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

Chapter 36: Dr. Weekes Will See You Now

~Brendons' POV~

   I got no sleep last night. I've been stressing about the whole fucking Sarah situation all night. I honestly don't know what to do; I need help. Then my "helper" popped into my mind. Dallon fucking Weekes. I got out my phone and went straight to texting him.

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B- Hey Dallon, come over to my house, please its urgent!

D- What's wrong?

B- Come over, so I can tell you

D- Can't you just text me the problem???? I'm watching TV.

B- Dallon, get off your lazy fucking ass and come help your best bro friend

D- Alright, alright! I'll be there soon

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   Dallon can be an ass, but god I love him. I have no clue what I would do without him.

   No later than 20 minutes, there's a knock on my door. I go to open it and there stands a Dallon Weekes. I gesture him to come inside and we sit on the couch. "What's wrong?"

   "Okay, so, um, yesterday I woke up like at noon and I fed my dogs and all. I was about to text Addy until someone knocked on my door. I assumed it was Addilyn, but the person outside was Sarah."

   "Sarah! What was she doing?" Dallon interrupted with wide surprised eyes.

   "Well, I was going to get to that part, but someone interrupted me."

   "Sorry."

   "Back to the story, she asked me if we could talk. I didn't really want her inside, but I let her." Dallon shook his head in disapproval. "Shut up! Anyway, oh yeah, forgot to mention I didn't have a shirt on because I just woke up. She sat on the couch and I told her I was going to get cleaned up and all. Once I grabbed out a shirt, Sarah pushed me on the bed and started taking off her clothes and got on top of me. Addilyn came in and since she so freaking nice she brought me soup, but she was apologizing because she thought me and Sarah were going to you know. Sarah told her bye and Addy ran out. Sarah focused back onto me and tried to kiss me and pull my pants down. I pushed her off and yelled at her and she left."

   "Brendon, you are so fucking stupid."

   "Wow, you're really helpful. Thanks for stating the obvious," I sighed, putting my face in my hands.

   "Listen, I'm sorry." Dallon was rubbing my back. "Wait!"

   I looked up, "What?"

   Dallon went into the kitchen and then peeked around the corner and said in a girl's voice, "The counselor is ready to see you now." Oh lord. Well, he helped me last time. Hopefully, he can help me again. Then, Dallon came fully out of the kitchen and sat on the couch. "My name is Dr. Weekes and I'll be helping you today. It seems like you're dealing with a really sticky situation here."

   I smack his arm, "And again, you're not helping!"

   "Okay, sorry. Honestly, since she's probably upset at you and doesn't want to talk to you. Want me to talk to her for you?"

   "No! I want to tell her in person myself."

   "Okay then, that's what you should do. Explain to her the problem and like you said she's a freaking nice girl, so she'll forgive you. If she doesn't, then I'll talk to her. How does that sound?"

   "I guess I can do that. What if she doesn't forgive me though?"

   "Like I said, I'll talk to her. You could talk to Addilyn's mom as well."

   "Why her mom?"

   "Most likely, she told her mom, so yeah. This could be a chance to gain her full trust on you. Which is good because if you're ever going to ask her out then her mom should trust you. "

   "True, true. Good idea, Dallon! Thank-"

   "It's Dr. Weekes."

   I laugh, "Right, sorry. Good idea, Dr. Weekes. Thank you so much!" I give him a bro hug. "Dude, I'm so glad I have a friend like you."

   "I'm probably the only one who can help you with your stupidity."

   "Yup- Wait, hey!"