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Slow Motion	By : clandestinecassie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Panic! At The Disco Views: 2102 -:- 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.

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after driving to a movie theather parking lot, sitting there for an hour and a half and devouring three bags of chips brendon felt happy. joe and matt's highs had both come down, except for matt's high on E.
"alright i think we can finally go home now." andy said as he started the car.
"you coming with us brendon? or you wanna go home?" joe asked as he turned to face brendon. brendon had to resist the urge to reach out and play with joe's curly mop of hair.
"i'd better go home...ryan you know?" he said and andy and joe nodded. yeah, brendon blamed ryan but it was also because he didn't want to go and see patrick and pete together and happy.
so andy headed back towards brendon's house. brendon's face pressed against the cool glass of the backseat window. the day had cooled down now that it was almost seven at night but the golden light of the day still washed down around them. brendon kept his face looking out the window. he didn't want to look at matt because he was afraid he might kiss him and he was still kinda tempted to play with joe's hair.
they pulled up to brendon's house fifteen minutes later and brendon noticed that william's car was gone. he said goodbye to his friends and he noticed that matt's eyes lingered a little too long on brendon as he got out of the car. brendon waved them off as he walked up the driveway and he heard the rumble of andy's car driving down the road.
brendon was almost in the door when he heard his name being called out. he turned his head and saw spencer walking over to him. his strides were slow and his arms were crossed and tucked into himself. brendon turned toward spencer and walked towards him, meeting spencer halfway across the yard.
the two of them stood out in brendon's front yard. "what's up spencer?" brendon asked as he surveyed spencer's face. spencer was sporting a deep black bruise on his right eye and it showed bright on his pale skin despite spencer pulling his long brown bangs down to cover it, brendon could see it clearly enough.
"oh um..nothing much brendon. it's just that while you were gone the cops stopped by your place." spencer said as he carefully avoided eye contact with brendon. if brendon didn't already know that spencer was getting abused by jon he would've guessed that something was wrong by the way spencer carried himself.
he looked something like an injured puppy in brendon's eyes. he was wearing a gray jacket that was at least two sizes too big and hung baggy off of spencer's frame. he was also wearing baggy jeans and a black belt and no shoes, his pale feet burried in brendon's overgrown front yard.
"the cops?" brendon asked trying not to sound like he was guilty.
"yeah, i was outside when they stopped by and they asked if you lived here. i told them you did...they said they'd be back to see you tomorrow brendon." spencer said as he pushed his hair out of his face a bit before snuggling his arms into his body once again.
"oh, well uh thanks for telling me spencer." brendon said and he thought about reaching out and patting him on the shoulder but he didn't. spencer nodded and turned to walk back to his own yard. "wait! spencer." brendon called out to the boy stopping him mid step. he turned and glanced back at brendon.
"what is it brendon?" spencer asked, his voice sounding just as tired as his body looked. brendon looked past spencer into the driveway of spencer's place, he noticed that jon's pick up truck was missing.
"uh, where's jon?" brendon asked lightly. he wasn't sure if jon had told spencer that brendon had witness the beating that spencer took earlier that afternoon. he saw spencer's face dip down into a frown as he turned to look at his own rundown home.
"he's...staying at his sister's place for awhile." spencer told brendon, his eyes dark and his brow creased.
"oh" brendon said, he was thankful that jon was gone from spencer and he betted that it was the sudden showing up of the cops that had scared jon away. spencer stood there as if expecting a follow up question from brendon but brendon himself couldn't think of any think else to say.
"well, i-i better go." spencer said as he motioned towards his house. brendon nodded.
"yeah, same here. i gotta go make dinner." brendon told him. spencer waved as he headed back to his place, he waved back and brendon watched him for a moment before he too turned and headed into the door on the side of the house.
when brendon entered his house he noticed that it smelt nicer, as though someone had been cooking. a panic took him as he feared that maybe ryan had gotten out of his room and attempted to cook something. but brendon didn't see any smoke or fire so he doubted that he had.
as brendon rounded the corner he saw a large black pot sitting on the scuffed up wooden dining table along with a note. he picked up the note and saw william's messy, lazy handwritting.
"brendon,
i woke up and noticed you were gone. i also noticed that ryan was locked in his room and probably hungry so i let him out and made some dinner. i guess you owe me.
love, william B. "
brendon set the note down and peered into the pot seeing what looked like soup. he scooped some out and poured it on the white china plate that sat next to the pot. again he was reminded of william's concious, which had to be stronger then any of the people he hung out with.
he set the plate down and walked over to ryan's room which was unlocked. he knocked once before pushing it open and walking inside. ryan was laying on his bed on his stomach, his face turned towards the small tv. he was grinning at the children's television show he was watching.
"ryan, i'm home." brendon said gently and ryan turned suddenly to face brendon.
"bren-brendon!" ryan said as he hopped up off the bed and headed towards brendon. ryan opened his arms once again and brendon let him hug him tightly. he forgot, he kept forgetting that ryan wasn't the same as other twenty one year olds. he was more like a four year old. he forgot often that ryan needed him, that ryan was loney and missed him and no amount of drugs could take away the guilt he felt in that moment.
ryan pulled away from brendon and instead he took brendon's hand tightly in his own two hands. brendon peered into ryan's room. for the most part ryan's room had been left the same as it was before he damaged his brain. brendon let out a small sigh as memories came flooding back of time spent cuddled in the bed with ryan as he talked about the things he hoped to do in the future.
"bren-brendon hu-hungry?" ryan asked and brendon nodded. he allowed ryan to lead him to the kitchen, where the duo sat down and brendon ate as ryan talked and then he talked to ryan for the first time in the long time. after dinner he and ryan went and laid on the floor, ryan cuddled close to brendon and brendon attempting to sleep off the drugs.
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