Song Of The Chapter: The Phoenix, Fall Out Boy
Brendon
My heart began to race so quickly that I had began to hear it's pounding in my ear. My blood turned as cold as the winter days in Canada, where Emmy used to live. My breath was caught in my throat and, no matter how much I tried, I couldn't seem to get the words to come out of my mouth. I ended up making a sound that sounded somewhat like a groan and a gasp at the same time, but strained, pointing next to Hayley and Nate, where Emmy previously sat when we were here.
Everyone looked and gaped at the empty seat in shock and surprise that no one had heard anything. Suddenly, I was overcome by every bad emotion I've ever come to know and I lost control of my actions. I began to sob. My whole body shook as I thought of everything that could possibly happen to Emmy thanks to my lack of attention.
I understood that this wasn't any type of solution, but, Emmy and I had recently fought, and I learned what being without her is like. I could not live with out her. During those 2 weeks in which we were broken up, I completely let myself go. I wanted to get up and run, and find her, and hold her. I wanted to ignore all of my surroundings and just completely shut off too though.
"Brendon, come on, stop crying, this won't help us find Emmy." Dallon told me, helping me up from the curled up position that I had somehow ended up in during my emotionally tiring breakdown. I looked up at him, and everyone else, bowing my head in shame. What was I doing crying? That wouldn't help anything, and I'm sure Emmy wouldn't want it to happen. I wiped the tears out of my eyes, standing up from my seated position.
"You're right Dalpal. I will find Emmy if it's the last thing I do." I said, out loud, to anyone who was listening. I helped everyone up, and we began to run towards rich-snob square, towards the darkest house, Marina's. My blood was no longer cold, now it was boiling with anger, fear and adrenaline. I was ready to fight whatever stood in my way. I needed to get to Emmy, then I needed to get her to a safe place.
"Put on your war paint." Jack said, theoretically allowing us to get ready for whatever was yet to come.
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By the time we got in front of Marina's house, I was out of breath, gasping. I couldn't stop now though, so I got up from my slouched position, my breath slowly coming back.
"That asshole doesn't know what's coming to her." Alex said, rather loudly, causing Patrick to clamp a hand over his mouth. I laughed lightly, but it was painful. If something happened to Emmy, I might not ever be able to see these guys again. It would be too painful. I wouldn't even be able to go back to our apartment.
"Actually, my name's Marina."
We turned around to be faced by Marina and, seemingly, every single one of her friends. They were in some sort of battle position, each one holding a different type of riffle in their hands. They looked ridiculous if I'm being honest, but I knew they meant business. They were actually going to fight us until most of us or most of them were dead.
I heard clicking coming from behind me, causing me to turn pale with worry, before realising everyone else was behind me, loading their guns. I loaded mine too and got ready for a battle. From there all I know was that bodies were on bodies and shots were fired, and through all of the smoke and bodies thrown everywhere, I could make out only a few full sentences.
"The little rat is still inside, she's in the kitchen with the stuff. Let's go take care of business before this is over." I heard Marina say to Florence, her best friend, causing shivers to make their way down my spine. They may have been the only sentences I heard, but I'm glad that I heard them. Now I knew where Emmy was, and I could get her.
Suddenly, I was pushed to the ground by something and one final bullet was heard ringing through the streets. There, lying on the ground, was Nate Ruess. He had blood visibly dripping from his arm and before I knew it, I had looked up and shot the girl, Lindsey, who had shot Nate. She dropped to the floor, limp, but nobody rushed over to her. As if they knew she had sacrificed her life to help Marina destroy mine. It was sick really, these girls would die for Marina but Marina obviously doesn't care. She doesn't even care about Florence.
Nobody felt any emotions towards the fact that she had just died, you could tell, but I did. I just killed a girl. A girl who had yet to fall in love, have kids, buy a house or live her dream job. I just ended any chances of her doing those things and so many more. I felt sorry, but at the same time I didn't. She tried to shoot me, but she missed, so I tried to shoot her, and I didn't.
Although I felt extreme pain from ending the life of someone who had so much ahead of them, I kneeled over to check on Nate. I looked up to see the rest of the girls had fled, they probably didn't believe I was capable of that. A single shot, right to the heart. I looked at Nate as he opened one eye, looked over to where they were previously standing, and began to grin. He got up, taking off his sweater and wrapping it around his arm, tightly so it would stop the bleeding.
"I jumped in front of you at just the right time. I didn't think I could. She only skimmed my arm. Only slight bleeding." Nate told me, a cheeky grin cast across his face. I hugged him tight, glad that I hadn't lost one of the greatest people on the planet. Nate broke the hug, looking me straight in the eyes, a look of determination spread across his face.
"Let's go find Emmy." He exclaimed, firmly.
We reloaded our guns and began walking into the house, trying to be as quiet as we possibly could so Marina, wouldn't suspect anything.
We got in to the first room and looked around when suddenly, I couldn't see anything. I was engulfed by darkness and a throbbing headache.
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It's 3:00 AM and I just got really inspired so I wrote this, so, tell me if there's anything wrong with it. (: enjoy

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