Going Home to Broken Promises | By : SallySkel Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Panic! At The Disco Views: 958 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Panic! At the Disco. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
So, my days have been okay. My grandpa recently went into the hospital, and my mom had a meltdown... but all is well despite the fact that grandpa was in the hospital. It sucks. They wouldn't even let me see him. But he sent me love crackers. Lol. Yeah. He knows I love crackers and he was like 'Tell her I love her.' And my mom gave 'em to me and was like 'HE LOVES YOU' and I was like 'AAAWWWW' *gush all over the floor*
But anyway, enough with my life. On with the drama!
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‘I don’t want to go back… they can’t make me… I won’t…’ Silver thought, clutching the sink in desperation. Sweat dripped down her face as she struggled to stay consciousness. She smiled weakly at the reflection in the mirror. ‘Don’t fuck with me.’ It said back. She reached for the bottle and downed the rest of the pills inside of it before collapsing to the floor. She fell in and out of consciousness before the pills finally wore off. She got up shakily and glanced at the clock.
B and C would be over any minute now… She had to go and get cleaned up. Sure enough, soon after she was clean, the twins came in, already packed. Silver’s stuff was on the bed, everything she needed was right there.
She came out of the bathroom smiling, drying her hair. “Sorry, I just decided to wet my hair down. It’s getting kind of warm.” She lied. Clair and Blair looked at each other.
“It’s Michigan.” They said together. Silver blushed and shrugged, grabbing her bags to go to the airport. She flipped her phone open and dialed the number she still hoped to be Brendon’s. To her glee, he answered a second later. Just his voice told her everything was okay.
“Hello?” He asked.
“B-Brendon?” Silver asked.
“Silv? Oh my God! How have you been? I haven’t talked to you in a year!” He said, sounding excited.
“I am actually about to board a plane.” She said.
“Where you going?” He asked happily.
“To Las Vegas.” She said, her voice high.
“Home?” He asked a few seconds later after it sunk in.
“Yes, Brendon. Home. For Spring Break at least.” She said, smiling. ‘Yeah, a two-week long vacation from hell…’ She thought. Blair was blasting their way through the airport, their flight to begin boarding was about to start.
“I will pick you up in a couple hours then!”
“Brendon, wait! I have two of my friends with me.” She said.
“Alright. I’ll see you.”
“See you.” She said, snapping her phone shut. She sighed, loving to say ‘see you’ to Brendon once again.
She truly did miss everyone, but it was just better if she had her own life. They tugged their luggage through everything and boarded, the direction pointing back Southwest. The flight didn’t take long, but it was long enough.
When she went through the terminal, Brendon was standing there, apparently waiting for her. He hadn’t changed much, just gotten a little paler and skinnier. He had on his red framed glasses. He didn’t recognize her, not even when she said hello.
“Can I help you?” He asked, grabbing a pen from his back pocket. Silver rolled her eyes.
“Bren…” She started, closing her eyes. He gasped, embracing her in a tight hug. Clair and Blair followed awkwardly. “This is Clair, and Blair. The Ferguson twins.”
“Hi, I’m Brendon Urie.” He said, shaking their hands. They nodded as they already knew. “Silv? Let’s get out of here before I get spotted.”
They left the airport and made their way back to Brendon’s house. Silver stepped inside and remembered the feeling of being home. Spencer Smith was sitting on the couch reading a Rolling Stones mag and jumped up, seeing Silver in the house.
“Hello ladies, Silv.” He winked. She laughed. “I will show you two to the guest bedrooms!” With that, he put an arm around each of their shoulders and off into the back they went.
“You know Silv,” Brendon started, a smiled on his lips. “Ryan was asking about you the other day.”
“Really? I mean.. That’s nice.” She said, trying to mask her eagerness.
“Yeah. He didn’t want you to leave. He knew if you did, you were going to leave for good. He was so wrong, Silver.” Brendon said sadly. She cocked an eyebrow. ‘Why the dramatics, Bren?’ She thought. “He went crazy when you left.”
“How so?” She asked, trying to imagine Ryan going topless at a gay bar or something of the like. Brendon bit his lip and Silver felt as though she knew what was coming.
“He’s engaged, you know.”
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AAAAHHH!!! NOOOO!!!!! hahaha. Yeah. I went there. That was a relatively long chapter, don't you think? And for your info, there are officially 9 chapters, and I am NOT DONE YET!! So y'all get a long one this time around. Though, maybe like two more chapters. And so you don't get all panicky(hahaha Panic! at the Disco) uhm. I start college this Fall. So you all probably know what that means. Less updating. :( I will try very hard though! Okay til next time...
Sally//Skel
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