Ch.1 [P!ATD] She Had the World

Ch.9 [P!ATD] Into A Place Where Thoughts Can Bloom

I woke up in bed with Brendon and Bogart inbetween us. I looked over and saw Brendon still asleep. I watched him for a bit. He looked too peaceful to wake up. His hair was messy and he drooled just a tiny bit. Small snores echoed in the room. His room is huge. A flatscreen TV hung on the wall, a giant chest of drawers sat below it and his closet was three times the size of mine. The walls were a shade of maroon and his curtains matched. He had a couple posters and another award hanging on the wall. Bogart looked at me though. I reached over and pet him. I slowly made my way out of bed and tip toed into the hallway. I figured I'd take the time to explore my surroundings. The first room I approached looked kinda like an office or small recording space, it had a desk. Four keyboards were sitting on it and sheets of music were strewn all over them. Four guitars hung along the wall and five amps were stacked. A couple of mics stood in the corner. Even more awards were in here. Monitors showing various graphics and pages of info were glowing and a trashbin full of crumpled up music sheets sat on the hardwood floor. I could swear I saw an accordion sitting on a shelf. I moved to the next room. Piles of videogames and controllers. A pinball machine in the corner, surroundsound speakers, an xbox, ps3, wii, blu ray player, and even a gamecube sat on the shelves of the entertainment unit holding up the huge HD TV.

"Wow." I said.

"Well good morning."

I jumped back and fell into the room. Brendon was standing behind me the whole time.

"Good morning." I squeaked.

"Exploring with Bogart?" He asked.

I smiled at him and nodded as I scratched Bogart's head.

"How about breakfast?"

"That sounds good."

He offered me his hand and helped me up.

"Sleep well?" He smirked.

"Very." I giggled.

"Have a seat." He smiled as we got to the island in the middle of the kitchen. "What does my girl feel like? Cereal? Pancakes? Waffles? Poptarts?"

I laughed. "Well what do you want?"

"Waffles."

"Then waffles it is." I grinned.

"Easy!"

I was expecting a box of frozen waffles but instead he pulled out a waffle iron and a box of pancake mix.

"Chcolate chip? Blueberry? Cinnamon?" He asked.

He's a freaking chef! I smiled at him. "Chocolate chip."

"My favorite."

He made two huge waffles and slid them on plates. He joined me at the counter and we ate.

"So. What do you wanna do today?"

Vicki's POV

Ryan and I woke up in my bed. I was curled up to his chest as his smooth and calm breathing continued. I slipped out of bed and walked out to the livingroom. I looked out the window to see Austin walking into the building. Oh shit... I ran for the bedroom and shook Ryan awake.

"Vicki what's wrong?!" He asked as he sat up.

"Austin is here!"

He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "What?"

Just then there was a knock on the door. Ryan got up and looked through the peep hole.

"What the hell is he doing here?" He hissed.

I shrugged and ducked behind the counter. I heard Ryan open the door.

"Morning Austin... Can I help you?" Ryan asked.

"Ryan... Did you know Ivy was cheating on me? I mean it seems like you did being you told me she's touring with your little band."

I balled my hand up into a fist and kept listening.

"Yes. Yes I do know." Ryan said.

"Why would you do that?"

"Well she's happier with Brendon. And you treated her like a secretary more than a girlfriend. And you left her for a month. She found someone more worth her time. Someone who treats her like a lady should be treated."

"Says the guy answering the door in his underwear."

"Okay you went to Princeton-"

"Yale." He said cutting off Ryan.

"Okay. Yale. Whatever. You went to Yale and you can't even think of a good comeback?"

I giggled.

"Ryan. At least I have a real job."

Oh hell no. I stood up and walked to the door to see Austin and Ryan getting really close. About to fight.

"Morning Austin. I'd say goodmorning but from what I hear you had a pretty bad night."

"Hello Vicki. And yes I did have a bad night. Ivy was cheating on me. She cheated on me while I was away on business. Away trying to earn money to spoil her and give her things she wants."

"Ya know Austin. Take advice from a girl. And not just any girl. Her best friend. She doesn't want to be spoiled by you. She just wants you to be there for her, but you'd rather-"

"We spend time together!" He yelled.

"Having her run your errands and book your trips isn't spending time together. So leave her alone. And if you don't. I can and will make your sad and pathetic life a living hell. Understand?" I growled as I grabbed his face and pulled him close to mine. "And that's not a threat. It's a promise."

Ryan backed away. "I'd listen to her."

"Is that how you got Ryan? You promised to make his life a living hell if he didn't go out with you?" He snapped.

I shoved him to the ground, got on top of him and began punching him. When Ryan finally pulled me off of him there was blood all over my fists.

"Well bye Austin have a nice life." Ryan said shutting the door and locking it.

"Vicki... You just beat up a lawyer..."

"He's a pig! He uses women! I don't know what Ivy saw in that low life, worthless asshole who thinks he's better than everyone just because he has money!"

He wrapped me up in his arms and rubbed my back. "Calm down. It's over. Let's wash your fists of fury and figure out what we can do today."

Ryan led me to the kitchen sink and washed off the blood. He hummed my song. Behind the Sea. I smiled as his hands rested on my hips while I dried my hands.

"Don't let him get to you." Ryan smiled. "He's not worth it."

"I know. I'm sorry. I just couldn't... He's a-"

"Calm down babe. It's all over. Now let's turn on some TV and figure out what we can do today."

He pulled me into the livingroom and pulled me onto his lap as he turned on the TV. The video for I Write Sins Not Tragedies was on.

"Hey I know that band!" I smiled.

"You do? I kinda know their guitarist." He smirked.

"Oh that guy. He's hot."

"Really? Maybe I can set you two up." He smiled as he tickled me.

I crashed my lips to his and ran my fingers through his hair and his hands rested on my hips.