The Fear Of Falling Apart

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Your gonna hate me in a minute

Fin's POV

"I hate her so fucking much!" Tanith groaned as we sat in the corridor at school.
"I know, Tan, I know." I sigh, putting my arm around her shoulders.

"She's such a fucking bitch. And she hates Buddy and our music and me. What does Brendon even see in her?" She asks, shifting around so she's laying with her head on my lap. Her eyes close peacefully.

"Love does crazy things to people." I tell her, quoting one of my own videos as I play with her hair.
"Hey, I know where that's from." She calls me out with a smile. "That's from your advice video."

"You got me." I admit and she laughs.

"I really miss traveling." She tells me after a few moments of nothing. "I miss waking up in a new place every day, y'know?"
I nod, almost sadly. "Yeah, I know. I wish we could all your again. Fall Out Boy's probably gonna have a writing year."

"At least you get to be in the studio." She sighs. "I've gotta go out and 'get my nails done' with her tonight."

"We still on for this weekend?" I ask, changing the subject.

"Defiantly." She smiles. "Horror movies are my thing."

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Tanith's POV

I arrive home from school, fully prepared to face Satan. Earlier today I got another note, simpally reading :
We're coming.
And I'm ready to face the bitch again.
But instead of Jenny, a very nervous Brendon meets me at the door, engulfing me in a hug.

"What's going on?" I ask, dropping my bag and following him to the kitchen counter. If I don't have to go out with Jenny, it can't be that bad.

"I got a letter this morning." He tells me glumly. "Diane's taking us back to court."

I just stare at him for a minute. "Oh."
I don't say anything after that, I just sit down and let everything sink in.

I take back everything I said about hating Jenny, because there's nobody on earth I hate more then Diane. Jenny maybe a bitch, but Diane is the definition of evil. And I know she's gonna try and take me away again, and I know that the court trial will be emotional, no matter the outcome. But if I have to leave, I want to leave with no regrets.

I look at Brendon and he stares back. "C'mon." I tell him, grabbing a couple of sodas and a packet of chips before walking outside. He follows, and I climb the ladder up to the top of the studio. Moments later he's beside me, and I hand him his can of drink.

"When did you meet Jenny?" I ask quietly, silently thanking Brendon for not asking any questions.

"I met her last tour." He admits with a sigh as he takes a swig of the bubbly drink. "It was that day in the bar when you went off with My Chem. I was drunk, she was drunk, we hit it off. But it was just a one night thing, and she lived too far away for anything to continue. But a few months ago I was on my way to the studio, but I stopped to get coffee because it was early, y'know? And she was there too. It turned out she moved here, so we decided to hook up." He explains. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier, Tan."

"It's okay." I tell him, biting my lip. "You can't change much now, can you? I'll be honest, Bren. I don't like her, and I'm fairly certain she doesn't like me. But I'll deal as well as I can if she makes you happy."

He puts his arm around me, and I lean into his side as we watch the sunset.

"I won't let her take you again." He tells me, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. I nod. "I know."
I think we have enough evidence to win this one, but honestly I want to do something.
Maybe Diane will win, and maybe I'll spend the time that's already ticking away in her custody. Or maybe we'll win the trial and I'll spend my time with Jenny.

Neither option looks overly appealing right now.

But for the time I have left, I want to be with Brendon and the rest of my family.

I'm sorry please don't hurt me

This chapter is shit but okay