem to hear me. Suddenly, I noticed it was raining.

"Urgh, fuck that. Why now? Stupid clouds"

I pulled my hoddie up over my head then ran over towards my friends. I didn't quite realise how fast I was running until I ran headlong into Jack.

"Woah! Mate! What is it with people and running into us today?"

I sighed then looked up at Jack. It was him, it was really him. I looked at the rest of my friends, they were all really there! I relished in the fact that they were alive, I was alive, I was safe until Charlie coughed awkwardly.

"You alright dude? You look a little spaced out" he asked.

"Don't talk to him!" Pete whisper-shouted at Charlie "He looks crazy, just look at those eyes. Let's all just go"

I snapped my head around at Pete who was staring at me, looking shocked but also slightly scared. Then I scanned all my friend's faces, they to had the same shocked/scared expression.

"Guys, it's me!" I said beaming at them, but a twinge of doubt now pulling at my heart. I slowly pulled back my hood; maybe they didn't recognise me because I had my hood up. They continued to stare at me blankly.

"Pete?" I turned to him, a look of worry set upon my face.

"How do you know my name? Who are you?" he raised his voice a little.

"Pete, leave him alone" Carrie looked sympathetically at me. But it was more 'this guy's off his rocker' than 'why are you shouting at our friend' sympathy.

"You stay out of this-" Pete started.

"Carrie…" I cut him off. She looked at me, her eyes wide with fear.

"How the hell do you know her name? Are you some kind of stalker on something? Is that it? Are you some creepy fanboy who just wants a photo?" Pete shouted at me, walking towards me with his hands in fists "You stay away from us! You keep away from me and my friends!"

I looked around, so confused, so scared. Pete was up shouting in my face, Charlie had his arms wrapped protectively around a shaking Carrie's shoulders, Jack was standing to the side with Dean, both trying to look anywhere but me.

"BBut Pete… I-It's me" I stuttered out, feeling the tears welling up in my hazel eyes. I half hoped Pete would just laugh and say 'I know it's you silly, let's call Phil and all go to shake away' but I had no such luck.

"And who the hell ARE you?" Pete shouted, getting closer and louder with every word.

Suddenly, without thinking, I lunged at Carrie. She was the only one I could always trust, she was the one who would see I was getting upset and tell the others to stop this joke. That move turned out to be one of the worst decisions I ever made. I grabbed Carrie by the wrists and looked into her eyes pleadingly. She screamed and began trying to pull out of my grasp, but I only clamped my hands tighter. Charlie was staring, shocked, at me. Jack and Dean both turned their backs, as if wanting it all to just unhappen. Then Pete jumped at me from behind and kicked me behind the knee. I let go of Carrie's wrists and clutched my leg in pain. Carrie fell, crying and still screaming, into Charlie's arms. Pete turned me round roughly to face me.

"No one touches my Carrie" he said in a low, angry voice before taking a swift punch that hit me in my left eye. I let out a little screech before he forcefully shoved his fist at my gut. It hit me square in the stomach and I felt like I was going to throw up. I looked up at him, tears rolling down my now very pale cheeks. My vision swirled and blurred through tears and dizziness. I thought I caught Pete smile down almost evilly at me before kicking me directly on the nose. I fell to the floor, now almost screaming in pain. I felt hot liquid that I assumed was blood trickling down my face. I could hardly see, I heard an awful buzzing sound in my ears, my heart pounded painfully in my chest and my head felt like it was filled with hot air. I caught a glance of Jack and Dean pulling Pete away from me and leading him down the street. A terrified Charlie and a distraught and crying Carrie following close behind. I still couldn't quite process what had just happened. Pete had just done this to me. Not one of the others tried to stop him. And now they had just left me, bleeding on a backstreet corner. The look on their faces was the thing that scared me the most. Pure confusion and fear, it was like they didn't know who I was…