Impossible Year // Brendon Urie [ON HOLD]

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//SOPHIE//

I sit next Brendon on the piano stool, forever wishing he could see me. He sings the first couple lyrics he'd written so many years ago. I hope he finally uses them. He always comes to them and tries to use them but always ends up frustrated and sad.

He sings the lines over and over again. Eventually I join in and add a couple things to it.

"And storms full of sorrow that won't disappear. Just typhoons and monsoons; This impossible year" I sing my voice rang out through the house from what I could hear, but I know all he could hear was the echo of the piano and the sound of his precious little dogs scampering around.

I think the dogs knew I was there when I was around. They'd get antsy when I was coming towards them and I'm usually the one petting them just before they fell asleep. Sometimes, when I'm extremely bored, I'd get the dogs riled up early in the morning and wake up Sarah or Brendon.

I like Sarah. I'm really glad that my former husband, even though I still wear the ring, has remarried and found someone to heal the hole that I left. I've got no reason to be upset about it. If he's happy, I'm happy. It's not like he'll forget about me any time soon. The poor man still keeps my pictures of me around and looks at them daily. Hell, he listens to the music I used to make when he's going on angry drives. Which turn into sad drives from listening to my voice. I really hope he does forget one day. At least move over it completely.

I sit up from the stool with a sigh and went to sit on the couch that felt like rocks to me, for I couldn't make any indent or crease. It may as well have been made of solid diamond.

"There's no sunshine, this impossible year, only black days and sky grey, and clouds full of fear," he sings again, and raises his voice more, "and storms full of sorrow that won't disappear. Just typhoons and monsoons; this impossible year."

He sang my own lyrics back to me. In shock and pure awe, I smile, knowing that I could reach out to him without him even knowing.

I jumped from the couch and tackled him in a hug.

"Sophie, I have something to tell you." Brendon took my hands in his and sat me down on the couch in front of him. I looked up at him expectantly with a small grin on my face.

"Panic! At The Disco, is going to be putting out their first album soon!" He smiled.

I jumped up from the couch and tackled him in a hug. His warmth came around me as his arms went to my back.

"That's amazing oh my god. I'm so proud of you. All of you." I was tearing up. That little band of brothers have been waiting so long for this and I was so happy that they finally were able to do what they wanted.

I didn't care that I couldn't feel his warmth or that he felt like he was made of metal. I knew it was him. And if he felt any type of warmth, I'm sure he knew it was me. Giving him a half dead hug is better than no hug at all in my opinion.