The atmosphere was electric inside the venue. The crowd was loving every second. I got shots of them as well as video. This is what the label had asked for, to put on Panics social media.
The label was so pleased with my work. They asked if I could do another night, specifically getting band shots. Lots of candid ones. I then had to get back to Vegas.
After the band came off stage, I went and got some shots of the departing crowd. I went backstage and met up with the band. I was going through the shots, and the guys were all standing around looking at them. Brendon had his chin on my shoulder.
"These are so good." Nicole said to me. I smiled and thanked her. As I walked away, Mike caught up with me.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go for a coffee sometime?" He asked.
"Oh." I said, surprised."Sure."
"Great." Mike said smiling, and he walked away. I could hear Maya and Vic in my ear, telling me no, but I didn't want to hurt Mike's feelings.
I walked towards the transport back to the hotel. Sarah didn't come to the show this time. I sat with Brendon all the way back to the hotel. He was very quiet.
"Bren, are you ok? You don't seem like yourself."
Brendon looked at me and laid his head on my shoulder. Now I was worried.
We arrived back at the hotel, and we all got into the elevator. Brendon caught my hand, and I rubbed his hand with my thumb. I smiled at him. Mike was watching our interaction. We reached our floor, and I expected Brendon to let go of my hand and go to his suite that he shares with Sarah. He carried on walking with me. I stopped at my door and opened it. He followed me in and sat down. I put my stuff down and sat on the couch with Brendon.
"Bren?" I asked gently. Brendon looked at me, and he looked like he was going to say something. There was banging on my door. Not knocking, banging. I walked over to the door and opened it. Sarah stood there.
"I knew you would be here!" She said, pushing me out of the way. My head hit the wall. Brendon stood up.
Sarah walked up to Brendon and grabbed his wrist. She started to pull him.
"Bren!" I said. He didn't say a word and just followed Sarah. She turned to look at me.
"You!! Keep your hands off, my man! Fuckin bitch!! The friendship is over. You even look in Brendons direction, and I will have you fired! Is that understood?" I stayed silent. Brendon looked at me with pleading eyes. "I SAID, IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?"
"Yes." I said. Sarah made so much noise that it got other band and team members out of their suites.
"Geeez, all so fucking nosy!" Sarah said walking down the corridor. I let out the breath I was holding. I was about to close the door when Dan Mike and Nicole came in.
"Dude what the fuck?" Dan said. I shrugged and sat on the couch.
"I don't know what to say. I think she's abusing Brendon. He was about to say something and then she banged on the door."
"What makes you think he's being abused?" Mike asked. And I told them what I witnessed at the airport.
"He's also gone into himself. I have known B since we were 11, and he's never been like this. It's as if he can't speak or anything."
"We need to get him away from her." Nicole said.
"Yea, but I have found that with victims of domestic abuse, the more you try and get them to leave, the more they dig their heels in. They need to prove everyone wrong, that everything is great in the relationship."
I explained. "All we can do is support B and make sure he knows that we are all there for him. I know it's hard, but you can't bad mouth Sarah where B is. He will tell her what we say, and then she says she is right and we are trying to split them up. And he drifts further away until he has no one. So we are supportive and say nothing bad about Sarah. I am counting on you guys because I go home on Saturday."
Mike Dan and Nicole all nodded. We hung out for a while. I ordered room service, and we all shared a pizza with sides of fries and a bottle of tequila.
We ate and then did shots. The music was turned on, and we partied in my hotel suite. Mike and I were flirting with each other. Nicole needed something from her room. So I kept the door open whilst she ran down. We all stood in the hallway. Nicole fell over, and we were all creased over laughing. My stomach was aching. A door opened, and I saw Brendon looking.
"Oh, hey B." I said as Nicole ran back towards us with more tequila. "Dude what the fuck?" I said. "Come on, let's do some karaoke. I will kill this cos Brendons not playing." I knew he heard me. I took a shot of tequila out of the bottle, and it burned.
"WOAH!" I said, closing the door.
5 minutes later, we decided who would sing first. Mike. Nicole had an arm around my shoulder.
"Mike's hot for you." Nicole said.
I nodded.
"I am not looking for a relationship, though. And I know that's what he's after."
"I love your honesty, Rob." Dan said. Mike started his song when there was a knock at the,door. We weren't being loud. I opened the door and it was Brendon.
"What was this about you winning because I am not playing?" He said walking in. He was dressed in sweats and had his black rimmed glasses on. I winked at the other 3 as if to say, see what I mean?
We had a fab time. About 2.30am we all crashed. I was on the bed, in between Mike and Brendon. Woah I think my fantasy just came true. Just kidding......
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Best of friends
Fiksi PenggemarRobyn is best friends with Brendon Urie. They have been friends since middle school. what would happen if the dynamic of their friendship changed? TRIGGER WARNING. THIS STORY HAS MENTIONS OF SUICIDE AND SELF HARM