This Wasn't Supposed To Be Mutual (Brendon Urie fanfic)

Chapter 24

A/N
There's no excuse why this part took so long other than I just couldn't find a way to end the book. Yes, this is the last chapter of the book. I added a few pictures just for imagery. Perhaps I may make an extra chapter in the future, thank you for reading this far and I'll continue on with the story!

~~~~~5 months later~~~~~~
"Deep breaths, Baby," Brendon said quietly.

"FUCK YOU BRENDON!" I screamed at him. I was in labor. I had been in labor for about 12 hours. The contractions were awful and there was almost no time in between them.

"She's ready to give birth," the doctor set my legs up. I pushed.

"Again, deep breaths Ms. Voyles," the doctor continued. Brendon and I hadn't gotten married yet. We waited for our daughter to be born before that happened. I pushed.

"BRENDON, WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME!" I yelled. He just chuckled softly and rubbed my shoulder.

"Babe, you can do this. You got this," he smiled and looked down towards where the baby was coming. "I think I see her head."

I pushed so hard and I felt my entire body shaking. I had drugs in my system. I needed the pain medicine, but I could still feel my body shaking.

I pushed and I heard a cry erupting from the silence in the room. I looked down.

I saw the most beautiful thing my eyes had ever rested upon. My baby.

"Would you like to cut the cord," the doctor asked Brendon. I could see the tears welling up in his eyes as he cut it ever so gently.

The nurses took my baby to clean her off and returned quickly with her. I held her.

I was a sweaty mess. I looked disgusting, but I couldn't care in that moment. I had my entire world in my arms.

"What is her name, Ms. Voyles," the nurse asked me.

I smiled up at Brendon and he smiled at our baby and then at me.

"Aria Grace Urie," I held Aria ever so tightly. She wasn't crying anymore, she was fast asleep. We choose Grace as her middle name after Brendon's mother's name. Aria was just a name we liked, Aria meant "lion of God" so we hoped it would give her confidence.

"I love you," Brendon kissed my forehead and lightly pecked Aria's.

"We love you too," I whispered and never took my eyes off our daughter.

~~~~~two year later~~~~~

I took in a deep breath and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was in a fancy updo with little white flowers. The veil I was wearing fell to the middle of my back and was a white mesh material. My dress was white, it had a sweetheart top and a beautiful lace over the bottom. Everything I was perfect, today was perfect. Today was my wedding day. I heard the music begin to play and I began to walk.

(A/N: kinda how I picture the dress)

The place where we were getting married was a small get away. We had benches placed in the small green forest and there was white flowers and glowing lights everywhere. It was magical.

I met my father's gaze and he smiled at me. I choose not for him to walk me down the isle, he wasn't there for me childhood. I felt like it was a harsh decision for me to make, but I didn't feel like it was right.

I took my daughters hand as we slowly walked down the isle together. She began to walk shortly after her year old birthday. She had on a cute little white dress.

Brendon was dressed lavishly and I gazed upon his good looks. He was wearing all black and stood out from everyone around us. I snickered once I saw what shoes he was wearing. All black converse. I handed Aria to Brendon's mother. She was going to watch Aria while we went on honeymoon.

"What?" He smiled mischievously and I pulled up my dress a little. I was wearing a pair of converse as well.

He smiled and whispered, "this is why I love you."

We stood and said our vows and the priest married us. There was little confetti shot when we had our first kiss as Mrs. and Mr. Urie.

The End.