Little Deaths In Musical Beds (Brendon Urie)

Chapter Twenty: Is This Taboo?

Dinner went seemingly well. Aside from the occasional eye daggers from Brendon's girlfriend, Aveline made it out alive. As she helped Grace with the dishes, she heard the familiar notes of the Urie family grand piano. She closed her eyes and smiled. She missed that sound. Her holidays as of the last three years were spent with her sister and her sister's husband. They consisted of eating in front of the television and not exchanging a whole lot of words. It wasn't how Aveline wanted it, but then again it wasn't exactly up to her.

Once the dishes were finished, she made her way into the formal living room to listen to Brendon play more closely. She wanted nothing more than to be alone with him so that they could talk privately. There was so much to say, yet she wasn't sure if she'd even be able to talk if they did get alone. She'd never fallen out of love with him. The men in her life since then had strictly been for sex, which was unlike her. They weren't him. She didn't want more with them. Leaning against the wall, she crossed her arms with a smile, gazing at him adoringly. This did not go unnoticed by his girlfriend, whom he was doing a fantastic job of ignoring. There was a long drawn out sigh from her before she walked over to the front closet and opened it.

"I'm leaving Brendon. You are clearly fine without me." That's when she shot Aveline a look that would have killed her could looks actually kill. Brendon looked at her, his mouth falling open at her actions. Then, he looked over at Aveline as if she'd have the answers to the problem. When none came from her, he got up and went to fix the situation.

"Come on, Sarah. What are you doing? We came together. We're together." He rambled on, trying to make her feel better. Aveline knew it was her cue to leave. She'd come. She'd caught up with the family for the most part, and Brendon would have to wait for a better time, a more appropriate time.

"Don't be ridiculous, Sarah. I'll go. I really think that'd be best." Aveline told her, shooting an apologetic look at Brendon.

"Liri, no. Don't." Brendon's frustrated features became more so when he furrowed his brow.

"No really, I should. It was really nice to see you again, Brendon."

"That's it? You're just going to leave, just like that? No number or way to contact you?" His tone was desperate and everyone could tell, including Sarah.

"Jesus Bren, fuck her in front of me why don't you?" Sarah sighed, frustrated and angry. She put her light jacket on and went out the front door, slamming it behind her.

"I didn't mean-"

"Don't you dare. This isn't your fault." Brendon pointed at Aveline with a stern face. "She's a big girl, and she needs to learn to deal with it if she wants to be with me."

Aveline put her hands up. "I was just trying to help. I think I'd be jealous too if we are being honest. I mean, we used to be closer than anything. It was made clear at dinner. She's sorta new, and she's scared." Aveline explained. Brendon ran a hand through his hair.

"I know. I know."

Aveline crossed the room, closing the gap in between them. She held out her hand waiting for his cell phone. It took him a moment to figure out what she was doing, but once he did he handed his phone to her with a smile.

"Now, when I give this back to you, you are going to put it in your pocket and go after her." Aveline looked up from inputting her number. "It's the right thing to do, B."

When she handed the phone back to him, he nodded, putting it in his pocket and turning to walk to the door, but he stopped and grabbed Aveline's arm gently. He placed a soft kiss to her cheek.

"I missed you so much. My heart was so empty, and I don't care how long it takes, I will make this up to you, all of it." Then he lowered his voice to a whisper. "I love you."

With that, he walked out the front door, leaving Aveline more wanton than before. Her future changed in that instant. She just didn't know exactly when she'd see it.