Adopted By Him..

Part 23

Why did I tell Brendon about the kiss? Dammit. He hasn't spoke to me since Monday night, and it's now Friday.

Sarah's still gone, but I hope she's back soon. I can't stand this tension between me and Brendon.

Oh, yes, I'm calling him Brendon now. I finally remembered his name.

I hear the front door open and close. Is it Sarah arriving, or Brendon leaving? I hear a lot of rustling, so I assumed it was Brendon.

"Damien!" He shouts, making me jump. "Come here, please." I could tell by his tone, I wasn't going to like this.

*Small Time Skip*

"We're what?!" I ask, my eyes bulging out of my head.

"You heard!" Brendon snaps. "We're moving!"

I put my hands up in surrender. "Alright, Mr. Nark. Chill." I chuckled to myself, before making my way back upstairs.

I stiffen up, as Brendon charges up the stairs to where I was, grabbing me by the wrist and practically dragging me back down the stairs.

"Brendon! It was a kiss for crying out loud. Chill!" I shout, but he stays quiet until we're outside.

"Listen, Dame," Brendon says, his back turned to me. "I know this is hard for you, but I don't want you near Declan anymore."

I stumbled back with shock. "E-Excuse me? Brendon, it was a kiss, not a.." I pause. "Y'know what, just forget it!" I snap, before storming back inside and upstairs.

Brendon followed shortly after, but I slammed my door in his face before he could speak with me. I didn't want to move. I liked Declan. Probably more than I should.

I knew Brendon was still there, as I heard a slight thud against my door. "Brendon," I sigh. "Just, go away."

He opened my door slowly, leaning on the door frame, "Damien." He said, voice breaking. "We have to. It's for the best."

"For the be- Brendon! He's my friend, my only friend at that." I snap. I see him clench his fists and jaw, but he stays in his place.

"No Damien," He breathes. "It is for the best. Believe me."

I cross my arms. "Why? Why is it for the best?"

He looks down to the floor, coughing softly.

"Brendon, why is it for the best?" I ask through gritted teeth.

He takes a step forward. "Declan." Was the only word that came out.

"De- Brendon, for the last time, it was a ki-" I get interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Save it." Brendon snaps, before jogging down the stairs. I shortly follow.

I couldn't recognize the voice, and I was too small to see over Brendon, so I ducked underneath his arm. 

My eyes grew wide, and I swear my heart stopped working for a second.

"Damien!" Brendon says through gritted teeth. "Do you mind?"

"Bu- Th- Holy shit!" I stutter.

"Oh, wow, it's Pete and Andy, get over it." Brendon says, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Brendon, it's half of Fall Out Boy, how can I not be excited!"

Brendon glares down at me, "Room. Now."

My mouth drops open, and I look back and forth between the 3 men. I finally give in, and make my way to the stairs. Just before I start climbing them, I give Brendon a death glare, which makes him cough nervously.

"Go," He mouths. "Now." He turns back to Pete and Andy, and starts up another conversation. I sigh, before pulling myself up the stairs and to my room.

Jeez, this has been an eventful week.