Adopted by Brendon Urie

18

Max's POV

"First session with Doctor Dipshit.
me: I want to die.
him: let's talk about your feelings.
me: i want to die. i told you my feelings."

I relayed my meeting to Brendon. I didn't understand why he was making me go to therapy. I know Pete had suggest it. I took a long drink of water. "Wouldn't it just be easier to let me die? you wouldn't waste as much money, and it's not as if anyone actually wants me." I shrugged and took another sip of water.

"What makes you think that?" Brendon pursed his lips, looking really upset. I knew it was just an act.

"Who could love a fat whore like me?" I shrugged.

"I wish you would stop saying things like that." He still had that fake upset look on his face.

"It's true. I don't know why you adopted me. I'm fat and a waste of space. You should have adopted one of the better children. I would have still been alone, and then you would have something you actually loved instead of a useless whore for a daughter. You deserve better. And besides I know you wish you had done it." I put down my glass of water and started to walk upstairs. "Do we have any rope?"

"Why do you want rope?" Brendon didn't look upset anymore. He looked terrified.

"I want to hang myself to put you out of your misery." I kept walking upstairs. "I think i actually have some in my room." I opened the door and Brendon ran after me.

"Max. Don't do it." He was crying. I had never seen a grown man cry. Well, I had never seen Brendon cry.

"Why? It's good in the long run. We all get get what we want." I was fashioning a noose out of the rope I had in my room.

Brendon whipped out his phone and dialed someone. He put it on speaker and i heard, "9-1-1 what's your emergency?"

"My daughter is trying to hang herself right in front of me and I don't know what to do." He sounded panicked.

The woman was extremely calm. "Try to keep her contained, put her in a lock, anything. We'll send someone over as soon as possible."

I glared at Brendon and put the noose around my neck, but Brendon slipped it off, and pinned my arms and legs down, even as I fought.

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oh shit.

(number 2 oh shit i posted today altogether.)

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