When the Guitar String Snaps // A Dallon Weekes Fanfiction

Chapter 12

I go straight home after I leave the Urie's and pounce straight on my bed. Travis can tell that in upset. He comes and cuddles with me. I pet him and start thinking, maybe a little too much.

I don't quite understand why everyone is so upset. I mean yeah, I did fuck someone at a pretty important party, but everyone and their grandma was drunk. Now to Dallon, it hurts me to think he's disgusted by the thought of having any relation with me.

Now I know how I act drunk. I fuck up completely good relationships with people and I'm horny drunk too. I shouldn't have ever taken those shots. Maybe it'd save me from the shit I'm in now.

I roll over onto my stomach and groan. It's not even a quiet groan. It's a loud groan that can wake up the whole city. A groan full of pain and exasperation. Diana hears my groan.

"Hey darling," Diana says as she peeks her head into my room, "everything alright?"

"No."

"What's the matter?" She asks then comes and sits by me on the bed patting my back gently.

"Dallon, we- we fucked last night while we were drunk and he's absolutely disgusted! I get I'm not the prettiest girl out there but I'm not that horrid looking am I?" I ask in rising hysteria. That's exactly why he was disgusted. I'm ugly.

"Shush shush... you are absolutely gorgeous and how do you even know he was disgusted?"

"He denied everything!" I sob into my pillow.

"Maybe he's embarrassed that you two got caught. That boy likes you so he is in no way disgusted by the fact that he was able to bang you." Diana reassures and I smile a bit at that. She's always been there for me.

*Dallon's POV*

Goddammit, goddammit, goddamiit! Why must I be so fucking stupid. I shouldn't have taken advantage of her like that. I was a lot less drunk than Eve. Fuck I've ruined everything.

I pace around my house and I know I have made it a mess. I will deal with that later. I'll deal with everything later. Or I'll just deal with nothing and lock myself in my room for the rest of my life and live with what I have done.

Why is it I fuck everything up? I can't even keep things right with the girl of my dreams. Fuck!

I kick the edge of the table that's beside me and I barely feel the pain. Nothing is worse than knowing what chance with Eve I had is now ruined because I couldn't keep control of the situation. She probably hates me now.

I go to the living room and sit down. I sit there and think. I start to tear up.

I get up and knock everything off the coffee table. I don't even clean up the mess I've made, I go to my room and sleep.

*Brendon's POV*

I'm a little bit worried about Dallon. He hasn't answered any of my texts and I know he must feel awful. I feel awful. Everyone feels awful. The only one who probably doesn't feel awful is Travis that goddamn cat.

Sarah walks up behind me and puts her arms around my waist. "Hey babe, are you okay?"

"Not really, I think I went a little hard on Dallon. It's just that-" I sigh a bit, "Eve reminds me of my sister. I don't want her to get taken advantage of. And I know Dallon hasn't done that because he was drunk too, but I couldn't help it this morning."

Sarah turns me around and stares at me. Then she goes in for another hug. How did I get someone like her? Damn what if to Dallon Eve was like Sarah to me. They could've fell in love and got married and had kids, but I had to ruin that by freaking out on Dallon.

"I should just go visit him," I say to Sarah as we continue to hug.

Sarah offers to drive. It'd be nice to have her with me too. She's so good with words, she'd do a better job talking to Dallon than I would.

We get in the car and drive off to his house. Once we get to his house I notice his door isn't completely shut.

I don't even bother knocking. I just walk in, first thing I see is shit all over the floor. He knocked everything off of his coffee table.

Sarah being Sarah, she walks over to the mess and starts cleaning it. While she does that I wander down the hall.

I walk in Dallon's room. Dallon is fast asleep on his bed. I crouch down beside him and notice where he's been crying. I don't know what to do now. I guess I can officially win the worst best friend award now.

"Hey Dallon, Dall, Dally wake up. Please bro I lov-" and before I can finish my statement in being punched in the chest. I stumble backwards and fall on my ass with a loud thump.

Dallon opens his eyes and stares at me sitting there on his floor.

"I'm sorry." I state as I go to stand back up and brush my ass off. "I'm a dick and you didn't take advantage of Eve. From what I heard from Sarah she's absolutely devastated that you are upset about it happening."

Dallon just continues to stare at me and I contemplate begging Sarah to come in here for a motivational speech.

"Gimme a second man I'm gonna get Sarah." I say then I get up and bolt to the room that Sarah is in.

"Sarah I need your help!" I say as I grasp onto Sarah's shoulders.

"How so?"

"Dallon needs motivation."

"Got it. You finish cleaning up and I'll go talk to Dallon." Sarah says as she points to the mess. She then strides out of the room and goes to Dallon's room.

I'm cleaning the kitchen when I here someone running down the hallway. It's Dallon. He quickly comes up and hugs me before he goes to the door and leaves with an air of determination. Whatever Sarah said worked.

Sarah follows soon after and I drop the book I was holding.

"What the hell did you say to him?" I ask her.

"Just some words of wisdom," Sarah replies with a smirk. It's a sexy smirk. Sarah's very sexy. But now is not the time for sex. Now is the time for fanboying. So I squeal.

I quickly hug Sarah and scream, "our OTP may make it out alive after all!" Sarah then screams and we start jumping up and down.

"Let's go celebrate!" Sarah exclaims and then she drags me out the door.