Things Have Changed For Me (Fall Out Boy and Panic! at the Disco Fanfic)

Calvin's Back

I giggle and wrap my arms around his neck. He turns the water on and helps me slip out of my clothes. I get in as he takes his off. I stand under the water with my back facing the water smiling at Brendon when he gets in, smirking.

"Well don't you look sexy," he murmurs, pushing me against the wall.

Brendon starts kissing my neck and I lay my head back on the wall, moaning softly.

                            ————-TIME LAPSE—————

I'm laying in bed, looking at Brendon over the top of the blankets as he rubs my head, smiling at me. I smile lazily back exhausted from all of that. Instead of only doing two rounds, he wanted to do like 5 more, so I went along with it and loved it. The best part of this is that we don't have to worry about anyone but ourselves for the next 2 days. I curl up to Brendon yawning.

"You tired baby," he softly asks.

"Mmmhh," I hum, nodding as I nuzzle into him.

"Let's get some sleep," he looks at the clock, "it's already 8. Damn, the day went by fast.  When we wake up, we can cook or order pizza."

"Okay," I murmur as my eyelids start to shut.

Brendon kisses the top of my head, and I instantly fall asleep.

When I wake up, the clock reads '12:39am'. Brendon's arm is wrapped around my waist, and his body is pressed against mine. I can hear him breathing slowly and feel his breath against my neck. I smile softly and nuzzle into him. Brendon makes a soft noise, and I giggle softly. I notice it's raining softly outside when I gaze out the window. I close my eyes for a little bit, but quickly open my eyes to see Calvin standing outside the bedroom window wearing all black. I squeal and try to wake Brendon doesn't wake up, he rolls to the side knocked out cold. I look over and see a needle laying on the floor along with his bruised cheek. I scramble our of bed to find my phone when Calvin starts climbing into the window.

"He's quite the fighter. Screaming about protecting you and our baby. You know you should put some  clothes. .. it almost makes me want to do it again to you," he chuckles as I put on a robe, shaking in fear.

"Please just leave me alone," I beg starting to cry.

"It's much more fun to toy with you," he says pinning me against the wall, and I whimper.

Calvin rubs my inner thigh, making me whimper.

He nips at my ear lobe, whispering, "Call whomever had our daughter and tell them to bring her here. Your husband should be knocked out for awhile."

"N-No. You're never laying a hand or even getting near her," I try to growl.

He digs his fingernails into my thigh, hissing, "Do it, or Brendon dies."

Calvin pulls out a gun and smirks causing me to whimper and shake.

"F-Fine," I mumble, dialing Patrick.

He answers within the first few rings.

"Erica, what's wrong," he quickly asks.

"N-Nothing... I-I just really wanted to see Delilah... Bren and I miss her. Could you bring her to us," I quietly ask.

"Right now? At almost one in the morning," he asks as kids cry in the background.

"Please? It sounds like you and Elisa have your hands full as it is," I say.

"Okay. I'll be right there," he sighs, hanging up.

"They're on their way," I mumble, looking down at the ground.

(Time Lapse... 1 hour later..)

I hear a knock on the door, and Calvin stands behind it with the gun. I open it to see Delilah asleep in Patrick's arms.

"She fell asleep on the way," he whispers, handing her to me.

I take her and whisper, "T-Thanks for doing this."

I try to make facial expressions at him, but he doesn't notice.

"Yeah, no problem," he says yawning, "Well, I'll get going."

"B-Bye... and I love you," I say as he walks off.

This might be the last time I could see him. I hold Delilah close and close the door. Calvin puts the gun away and smiles at her. I step back and cradle her, so she'll be safe from him.

"Don't touch her," I hiss, moving back.

Calvin takes me by the hair and pulls my head back causing me to cry out in pain. Delilah wakes up crying, and Calvin takes her from me, pushing me on the floor. I start crying. Calvin's rocking her as she reaches for me.

"No baby girl. Daddy's here now. I'll take care of you, and you're bitch of a mother will go with us," he whispers only making her cry more.

"Please give her back to me," I cry, standing up.

"Later," he says, grinning at her as I sneak a vase behind my back.

I pick it up slowly, and when he gets close enough, I hit him upside the head with it. Calvin screams and lets go of Delilah. I quickly take her, and he clutches his head. I spin around and start running to the bedroom. Once I get in the room, I lay her on the bed, and push the dresser in front of the door. I lock the windows and shut the curtains, getting the sheets off the bed, and placing them in the corner away from the door and windows. I drag Brendon over to it and lay him on it then I get Delilah and lay her beside Brendon. My heart's beating a mile a minute when I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. I grab my cellphone and call the police.

"Hello, what's your emergency," the operator asks.

"I-I'm... my family's being attacked. The rapist is in my house with a gun. W-We're at 4353 Beach Lane," I say, dropping the phone when a bullet whizzes by my head.

I lay flat against the ground and wrap my body around Delilah and Brendon. He only stirs slightly. Another bullet shoots through the wall, and Delilah clings onto me.

"S-Shhh baby girl, it'll be alright. I promise," I coo, trying not to cry.

I hear the sirens in the distance, and I sit up thinking it's safe. Before I know it, a bullet shoots me right in my upper stomach. I fall backwards, darkness and pain taking over.