Take This To Your Grave

Dance, Dance

Peyton's POV

Brendon and I drove to the address that Candace gave me and we were surprised when there was a dock leading up to a yacht. We walked down the bridge and we were greeted my Mr.Lancaster.
"Hello Peyton." He said kissing my cheeks. "You must be Patrick?" He asked Brendon. Brendon shook his head.
"No, Pat's out of town so she took me instead." He said reaching out his hand for Mr.L to shake. "Brendon, Brendon Urie." Brendon introduced himself. I giggled at how he introduced himself in such a dorky manor.
"Alright, well the party is just starting so, i'll see you later." Mr.L said winking at me. I tensed up at his action. He's always been a little flirty. We walked onto the yacht and Candace and Derrick greeted me with hugs and kisses on the cheek. I smiled and Candace looked at me a little sympathetically. I nodded, reassuring her that I was a little upset.
"Hey, cheer up." Brendon said giving me a gentle side hug. I haven't been out much since I lost the baby, so coming here was a little out of my comfort zone.
"Alright." I said smiling up at Brendon. He ruffled my hair and kissed my forehead. I giggled and we walked over to the bar, grabbing some campaign. We sipped on it as we walked around having small talk with my work friends and smiling along with their stories.
"And this is Benny." My friend Talia went on about her kids, showing us pictures of her twins. My stomach was churning as she pulled more pictures up on her phone. Brendon noticed I was uncomfortable and made an excuse to leave. 
"Hey Candace." Brendon said, they started talking about something and I excused myself to the restroom.
"Peyton, hi." I heard behind me. It was Mr.Lancaster.
"Hey..." I trailed off stopping to talk.
"I really like the dress." He said a light blush on his face.
"Thanks." I said, he knows im engaged correct?
"You're always so....gorgeous." He said getting closer and cupping his hand around my chin. I shuffled away. 
"Mr. Lancaster, I'm engaged." I said looking at him confused. He kept coming closer until I was backed into a wall.
"And who isn't here tonight?" He asked. I swallowed a lump in my throat and tried to protest as he slammed his lips onto mine. I mentally gagged.
"Get the hell off me!" I screamed running off down the hall.
"Peyton!" He screamed after me. I went into the bathroom and locked the door, sliding down it, tears coming to my eyes. My shaky hands dialed Candace's number.
"Hello, Peyton?" She asked.
"Mr-Mr.La-Lancaster, just forced himself on me." I finally got out of my sore throat.
"What?" She asked, panic in her voice. "Where are you?" She asked.
"I'm hiding in the bathroom." I said, standing up and looking in the mirror. My makeup was running down my face, and my lipstick was smeared from the ruff kiss. I wiped my face off with wet papertowels as Candace ranted on about how she was going to kick his ass. I coughed and she shutup.
"Just wait until you get here before you do anything." I said. There was a light knock on the door followed by a it's me. I opened the door and we sat on the sinks and talked about ways to fix this.
"I'm quitting." I said. She nodded. I took a deep breath and we decided to walk back out into the party. The rest of the party went by smooth and I rarely talked to anyone, I couldn't get that kiss out of my mind, It was so disgusting.
"You ready?" Brendon asked me. I nodded and we headed out getting into his car and driving back to his house. We were inside and I had changed into a pair of Brendon's sweats and a t-shirt. He didn't want me driving home in the state I was in. 
"So, what are you going to do?" Brendon asked.
"I'm just gonna find another job I assume." I said sipping on the tea Bren made.
"Do you want to work for me?" He asked. I looked at him confused.
"You can work at the studio." He cleared things up. I nodded.
"What would I even do?" I asked laughing. 
"Well you could help us write songs, clean, work on the album, maybe film some videos?" He asked.
"How much does this famous Brendon Urie pay?" I asked. 
"20 bucks an hour for 8 hours?" He asked. I almost screamed with excitement.  I jumped into his arms and hugged him. "You're the bestest best friend in the world." I said pulling away. He agreed and got me some blankets and pillows for the couch. I fell asleep after a few minutes, dreaming of the future like always.


"Alright, i'll see you soon, bye." I heard a voice. I sat up and rubbed my eyes and saw Brendon on his phone. 
"Hey?" I asked.
"Morning." He said smiling.
"Who was that?" I asked. 
"My mom." He answered almost to quick. I nodded and decided to head back home for a shower and breakfast.
"Hey." I said walking into the house and saw a groggy Candace sitting at the island eating cereal.
"Hey."  She said scrolling through her Instagram. I took a shower and changed into some of my own sweats and a hoodie.
"You want me to make some eggs?" I asked. She nodded and I proceeded to make some. We ate and drank coffee and Candace was off to work.
"You have my resignation letter?" I asked.
"Yeah." She said walking out the door. I sighed and decided to call Patrick.
"Goodmorning love." He said. I smiled at how adorable he sounded. 
"Morning." I said. "What are you up to today?" I asked.
"Not much, were going to do one more interview and then go to a little gig."  He said. 
"Sounds fun." I told him. We talked for about an hour before we said our goodbyes. I decided not to tell Patrick about the job thing. I would rather have him with me when  I did the over the phone. I cleaned around the house and then decided to change into and outfit to go to the studio. I started my way to the studio and got out of my car. I was on my phone as I walked in, so I didn't even notice when I saw Joe standing there. I sat on the couch still looking down at twitter when I heard a cough. I looked up and saw Pat. I jumped up from the couch and jumped into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist and digging my face into his neck.
"I missed you too." He giggled. I got down and smushed his face up and pecked his lips. He was wearing black skinny jeans, a plain blue shirt and a black cardigan. He had the sleeves pulled over the top part of his hands making it look to big on him.
"I love you!" I screamed hugging him again.
"I love you too." He said kissing my cheek. The day went on as normal and everything was great.

Patrick and I were snuggled up in my bed watching t.v. Candace and Derrick were out planning stuff for their wedding so Pat and I had the whole house to ourself.
"So, I quit my job." I blurted out.
"What?" He asked sitting up and looking into my eyes confusion written all over his face.
"Mr.Lancaster kissed me at the party, I got mad and quit."  I said. He as emotionless, his face unreadable. Before I could say anything he pushed me on my back and kissed me hard, possessively, making me melt under him. He kissed down my neck and spoke between kisses.
"The." Kiss. "Only." Kiss. "Person." Kiss. "That." Kiss. "Kisses you." Kiss. "Is me." He finished biting down hard on my sweet spot causing me to moan.

Patrick and I were laying in bed our bodies sticking together from sweat as he kissed my back.
"I hope you no one can pleasure you like I can." He said nibbling at my neck more. I shivered and giggled.
"I wouldn't know, you're the only one that's ever pleasured me." I said laughing. He smiled into my neck.
"Good." He said. "It's gonna stay that way too." He said. I smiled and nodded, agreeing with him. 
"I love you." I told him.

"I love you to." He said. I have the best life anyone could ever ask for.