Adopted By Him..

Part 11

"And this," Brendon said, dragging the 'i' out, opening a door, but shutting it immediately after. "is not your room." I wonder what's in there. He walked to the other door, and opened it, smiling.

"This," He said enthusiastically. "is your room." I walked in and my eyes widened. It was awesome! Off-white walls, a desk on the left of the room, a bed in the middle, under a window, and a door that, I'm guessing, led to a bathroom of my own.

"Awesome!" I said happily. I turned to Brendon, and asked, "Can we play 20 questions now. I can't be bothered unpacking."

"Sure," He said back, smiling. "Come down."

*5 minutes later*

Of course, Brendon had to get snacks, so me and Sarah had to wait around the table. Finally, he came back, with a 2 big bowls of foody things.

"Alright," he said, grabbing a handful of what looked like Cheetos, and shoving them in his mouth.

After he'd finished, he spoke up. "So, who wants to be asked first?" I shot my hand up, him and Sarah nodded.

"Me and Sarah will take it in turns to ask, that cool?"

"Yeah, cool." I warmly smiled.

Sarah went first, asking what my favorite food is. I enthusiastically answered with 'Pizza!'

Brendon, of course, asked music type questions, a few odd ones. Nothing interesting, really.

Sarah asked what my top 5 bands where, but I couldn't think of 5. So I just said my 3 top ones.

"Are you part of the LGBTQ+ community, if so, what part?" Brendon asked.

My eyes widened, oh Lord. What if they don't accept me.

"U-uh," I stuttered. I don't want to say this, but here goes nothing. "Transgender, and uh.. Bi-Bisexual."

I looked to Sarah, and then to Brendon, and then back to Brendon. They we're both smiling. I'm guessing they accept me. I mean, they're both bi, so you know.

"Trans, hm?" Brendon asked. Oh Lord. "Sarah, can I talk to you a minute?" He stood up, and walked to the kitchen, Sarah following shortly after.

'Oh Lord,' I thought to myself. 'They don't accept me being trans. No no no.'

*10 minutes later*

I was banging my head on the table out of boredom, so I didn't really notice they were stood there until Brendon coughed.

"Alice?" He asked. "What's your preferred name?"

"Damien." I said, head still on the table.

"Damien? Huh, nice name." I smiled, and I'm guessing he saw it because he chuckled lightly.

"Oh and," Sarah, continued. "You start school on Monday."

I nodded on the table. "Okay. I need clothes though, mine are kind of small. Lyn wasn't exactly good with my sizes."

"Sure," Brendon says. "You want to go now?" I shot up and frantically nodded. They both laughed.

*Time skip; shopping*

"Where first?" Brendon asked, then immediately carried on talking. "Don't even answer that, I'm guessing Hot Topic."

I nodded. Of course, Hot Topic had to be at the opposite end to us, so we had a mile long journey to get there.

When we got there, Brendon opened the door, and motioned for me to go in.

"Wait, Dame." He handed me his card. "Go wild kiddo."

I walked in, running straight for the boys section, looking at the Fall Out Boy shirts. I looked back, and saw Brendon stood there, hand to his chest, pretending to be hurt.

*20 minutes later*

"That'll be.." The cashier said, pressing buttons on the register. "$190 please." I handed them Brendons card, and they swiped it on something, handing it me back shortly after.

"Thanks." I smiled warmly, grabbing my 5 bags and walking out of the store.

When Brendon saw me, his eyes widened.

"Yikes Dame!" He exclaimed.

"Dame?" I ask. "What am I, chocolate? Also, you said go wild, so I did!"

He rolled his eyes, before strolling off.

"Come on." He said, looking back. "We're going food shopping."

I ran up to him, trying to catch up with him, but the closer I got to him, the quicker he walked. Assuming I had all my bags, it was hard to run quickly. Eventually, I gave up, stopped and caught my breathe. He didn't notice, just carried on speeding up every 5 seconds or so.

*5 minutes later*

He didn't look back, he just sped off. I decided to lean against a wall near to where I stopped, placing my bags inbetween my legs, securing them.

I heard my phone buzz, so I pried it out of my pocket. It was Gee's phone number. What did he want?

"Hello?" I say quietly.

'Alice, it's me Bandit,' a quiet voice said. 'Mom and Dad are arguing again, and I'm scared.'

As I was about to answer, I hear a loud ruffling noise, and then a loud scream coming from, I'm guessing, Gerard. I stay quiet.

"Bandit Lee Way!" He said angrily. "Where's my phone?" I heard his footsteps come closer to me, well Bandit, and soon enough I could hear his breathing. He was close to Bandit, too close.

"Bandit. Phone. Now." I heard him say, through, what I assumed, gritted teeth.