Chapter 12: Nightmares

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*important author's note at end*
I went to sleep last night thinking about dying.

If I die, it's Brendon Urie's fault.

Ryan hates rollercoasters too, so I'm not completely alone in this. But that's not going to stop the rollercoasters, now is it?

I woke up knowing what I had to do today.

'hey meet us at my dorm in an hour' I send to Ryan and Brendon.

'okie -B' Brendon responds. What an idiot.

An hour later, Audrey finally wakes up from her loud sleep.

"We're leaving in like 10 minutes." She sighs and shakes her head.

"I'm up too early for this shit."

"It's noon."

"My point exactly." She plops her head back onto her pillow.

"Get up. They're coming right now." I shake her.

Ryan shows up first and sits on my bed awkwardly as we wait for Brendon to get here and for Audrey to get up.

Brendon knocks on the door a few minutes after Ryan.

"Hey." He nods at Ryan.

"Audrey, hurry up." I shout at the bathroom door.

"Hold on, hold on I'm almost done." She shoves herself out of the bathroom. Her overdramatic entrance already shows that she and Ryan do not mix.

I look over at Ryan, who's rolling his eyes.

"Really?" He mumbles to me.

"We'll lose her once she finds some frat boys, don't worry." I nudge him.

Brendon takes my hand and whispers in my ear. "This should be fun."

***

I sit in the driver's seat next to Brendon while Ryan slouches in the back as far away from Audrey as possible.

The drive from the campus to the amusement park really wasn't that far away.

A/N: This is all I've got at the moment. I have a part where they're at the park in a notebook somewhere but currently I have no energy to get up and copy it all down. Here's the problem, I'm struggling with a lot of issues in my head at the moment, and I don't know if I have the will to write something so happy right now. My Ryden fic was somewhat easy to write for, but that one is a lot less perky. I'm not perky anymore, I'm bland, and sad. I would never let this story end, so don't worry, but it may be a while until I gather up the ideas to write for this.

I hope you read this. I'm sorry.

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