"Stage" Gay. || Brallon ||

19: Shit going down?

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Dallon:

"One rule. One fucking rule" Zack screams whilst waving his index finger in the air for effect.
"We're -"

"I don't give a shit Brendon, if your sorry. One rule. I couldn't give a shit if you hooked up with a serial killer and made her stay on the bus the rest of the tour. Anyone but Him!"

Ouch. That hurt.

"Don't speak about my boyfriend that way, Asshole" Brendon shot back.

"I can say whatever the fuck I want about your Boyfriend. It won't make a difference to me. I'm not the one being fired."

"Y-You can't fire me" I said. Trying to sound tough and it came out more like a half plea half question.

"The hell, I do what I wanna"

Spencer:

Who knew kissing a guy would feel so.... Right!

I thought it would be weird but, wow.

"The hell, I do what I wanna" I hear screaming from the other room.

Oh fuck.

"I hope I never see your skinny white ass again" Zack shouts. Soon followed by a loud thump.

Jesus. Close the goddamn door not take it off its hinges.

*****
"Another one bites the dust" Ian says while rubbing my forearm with his thumb.

The door opens and Brendon walks in. His eyes are red and puffy from crying. Poor Bren.
"I- I think it's time we call Pete. He needs to know"

I sigh. This conversation brings back memories of 2009.

"Yeah, yeah. We should. I'll call him now."

I stand up. I feel cold now I don't have Ian by my side.

Maybe I'm just gay this week?

I pull out my phone and begin dialling the number.

-9657. Call.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
I hear the other end pick up.

"Spence, ma bud ! What's up"

"Pete. We need to tell you something."

"Hold up bro. Where are you? Your signals kinda weak."

"Oh. We're in some shitty hotel in. Brooklyn"

"No way bro! I'm in Brooklyn too!"

"Oh-"
"Bro lets meet up. I'm on Cooperstown"

"Um- ok . Eh where about?"

"I'll meet you in a small coffee shop on the side of the street. Let's meet there"

"Cool what time?"

"Bro me and Patrick are out on the street so I'll be here all day"

"I'll be there in 20"

"Kay bye Spenco!"

"Bye Pete. Tell Patrick I said hi!"

"Will do bro, later"
I hang up the phone and sigh.

"W-what did he say?" Brendon asks.
"He wants us to meet him in a few minuets. Get in my car c'mon" I say ushering him towards the door.

**Going to Cafe** Pete:

"Baby, no we can't hold hands in public you know that."

"But Petey-"

"OMG YOUR FALL OUT BOY"

Oh shit not another fan.
I mean. YEY fans.!

"Can I get a picture?"
"Of course! What's your name?" Patrick asks. I don't know how he has the patience for all of this.

"Thanks. Bye" she says running off.

"Wow trick. How do you have the patience for that?" I ask slightly chucking.
"I don't know honestly "
"Must be one of your ever growing list of talents"

He smiles and looks down at the ground. Oh how I love to make Patrick blush.

We walk inside the cafe and Spencer and Brendon are sitting down at a table. We walk over to them and sit opposite them.
"Hey Guys! What up!" I ask bring them both into a hug.

"We need to tell you something. Like important"
"Fire away!"

Brendon starts fidgeting with his hands. I can tell he's nervous. This ain't gonna be good.

"Zack fired Dallon" Spencer whispers really quickly.

"What" I say. Am I on some prank show right now?

Brendon sighs. "I-it's true" he sniffles and wipes his eyes. "A-And it's all m-my fault"
Patrick puts his hand on Brendon's shoulder.
"It's okay, tell us what happened."

How is Patrick always this calm!? Panic! lost Another member! Does he know how much money I could loose!?

"We- we-" he was cut of with more tears. He put his head down on the table with his arms around his head.

"Pete. Can I speak to you in private maybe?" Spencer asks and signals for the empty corridor.
We get up and leave Brendon crying with Patrick. We walk down the corridor and we stop once were out of sight.

"You what-"
"Pete it's not what you think."
I sigh. I trusted Spencer with this band.

"Ok, what happened?"

"Brendon and Dallon were dating. Zack fired Dallon."

Oh. "That's it. I've had enough of Zack. He can't just go firing members here and there whenever he feels like it."

"But he's the manager. He's in charge"
"Fuck Zack. I'm in charge. He can't fire Dallon for that. That shit little homophobic cunt"

I could tell Spencer was a little it taken back by my comment. But c'mon. It's almost 2013! Gays should be accepted by now.

"Pete calm down-"
"No. Get that motherfucker on the phone right now. I've got a few things to say to him"

Who does he think he is!?

He can't just go around firing everyone. Dallon is a sweet, warmhearted, genuine guy. He doesn't deserve to be fired.

He won't be fired. Not while I'm still breathing.