Fool. (Brendon Urie fanfiction)

Grief

I decided to make a new chapter because I am in the mood to write again whoops

Also you guys will hate me so much

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Alex - several hours later
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Ryan, Brendon's mom, and I were standing outside the room as the doctor told us what has happened.

"So when he got hit it appeared that his head probably got struck. We don't know when he will wake up but we were able to keep him alive."

Brendon's mom grabbed my hand and ran me into the hospital room.

"This is all your fault! If only he never met you he wouldn't have gotten hurt! You worthless little brat!" She said and ran out of the hospital room.

Ryan walked in and gave me his MP3.

"Um I'm going to call my mom and probably get something for us to eat.. Do you like shitty hospital pizza?"
I nodded.

"Alright see you in a minute." Ryan left the room.

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I hate hospitals. They smell like shit and all you hear is people crying and screaming. And what's even worst.

when a hospital is silent.

Because that's when you know something is wrong.

Something is wrong.

I suddenly heard footsteps near the door and to my surprise it was Ryan walking in trying to balance two trays with "pizza" on it.

I jumped up and grabbed a tray and sat back down.
"Thanks." I mumbled.

"No problem dude it's fine." Ryan sat down next to me and threw a juice box at me.

We both sat in silence. The only sound was the crunch of the questionable pizza.
It looked like someone took dough and slapped a piece of cheese on it.

Hospital food everyone.

"Oh by the way, I called our moms.. To ask if we could stay since there is no school tomorrow. And I honestly don't want to leave Brendon." Ryan said.

"Well what did my mom say" I said.
She doesn't probably give two shits. I could Get murdered and she wouldn't bother to check on me.

"She said she didn't care." Ryan mumbled.

"Wow what a surprise." I said as I finished my last bite of dough and cheese.

Ryan was searching for a place he could probably sleep.
I just sat down.

It still felt fake.

Like nothing feels real.

Ryan finally gave up and sat near me.

"You know" he started. "Brendon was on the phone with me when this happened.."

I felt my heart sink.
"Really?"

"Yeah" Ryan mumbled. "All I could hear was like glass smashing and then the line went dead."

I couldn't even respond.
It was like a scene out of a movie or some shit.

"Well, goodnight. If we even get to sleep on these pieces of wood with a cushion." Ryan said grabbing a white sheet and putting it over us.

"Yeah.." I said and curled up on the chair.

My mind wouldn't sleep.

It was like my mind was replaying all the events today.

I woke up.
My mom wasn't home.
I ate.
Jess came over.
Brendon came over.
Brendon kissed me.
He left.
And he got in a car accident.

Car accident.

It was like a forbidden word.
Like a swear word being thrown at your parents.
It felt like fire on my tongue.
Like I could even say it.

I remember the last thing Brendon said to me too.

"Ugh I have to leave before my mom kills me."

I remember his kiss.

It's like I remember it but in pieces.

And here I am trying to put the pieces together like a two year old using a three and up puzzle.

I finally felt myself slowly falling into darkness.

And I fell into a deep sleep.

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I opened my eyes and saw a bright light.
I looked around.

But

Ryan wasn't there.

Brendon wasn't there.

I looked at the bright light coming from the window again and saw a shadow.

I stood up and started walking to the window.
It was open.

I climbed out with a little struggle.

I was flying.
I was floating towards the clouds.

I finally reached the clouds and stood up.

I saw him.

He was healed.

Awake.

I walked to him and he grabbed my hand.

Then.
I wasn't floating anymore.
I was falling.

I was falling to my death.

Watching the hospital get closer and closer.
I closed my eyes.
And just waited for it to happen.

For my blood to paint the cement.
For my bones to break in every way.
For my heart to stop working.

But I stopped.

I heard a echoing voice calling my name.

Then I saw the person who grabbed my hand.
I saw him perfectly.

My love.

Ryan.

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