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Trying to Escape the Nightmare	By : SallySkel Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Panic! At The Disco Views: 787 -:- 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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So sorry I couldn't update earlier.. I had no time. Like I was down to minutes before I had to leave. That was awful! I just feel so bad about not updating for like a million days! Well.. I tend to exaggerate a teensy bit.. But anyway, on with the long awaited drama!!

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Silver sat in her room the whole night, ruminating over Brendon. She hated who he had become in just a couple short years. She felt tears forming, knowing they were inevitable, even if she didn’t exactly want them to come. She wiped at her eyes and heard Brendon’s bedroom door close for the night. She sighed, laying down on her bed. She drifted off to sleep, where her nightmares ruled.

It was the day of her parents’ deaths. She didn’t want to be here again, after so much therapy and time spent telling someone how she felt about whatever.

Silver ran through the woods as the sounds of gunshots at her house. She had gone out for a late-night stroll, as she had been for the past two months. She was a short girl for being her age of 10. Her hair was along mahogany brown, her eyes dimmed a bright green.

She cried out for her parents as she grew closer to the house. The first thing she noticed was fire everywhere. And the screams were heard inside. Silver snuck back through her window, and was grabbed by a man dressed in black. She struggled against his arms, trying to lash out at him. He struck her over the head, successfully knocking her out.

He brought her into her parents room, where they were sitting tied up on the bed. Her father’s eyes widened at the sight of his small daughter unconscious. Celadon, her older brother was brought in a second later, thought he was still conscious. He struggled even harder than Silver did, trying to get his little sister free. She was laid down on the carpet and raped right in front of them. She never knew what had happened, but had a suspicion when she came to. They were all still tied up around her, though their clothes were stained by tears.

“So, little Silvie.” Came a deep voice from the man holding her. She felt a searing pain down in her private areas, but ignored it, placing it as the feeling of worry. “Let’s watch this guy have some fun…”

She looked over to where he gestured to and say a man with a pistol in his hand, holding it over her dad. She screamed through his hands as he brought the butt of the gun down into his skull, knocking him out. He fell to the floor, getting kicked by another one of the guys. Her mom screamed and thrashed, seeing the pistol come over her way. When it was cocked, she stopped. It was gently pressed against her left temple, and the gun-wielder teased the trigger before pulling it, shooting the silver bullet straight into Silver’s mom’s skull. She closed her eyes tight, not wanting to see what they were doing to her dad. He came to a second later, getting up on his knees, before getting kicked in the face.

He fell back onto his butt and was thrown onto the bed. A feminine figure went over to him, holding a butcher’s knife. She lightly traced the knife down his stomach, only pressing hard enough for it to pierce the flesh. Silver cried out and watched in horror as her father died of blood loss.

She was abruptly thrown on the floor when the flashing lights got closer…

She woke up screaming. The sound of her father’s screaming boring into her ears. She rubbed her arms as her sobs racked her body.

Poor Celadon. He made it, but committed suicide a year later. He was 16. Brendon didn’t come to her. She was thankful. She was still angry at him for hitting her. She got up shakily and went over to her mirror to inspect the bruise. It was a light purple, and she would wear it proudly No cover-up.

She thought about the murderers. That was a double homicide, rape, assault with a weapon. They were never caught. To this day, they were still out there somewhere, possibly plotting how to kill Silver herself. She remembered the look in his eyes, the one that had knocked her unconscious and raped her. They were a straight blue, no other color. And unique. She would know those eyes for the rest of her life. She bit her lip, willing the tears to go back to where they came from. Once she got over herself, she got in the shower, got dressed and put on her make-up before she realized it was 7 o’clock. She sighed, flipping the news on.

Nothing good. But before she could find anything else, Brendon appeared. “Hey, Silver.”

“Hi.” She said shortly, switching channels.

“I’m so…”

“Don’t,” She snapped, looking at him and pausing. “Apologize. You did exactly what you felt like doing.” With that, she turned back to the TV to flip through the channels at ultra-high speed; something she did only when she was angry at something or someone. He gave up and walked into the kitchen to make breakfast for himself.

‘She’s still mad at me…’ He thought miserably. He didn’t mean to hit her, it just came out. But that was how everything else sounded. I didn’t mean to get her pregnant… it just shot out. I didn’t mean to cheat on you, my pants just fell off. Yeah. He knew that line a lot. Thought he hadn’t used the two latter, he had used the basic formula of the sentence many times with his parents.

When he came back in, there was a simply note on the coffee table, hastily scribbled on a piece of scrap paper, signed by Silver.

Bdon -
I am going out for a little while. I will be back a little later, if I calm down more.
Silv

He sighed, crumbling the paper up and shooting it into the waste basket. He hoped she wouldn’t do anything…

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Again, terribly sorry. But I had to babysit again, but some more other brats. Sucks. I hate having a bunch of young kids in the family. :( But anyway, it's a semi-cliffhanger, but only because something big happens next! *Squeals* Can't wait for your reactions! So now I am off to write more on the sequel, which is already longer than this. This has about three chapters left. So yeah, giving you a general time frame :). Until next time, as usual... I am out in peaces!!

Sally Skel, signing off.
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