mad as rabbits - brendon urie

twelve

*a few days later*

"Hey Alice!" Brendon called down the hallway, letting it echo through the corridor. It was Monday morning, and I honestly don't want to fuck with anyone at the moment. So I respectfully ignored him and walked away.

But Brendon has a mind of his own, I felt a pointer finger touch my shoulder and I shifted leading my elbow to below his rib. Jabbing him slightly.

"Ow," he sneered at me.

I thought he knew I wasn't going to put up with his bullshit. I wasn't in the mood. But everywhere I went he just kept giving me the same look.

I knew he wanted me, but I wasn't going to let him have me. I wasn't going to let him have me this easily.

I refocused on Brendon, "Oops. Sorry Beebo." I gave him a coy look.

"Yeah whatever," he said walking away, but staying close behind me.

I felt like this scenario had happened before in seventh grade. There was this boy named Kaden, but me and my friend would call him hoodie boy. Because he always wore the same hoodie.

However, hoodie boy was utterly obsessed with me. Keep in mind that this was in seventh grade so I look like a fetus that was attacked by 100 bees on my face.

And it made me feel loved, he was just creepy as fuck.

Brendon was like hoodie boy too, he trailed behind me everywhere I went and he tried to grab my attention.

And I knew it. Brendon was mad, he was insane. He was mad as any rabbit on this earth.

Because he had fallen in love.

And then it hit me, I was the one he fell for. It was me all along. But why me?

I tried to throw the thought into the garbage bin of my brain but I couldn't stop thinking about it. I knew it wouldn't matter in five years but I just feel like it's the biggest deal to me.

Do I like Brendon? Oh god, and here comes the thoughts again.

I mean, I don't like Brendon. But I do. He's an asshole, but he's a really sexy asshole. Oh my god, what am I saying? There are so many girls that are killing to be with Brendon and he fell for me.

And that's when I realized that I'm just going to go for it.

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"Beebo?" I called out, at the usual spot he skipped.

"Oh come on baby you're gorgeous," a low husky voice said.

"Oh- Brendon come on." A feminine voice said, with little gasps and moans coming from her mouth.

My heart dropped and panic rushed through my veins.

And to think I even thought Brendon could've liked me. Me? No not me, that girl he's fucking!

I was kind of furious, yet jealous? No that's not the word. I just didn't know why it was bothering me so much.

Was I the one I wanted him to fuck? Well he had me. So I guess it's his loss. Right?

I wanted to go see who was over there but I just continued to listen.

I wasn't trying to be creepy I just wanted to wait to scare them. I hope that isn't weird.

"Brendon, god you're so fucking hot." The girl moaned again.

It was honestly kind of weird to hear Brendon having sex with someone. And it was kind of weird that I was listening. I didn't feel bad though. I found it hilarious.

I pulled out my phone and debated in my head whether or not I should record it.

I decided not to, because if I got caught I could be charged.

I finally made a good choice.

The moaning on went on for about five more minutes when I couldn't take it anymore. "Excuse me," I called out.

I heard a gasp, but not a sexual gasp. More of a "oh my god someone's coming. Put your penis back in your pants before we get in trouble."

I took a breath and laughed a little as of what I was doing.

Never in a million years did I think that this would ever happen.

"Uh yeah," I laughed a little turning my head behind the portable classroom.

Only to see Brendon, and my best friend...

Brendon Urie fucking my best friend, Juliet.