The Opportunity of a Lifetime

Chapter 36 (Patrick's POV)

Today's the day.

I'm standing in a very old church with wooden pews, white bows and ribbon strung everywhere. I'm in a black tux with a black tie, waiting for my bride to be. I blink and suddenly Hailey is standing right in front of me, a smile on her face and a white wedding dress on her body. Her hair is pulled up in a white veil.

A priest is standing in between us, waiting for the audience to settle down so he can marry us. A few seconds of silence pass, and then the door suddenly swings open. Hailey and I's heads whip toward the sound, and in comes Brendon Urie, dressed in a red suit jacket and a glittery top hat. A black bowtie is tied around his neck, and he straightens it as he scowls distastefully at the scene around him.

He starts walking towards me, and he passes his white gloved hand over my face, covering my eyes. When his hand disappears, the audience's faces are painted white, eerie expressions drawn over their features. They feel their faces, confused, and Brendon heads over to the back door, opening it. In comes erotically dressed people, their faces also painted white. They start dancing around us, and I stare at everything in shock. What is happening?

Brendon turns around, heading back over to us. I look up at his face, and the more I stare at him, the more his face distorts into different features. Then I'm staring into the face of Cheryl. She grins mischeviously at me, now wearing Brendon's suit jacket and hat.