Death Of A Bachelorette [Brendon Urie Fanfic]

Chapter 3

-JADE'S POINT OF VIEW-

Brendon was the sweetest guy I've ever met.

Even though we've talked for only about 30 minutes, I felt like he understands me.

I opened the car door.

I looked at my mom and saw a face of relief.

"The show ended 3 hours ago, what happened?"

I could tell that she was angry judging by her tone.

"Sorry, I was talking to Brendon."

"That's great hon, but for three hours?"

I didn't want to tell her about me passing out and my cracked phone.

Not just because I didn't want her to ask me a billion times if I was okay and if I needed to go to the hospital, I didn't want her to know that I was a fucking mess.

"I tried to call you but you didn't answer! And what happened to your legs?"

I looked down at my legs and it had band aids all over it.

I peeled it off a little to see what was wrong and there were cuts, scrapes, bruises and a shit ton of blood.

"I fell and my phone was off." I lied.

After 5 minutes of her rambling and lecturing she finally started the engine and drove back to my apartment.