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BRENDON URIE

Y/N's POV

          I was on the couch in my boyfriend's house, just browsing shows on Netflix and waiting for my him to get home. I get up from my comfortable position, letting the oversized boyfriend sweatshirt hang down low on my thighs. I walk over to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water and petting the dog (D/N). I smile sadly down at him, "I know, I miss him too. He'll be home in a couple of weeks. Dallon's coming over with his kiddo's for you to play with tomorrow." D/N wags his tail at the mention of Dallon and his wife, Breezy bringing their kids Knox and Amelie. They were mostly coming over to comfort me since Brendon's been gone for almost three months now. It was a world tour, so he was currently somewhere in Europe. I sigh, starting to clean up the kitchen and living room, even though it was 11:00 PM. After the cleaning was done, I walked the short but dreaded journey upstairs into my bedroom. I just hope I can fall asleep without panicking about Brendon.

          The next morning I get up, feed, and walk D/N then feed myself. I got showered and dressed, just in time too. Dallon and Co. arrive at 1:00. After they knock I open the door with a tired smile, expecting children screaming in delight at the sight of a dog. To my surprise it was just Dallon. "Oh, hey Dal. What happened to the rest of the week?" He chuckles, "Y/N, Breezy and I decided that it'd be best if we just talked. I know the life of the tour, so I can give you his perspective." I nod, letting him in. We sit at the breakfast bar and drink a cup of coffee as we talk.

         "I just... I miss him so damn much, and he's barely home anyways due to being in the studio when he's not on tour. Yeah, the studio is in our backyard, but he kind of just locks himself up in there and doesn't come out unless he needs to use the bathroom or eat." Dallon sighs. "I told him to stop doing that because you don't see him often. I do know this for sure, he misses you just as much as you miss him. He wants to be home as much as you want him to be. He's told me himself." I break. "I know he does, but I don't know what's happening up there. He could be cheating on me, he could be getting wasted every night, hell, he could be fucking dead right now and I wouldn't know, Dallon." He turns to hug me. "Trust me, you would. You know he wouldn't cheat on you, Y/N. Brendon wouldn't do that." He had a small bit of worry in his voice, but I nod, "Dallon, I can't even sleep well without him here. Why the hell am I so anxious about it...?" He pulls away, looking me in the eye, "Because you love him. He'll be fine. He's an adult, he can take care of himself." I nod, and after a couple more minutes, Dallon has to leave and help Breezy with his kids. I of course let him leave, and am quickly alone again. Sighing, I push through the day.

***TIME SKIP***

            It's time for Brendon to come home, and I'm very anxious as to what will happen. Dallon told me that he'd talked to him about spending time with me, but didn't tell me the results. I sigh, flopping on the couch. After three or so minutes scrolling thru social media, I hear Brendon push through the door smiling and laughing. I immediately jump up to hug him, and he doesn't hug back... I pull away because he's looking down at the floor, and not doing anything. "Did you really stay here?" Venom was dripping from his words. "U-uh, yeah.. Um.. You kind of let me live here, babe-" He drops his bags and yells, "Stop fucking calling me that!" I flinch, since I've told him that I don't deal well with yelling when it's directed at me.

             "B-Brendon.. Why are you mad at me-" he starts shaking his head. "I DIDN'T FUCKING ASK YOU TO COME OVER HERE AND CLEAN OR ANYTHING." I flinch a little more, cringing at the noise level. "I took care of D/N for you, cleaned up before you got home, waited in agony for you, and this is how you fucking treat me Brendon?!" Tears start to form in my eyes and I storm off, grabbing my keys. I get into my car, start the engine, and right before I go Brendon knocks on my window, tears streaming down his face.

              I roll the window down. "What do you want." He shakes his head, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to get so mad for something that I need to figure out.." I roll my eyes, "Brendon, that was the one fucking boundary. The one thing that I said from day one that couldn't happen." He puts his head on the roof of my car. "I'm sorry... Please, don't go..." I scoff, "You fucked up. You really fucked up this time." I pull out with the intention to go to Dallon's house. The one rule...