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Kill Your Boyfriend

Aurora's POV:

I don't know where you're going, but do you got room for one more troubled soul?

I don't know where I'm going, but I don't think I'm coming home.

And I said, I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead.

This is the road to ruin, and I'm starting at the end.

Why are Fall Out Boy songs so relatable? Pete Wentz, a man who went through sheer hell can construct such beautiful lyrics for a beautiful voice to sing and beautiful men to play behind. That's the thing I like about Fall Out Boy. It's truly a team effort.

If only me and Brendon could operate like that, with honesty and trust. I mean, if he had asked me if Dallon and I did anything I wouldn't be mad. He could have even got a little jealous, which would be totally understandable.

But the fact that he went through the pain to accuse me, call me names, and disregard all of my promises really shows how much he doesn't trust me. I expect to get married to him, but how can you marry someone who doesn't trust you?

'You can't.', my brain is telling me. I can not seem to disagree. If only I had all the answers laid out in front of me. All the explanations and right decisions. Maybe that way I could keep a stable life.

With hope and determination flushed in my head, I drive down the freeway, proceeding to blast Fall Out Boy from my speakers. Their Save Rock & Roll album has always seemed to speak to me on such emotional levels, so of course that was my first choice, being the emotional wreck I am as of now.

Where am I going? No clue. Just far, far away from here. Away from Brendon, away from this mess I created. Wait-I? See, now Brendon even got me to turn this on myself. This isn't my fault, it's not even my problem. This is between Brendon, his trust issues, his jealousy, and that dumb head of his.

And to think that bastard made me blame myself for this. If I didn't have the confidence I had now, I would be totally broken. And to be honest, what I have isn't much. From the hurtful words he said, to the sincerity in his eyes when he said them. I start to think of music.

That popular twenty øne piløts song you'd get made fun of for liking.

Wish we could turn back time,
to the good old days.
When mama sang us to sleep,
but now we're stressed out.

And how true that is to me right now. I wish I could go back to the fight and show him how I'm not scared of him, and how hard it would be for him to hurt me. He's under the impression that I'm crying under a stairwell right now, when in reality I'm boiling in my anger.

Ding!

I look down to my phone, a text from Brendon. A million of them, to be exact.

Brendon: Baby, I'm so sorry. Please come home.

Brendon: I didn't mean what I said. Please, come home and we can work this out.

Brendon: I love you.

Brendon: I'm so so sorry. This is all my fault.

"Yeah, no kidding it's your fault.", I mutter to myself.

"Indecisive piece of trash."

What catches me off guard is a phone call from Dallon. I sigh, reluctantly picking my phone off the passenger seat and clicking Answer Call. From there you can assume what happened. Me pushing the phone to my ear and holding it captive between my shoulder as my hands remain on the wheel.

"Hey, Dal...", I trail off.

"Oh, hey, Aurora.", He greets.

"Is there something you wanted?", I question.

"No, but there's something you want...", Dallon states.

I raise an eyebrow and ponder his statement. Does he know something I don't?

"W-what do you mean?", I stutter.

"I know about the fight you and Brendon had.", Dallon notifies.

My eyes widen as suspicions creep into my head. He definitely knows something I don't.

"And I wanted to say, Brendon may not have been fueling off of just his imagination.", He concludes.

My stomach flips and my heart immediately stops. I can't feel my toes and my brain howls out phrases I don't comprehend. There's nothing I can comprehend in this situation.

"W-"
"B-"
"How-"

But I can't even finish a sentence. I can't even form one, for that matter. It's at that moment Dallon chuckles, and it's that same moment I realize Brendon isn't a complete idiot.

A/N: Yes hello. Okay so this one really sucked and it was really short and it's really just a filler chapter so I don't want to put it out as a legit part for a mandatory Thursday update, cause that would just be unfair so this will be a little extra part. Thank you all so so much. Now that I've gotten used to school it's much easier for me to write. Also please, please leave requests. Love y'all. Also wE HIT 1K READS IM GONNA CRY

-Emma💖