Little Deaths In Musical Beds (Brendon Urie)

Chapter Ten: I'm Wrecking This Evening

Palo Verde High School began to fill its hallways with students. The holiday break was over and everyone disapproved. The kids were more sluggish than usual, dragging their feet, rolling their eyes, and lingering at their lockers longer than they should. Aveline was amongst these students. She leaned against the lockers next to hers and examined herself in the mirror that hung on the inside of her open locker door. Lifting her head and cocking it to the side a little, she examined the territorial marks Brendon had left on her neck. No matter how hard she'd tried she couldn't cover them up all the way. She put her hand over them, and a smile erupted on her lips.

She and Brendon had been official since Christmas Eve or rather Christmas morning. After that, Brendon couldn't keep his hands off of her and neither could she keep her hands off of him. They were lustful teenaged sex machines for eleven days, and now it was back to the grind of school and the real world. Aveline hated the thought. Her place was with Brendon. Anywhere else just felt wrong. She was broken of her negativity as she felt two arms wrap around her, pick her up and swing her around. She let out a small gasp.

"Liri!" Brendon called her name with excitement in his voice, "Guess what?" His eyes were wide when he put her down, his hands resting on her shoulders.

She laughed, "I don't know," she shrugged, "What?"

"They want us," he told her.

She looked at him confused, "Who wants you?"

"Pete fucking Wentz wants to sign us. God Liri, do you know what this means?" Brendon ran his hands through his hair as he walked in circles in front of Aveline. He stopped only when he realized she was waiting for an explanation.

"Baby," he cooed, "We talked about this remember? We talked about what would happen if the band got lucky enough to-"

"I know that," she cut him off, "But realize this all means a lot to me too."

Brendon chewed on his bottom lip. He understood what she meant, and he knew that being away from her for months was going to be hard. Not in the sense that he would be unfaithful but that he may be distracted by his emotions for her. Then, she would be here without him. Here, in this shitty town with nowhere to go, and barely anyone to spend time with. The guilt began to set in.

"Liri I-"

"Wait," she stopped him because she knew what he was going to say, and she didn't want him sacrificing anything for her.

"I'm really happy for you Bren," she bit her lip while they curled into a smile she's not sure is real.

"Really?" He asks looking at her eyes, trying to connect to her.

"Yes really, and you should go and record this album. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine."

Brendon stepped forward and wrapped her in his arms. He knew this wasn't going to be easy, but somehow they would make it work. It was them, they had to. It wouldn't be right if they didn't. As he walked her to class he talked himself into the fact that they'd be okay. It made him feel more confident, and that's what he needed.

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Winter turned into spring fairly quickly, and before they knew it Brendon and Aveline were high school graduates. Ryan decided to throw a party at the practice space in honor of them leaving to record their album. Aveline was happy to attend as Brendon's other half, but it was bitter sweet.

The practice space was hardly recognizable with all of the equipment broken down, replaced by a plastic table with refreshments on it. Brendon, walking hand in hand with Aveline made his way over to the table.