Miss Jackson {b.u.}

{45}

Alex, Alex's boyfriend, Brendon and I sat at a table. Microphones near our mouths. Headphones on our heads. It was the third podcast this month. I'm surprised we started doing this. I cleared my throat and adjusted myself in the chair. Brendon started the introduction. We were talking about whatever questions our fans asked. I glanced at Brendon, and they were talking about breakfast options;

"I have not had French toast enough to put it-" Brendon began

"I don't know why you care so much." Alex talked over him and pointed at me

"It above waffles and pancakes." Brendon finished his sentence.

I furrowed my eyebrows and pointed at myself, "Why do I care so much?! Why do I care so much?! Did I say a fucking thing!? Why do I care so much. You just went on a thirty second tangent about how much you care!"

Brendon and Alex's boyfriend were laughing and I stared at Alex, "Okay, the next question is from Kellylovespanic and she asks, 'do you think we will ever go to the moon again?'"

Alex grabbed her microphone, "I don't think we ever went."

Brendon and I looked at each other and started laughing, "Don't laugh at me!"

"I can't believe you just said that." Brendon said.

Alex rolled her eyes. "Don't fuckin' shit talk me and throw my gummy bears on the floor and then laugh at my jokes."

"The moons it's own world you fuckin' idiot." I uttered.

Alex rolled her eyes again. "Whatever. What-Ever."

"You're just mad you look stupid, Q-tip."

"Okay, hold on, let me hit you with a question forehead," Alex began and cleared her throat, "what draws the line between love?"

"Nothing does," Brendon began and stared at me, "I wasn't gonna talk about this publicly but my parents, you know, always judged Joanne and hated her because her mom is from Italy and Joey," my heart skipped a best when he said one of my rare nicknames that he only called me. Joey. I loved when he called me that, "has Italian in her and that scared my parents I guess. And I don't regret a single thing. I don't regret choosing Jj over them or cutting them out of my life. But, nothing draws the line between love, it shouldn't matter."

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Brendon Urie:
I walked inside, taking Daphne's coat off and hanging it up. She took her bookbag off and handed it to me, I also hung it up for her. I opened her bookbag and took her homework out and stood there, with it sticking out, "grab your snack and your drink. I'll be up in a few minutes to help."

"Okay!"

Daphne grabbed her juice box and a bag of Goldfish. She ran past me and took the homework out of my hand. I took my jacket off and hung it up, then, walked to the kitchen. My eyes gazed over to Joanne. She was laying on her side. River was on his back next to her and Clover was laying beneath River. Joanne's arm was draped over the both of them and she was sound asleep. I clicked my tongue against the roof of my mouth and walked over. I shut the t.v. off and leaned down, picking River up first. I moved as slowly as I could, trying not to wake her. Her eyes fluttered open and she began to get up, but I rested my hand on her shoulder and she laid back down, "no, lay back down."

She groaned. "I need to get up."

"No. You stay put," I began and leaned down to kiss her, "everything is under control."

Joanne pulled Clover into River's spot and pulled her close. I pulled a blanket over them and kissed her forehead one more time. I flicked the living room light off and walked out.