Love, Cancer, and Me // Book 1 // Brendon Urie

Chapter 6: My Hero

~Addilyn's POV~

      A few weeks later, I had to get back to my wonderful job at Starbucks. I know I worked there to help my parents, but damn do I hate my boss. Luckily, I got there on time, so "Bearoline" wouldn't get mad at me. I said bye to my mother and walked into Starbucks. Of course, I had my wig on and makeup, so no one would really know I was the girl on Brendon's Instagram. But I just wear it cause I don't like the attention from people and besides I miss my hair. I started to get teary-eyed. I wiped my eyes and put on my Starbucks apron and hat.  "Can I get an Iced Caramel Macchiato?"

     "Can I get a Bacon & Gouda breakfast sandwich, please?"

     "Hi, can I get a Strawberry Greek yogurt parfait and a Strawberry Lemonade please?"

       It was very busy today and usually it's not, but thankfully the crowd started to die down. My shift was almost over and then suddenly a new customer came in. He had black fluffy hair and kinda shaved on the sides. He was wearing a green jacket with a skull shirt underneath with leather pants. That's when I realized he was Brendon Urie. I was kinda freaking out inside, but I don't think he knew it was me. He finally reached the register and I said, "Hi, welcome to Starbucks, how can I help you?"

     Brendon gave me a smile and asked,"Can I have a Grande Latte, please?" Secretly, I knew that's what he wanted because he talks about them all the time.

   "Sure, coming right up!" I went to go make the drink he ordered. I poured coffee into a Starbucks coffee cup and got milk. Next, I got a spoon to hold back the milk foam. Then, I poured as much warm milk into the coffee and added foam. I was done in seconds and as I was handing the drink to him, I started to shake. Finally, I realized I was having another seizure. Oh no, this is bad! I haven't had a seizure in a while! I've been taking my meds. I collapsed onto the floor and my wig came off. My boss came running to me and it seemed like everyone at Starbucks gasped. 

    "Oh my gosh! Addilyn! Someone call 911!" Caroline never knew I had cancer until now. Shit.

      Once Brendon heard the name Addilyn, he came around the corner and shock filled his eyes. "Addilyn! It's okay, I know her, I'll take her to the hospital! Just call her parents!" He yelled as he carried me bridal, style out to his car. Brendon ran out of Starbucks with me in his arms and placed me gently in the back of his Lamborghini Aventador. He jumped into the driver's side and went straight to the hospital. We arrived and he got out the car and got me out of the back. He ran inside with me in the arms and yelled, "Someone help! She's having a seizure!"

     Nurses and doctors came with a stretcher and Brendon placed me in one. He followed them into my old hospital room. Brendon stayed with me the whole time, sitting on the gray couch where we first met. Soon my mom came bursting into the door, "Addilyn! Honey, mommy's here!" She held my hand and then noticed Brendon in the room. She went up to him and gave him a smile, "Thank you so much for taking my daughter to the hospital! You really are a hero!"

    He looked up at her and said, "Oh, it was no problem! I wouldn't say I'm a hero, but thank you." She then gave him a hug and he chuckled and hugged her back. Then my mom got out her cell phone and dialed someone.

    "Eric, get your butt over here now! Stop working for once and come see your own daughter at that hospital! You never see her anymore!" Then there was silence; probably because my dad was talking. It was true, though, I barely see my dad anymore because of his work hours.

    "She's having a seizure, you ass!" Then she looked at me and saw the hurt in my eyes. "Excuse me," she said.

     My seizure started to die down and as soon as Brendon realized this, he came over and held my hand. I gave him a smile and then a sour taste appeared in my mouth and then I knew I had to throw up. I let go of Brendon's hand and pushed him away and he gave me a hurt look and then realized. I threw up all over myself and Brendon went to get my mom who got the doctor.

    Moments later, my dad came in with the doctor and he apologized and gave me a hug. I smelt smoke all over his body from the cigarettes. My throw-up smelt better than him. Ew, that's nasty.

     The doctor came to me and said, "I'm going to put you on some sleeping meds, so you can sleep." I nodded my head and took the meds from the doctor and instantly fell asleep.