Adopted-Brendon Urie

Chapter 7

*Things in Italics are thoughts*
I look in the mirror at my new hair color and gasp. Omg! It's so fucking pretty!
I take out my phone and take a picture of my hair. It was a brown and blonde ombre, curled, and going down to my waist. I post the picture on instagram captioning it with: "Just got my hair done! Do you like it?😍😝✌😘🙈"
We walk outside to the car after Brendon paid and get in the car.
In 5 minutes I got 20likes.I wonder if Brendon has told the public about him adopting me... He probably won't tell anyone. He is probably just embarrased that I am his daughter. I mean... Who would want ME as a daughter? I certainly wouldn't. I'm ugly, fat, have no friends, an outcast, short, depressed, embarrasing... Why did he even adopt me?! I'm surprised that he even WANTED to or even CONSIDERED adopting me...
I realized we just pulled in, but keep thinking anyways, as I get out of the car and walk up to the door. When Brendon unlocks the door he turns around and asks me, "Hey Layla? You Ok? You look like you're thinking. A lot..." I just nod and run up the stairs, not caring that Brendon was talking to me.
*Brendon's P.O.V*
"Layla, what are you thinking about," I call up to her, but she ignores me and keeps running up the steps. I think nothing of it and sigh in frustration. Spencer walks past me. I go after him and stop him. He turns around and asks, "What's up bro?" He should really spend some time with Layla. "I think Dallon and I are going to go to a bar, do you think you could watch Layla tonight?"
He thinks for a second and gives me this pained look. "You know- I don't know man, she acts like she doesn't want to spend time with me. Why don't you take me and let Dallon babysit her, she seems to want to be with him all the time..." He gets a little sour at the end. "Speaking of- do you know why she wants to spend so much time with him? Layla seems to be glued to his side!"
I think about that for a minute... Now that I think of it, she has been wanting Dallon a lot! She's my child, she should be wanting me! I know it sounds a little selfish, but I am technically her legal father now. "First, she doesn't really know you well yet, so you have to bond with her. Second, now that I think about it she does always want Dallon." He nods his head, says "OK" and walks out to the backyard.
After our little talk, I decide to go upstairs and check on Layla. When I get up to her room I peek in her door to make sure she isn't doing anything. When I look at her, she's looking at herself in the mirror. "No wonder nobody wanted you..." I hear her whisper. How could she think that... I adopted her! I want her!
I knock on the door and walk in. She turns immediately and blushes a dark shade of pink.
*Layla's P.O.V*
I hope Brendon didn't hear that! Shit! I turn to him and felt my cheeks burning. I walk up to him and ask "What's up?" He looks like he's about to burst, his face is red, a vein is popping out on his neck, and he's shaking a bit.
"Nobody wants you?! I want you Layla! I adopted you! Did you want someone else to adopt you?! If I would have know it was going to be like this... I should've left you at the orphanage and let someone not as nice as me adopt you!" I feel tears stinging my eyes and I choke on my sobs. I don't say anything and just slam the door shut and lock it.
I run over to my bed and throw myself on my belly, burying my face into my pillow. I'm full on bawling and my chest is getting tight. Did he really think that? That proves I'm a terrible daughter.... I hate myself! Why couldn't I have just been left to die that one day!!!
An idea pops into my head... I go over and grab my seizure pills and unscrew the cap. One by one I take them... 1. 2. 4. 7. 10... And on until 30.
I start gagging, but I suppress it. I lay down on my bed on my side and tuck my hair behind my ears, tears still streaming down my face.
And after a couple minutes everything starts to feel fuzzy...
*Brendons POV*
Words spill out of my mouth and I can't control them, I'm just so angry! Layla slams the door in my face and I immediately regret what I said. Tears are slowly dripping down my face. I feel a hand clap my shoulder and I turn my head to see Dallon. "Just give her some space." And I did...
15 minutes later...
I'm starting to get worried... What if she's not Ok? I am getting paranoid so I go up to her room and knock on the door. "Layla? You ok in there?" No response. "Layla come on! Open up!" No response. "Dallon, Spencer, come up here! Hurry!!!!" I scream. I start banging my bod against the door trying to break it. Dallon and Spencer come rushing up the stairs while I'm fastly trying to break down the door. Five minutes later I finally break down the door and all of us are racing to get in.
What I see terrifies me. Layla laying on the bed with a pill bottle next to her, and she's not breathing. "LAYLA!!" I cry/scream and shake her body. "DON'T YOU DIE ON ME!" I scoop her body up and run into the bathroom the two following behind me. I run into the bathroom and turn on the shower on the coldest it can go and sit in the bath tub (fully clothed btw) and have Layla's body laying in between my knees.
I quickly shove my index and middle finger down her throat and she gags, thank god. I do it again and the same response, and do it 3 more times until she pukes the pills out and is crying.
Dallon sits in front of her and puts her hair behind her ear. I lean over to her cheek and kiss her, my hot tears running down my face. "No baby, please don't go, please don't go, I'm sorry," I whisper. She leans back into my chest and shivers violently. Spencer reached behind me and turns the heat up and she falls asleep in my arms.
I pick her up and Spencer has a towel spread out in his arms. I hand her over to him and he wraps her up tight in the towel that had just been taken out of the drier. He swaddles her and cuddles her and it's so cute.
I decide to let them be and watched Spencer take her into a spare room we have with a couch and a heater.
*Spencers POV*
I run out of the bathroom fast and grab a towel out of the drier. When I run back upstairs I see she's awake and shivering. I reach back behind Brendon and turn the heat all of the way up. After a couple minutes Brendon scoops her up and hands her to me. I swaddle her like a baby and hold her with her head on my shoulder. I carry her over to a spare room and pull the blinds down and turn the heater on. I go over to the sofa and lay down with her head on my chest and cuddle her.
Brendon comes in and looks at us, smiling a little to himself. Then he looks at Layla and sadness overcomes his face. He goes down stairs and I hear the front door shut.
Next Dallon comes over to us and squats down next to her face and kisses her forehead. He gets up and followed the same thing Brendon did.
I start to feel drowsy and my eyelids grow heavy.
A couple minutes later I start to fall deeply asleep...
A/N: hey guys! Sorry for the disappearance I don't have my school iPad so I had to take a break. But now I have an iPod and I kinda just put it off... More updates coming your way! Make sure to Favorite and comment❤️