11:11 ✿ Brendon Urie

Four

Brendon: Jade? I got a call from your school today. We need to talk about it. Why did you tell someone, or even me, that they were hurting you?

Jade: No one cares. No one would listen. I didn't tell anyone because no one would believe me.

Brendon: I would have! You should have told me.

Jade: Even if I did, what could you do. You're in Vegas and I'm in Detroit.

Brendon: I could have helped you through it. I should have known before he beat you up.

Jade: you're too busy.

Brendon: I'm never too busy for you. You're my daughter.

Jade: And I haven't seen you in years. What's the point in telling you?

Brendon: I'm your father, Jadelyn. I'd like to know. And I'd rather hear it from you than from the school.

Jade: Don't call me Jadelyn. My name is Jade, not Jadelyn. Besides you're never around to notice so it's useless.

Brendon: don't forget, I'm the one that named you. Your full name is Jadelyn.

Jade: Whatever. I've got to go. Bye Brendon.