Adopted-Brendon Urie

Chapter 8

*Dallons POV*
After I kissed Layla's forehead, I went down the stairs, grabbed a sweatshirt (A/N it's June, but at night it gets a little cold,) and went out the door.
Brendon was siting outside on the porch with his head in his hands. I could hear sniffles, I felt so bad for the poor guy. It's not his fault, but at the same time it kinda was.
I went over and sat by him, not knowing what to say but trying to say at least something. "It wasn't your fault, you were just mad and flipped out, and she did the same, just in a different way."
"The reason she did that is BECAUSE I flipped out, and I shouldn't have gotten mad. I should've been more understanding." I don't say anything and just stand up. I pull Brendon up with me and we go and get in the car.
Brendon sluggishly follows behind me, he needs some alcohol. He's in no condition to drive, so I get in the drivers seat. He gets in the car very slowly and puts his seat belt on. I start the car and we are on our way to a bar.
The whole way there Brendon is looking sadly out the window and some tears run down his face every once in a while.
The silence is amazing for thinking, but maybe that was dangerous for both of us.
I start thinking about how she snapped so easily and tried to o.d. A sudden realization hit me very hard. She could be dead right now.
I feel a huge pang in my chest and my chest starts to tighten. I pull over on the side of the road  and put the car in neutral. Hot Tears are pouring down my face and I am sobbing.
After a couple of minutes I settle down a little and continue to the bar.
After a few minutes we get to the bar and walk in. I walk up to the bar and get a screwdriver, might as well start off heavy.
*2 hours later*
I am wasted and decided Brendon was less drunk than me. I asked the waitress to put some heavy alcohol in something so we can take it back for Brendon.
After getting that Brendon got in the drivers seat and drove us home.
We got home and Brendon had the keys so I had to wait for him at the door to unlock it. I got inside and wobbled up the stairs to my bedroom. I put on pajamas and went to my bathroom. I brushed my teeth and went back downstairs for a glass of water. I saw Brendon sitting at the table drinking whatever I got to go. He seemed so sad.
I remembered something at that moment, and ran upstairs to where we left Spencer and Layla sleeping.
Spencer was there...
But Layla wasn't.
*Layla's POV*
I woke up on Spencer's chest. It was rly warm and I didn't want to wake up, but there was a knock on the front door. I got up, put on a sweatshirt, and walked downstairs with a yawn.
I opened the door and there stood 4 men. They looked down at me and the one with black hair said, "Hi, um... Who are you? And why are you at Panic's house?" I mentally face palmed. "I'm Layla, Brendon's daughter and I live here." They all looked at each other and smiled. They looked like they were mentally communicating to destroy the world. They all introduced themselves as Patrick, Pete, Andy, and Joe, And they were the band Fall Out Boy. I kinda mentally flipped out because I love Fall Out Boy!
I smiled and asked, "So what can I do for you guys?" They all looked at each other and Patrick said, "Not too long ago Panic! Played a prank on Fall Out so we were thinking about pranking them back. Do you wanna help? It will be a cruel prank but then again so was theirs." I thought about it for a minute and said,"I'm in!" They all high fived and then high fived me.
I invited them in and we all went and sat on the sofas. We started planning the prank and it was perfect. We will pretend like I got kidnapped while Brendon and Dallon are out and Spencer is asleep. We will go over to the FOB house and go to the lowest basement, (the one that looks like a kidnappers) and make a video of them threatening to kill me if they don't bring money and not to call the cops or they will kill me, of course with voice changers and masks. And we will send it to Brendon. When they get there I will be on the couch watching tv eating cookies and popcorn.
After we planned all of this out, I got into the FOB truck and we left to go to their house to start the prank.
*25 minutes later*
We are in the basement about to film the video. I am tied up at my hands and feet with a gag in my mouth and the band is standing around me with fake guns and masks on. I start struggling. They start saying all of the stuff like the address, not to call the police or I would be dead, the money, etc., and at the end they pulled my gag off and I screamed "Dad! Please! Come help me!" With fake tears running down my face and screaming. Pete kicks me (gently) in the side and I pretended it hurt. After all of it Joe went up to the camera and said, "Remember, don't call the police or we will know and she will be dead." After that we ended the video and they untied me and we all high fived and cheered. Andy went upstairs and edited the video while we all sat on the couch and watched American Horror Story season 1. Patrick brought out cookies and popcorn and we all sat and watched the whole season. By the time we finished, the video was done and sent to Brendon.
I started thinking about it and what if Brendon didn't come? What if he actually was happy that they took me? He probably won't come, he was probably just happy that he doesn't have deal with you and your dumb crap anymore. Joe looked over at me and asked "What's wrong?" And I told him.
He looked at me sympathetically and assured me that they would come. I just sat there, praying that they would come...