"5.. 4.. 3.. 2.. 1! Happy new year!"
As the big '(Year)' lit up at time square Brendon pulled me into a kiss, a passionate one at that. In the corner of my eye I saw one of Brendon's friends basically eating her girlfriend's face. It was kind of funny, actually.
"Happy New Year, babe." I said as seductively as I could, my arms around Bren's neck. "Thank god the year is finally over. Even though years are just numbers I guess.
"True, but it always feels like a fresh start, right? I wouldn't want to be anywhere but here, (Y/N) thanks for being with me all this time..."
"Of course, Bren. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else either. It's been great spending so much time with my partner in crime."
"Okay, Robin."
"Excuse me? I am no sidekick. If anyone is Robin, it's you Brendon." I stared him down, squinting my eyes.
"O-Okay batman."
"That's better."
I smiled and kissed him again, but.. he didn't seem excited about it. Did I do something wrong?
"I'm tired (Y/N), mind if I go lay down?"
"Yeah.. yeah go ahead. I'll catch up."
"Okay, love you.." his voice trailed off and all sorts of red flags triggered in my head. Is he mad at me? I heard a yip from the corner, shit I haven't fed her. I took a breather in the kitchen and poured some food out for the dog.
"You're so cute.." I whispered as she lapped up water, she's such a cute little thing. And a sweetheart.
The chatter of voices and the aroma of alcohol was a little overwhelming for me... but I think Bren needs some alone time.
"(Y/N)! Brendon is calling for you."
"I'll be there in a minute, I've gotta.. I've gotta do something." I stuttered, trying to postpone whatever was about to happen. Even just for a little bit.
"Okay I'll tell him." The stranger smiled and peeked into Brendon's room, saying something to him, probably along the lines of "(Y/N) is talking a breather, they'll be right in." Or something like that.
"(Y/N) are you okay?" My best friend (BF/N) looked at me from the corner of the kitchen .
"Yeah, yeah I'm good. Just a little tired, and stressed. Recording comes up on the 17 I think, I'm losing track of time lately."
"I know the feeling, but it's all gonna go smoothly. And if it doesn't I'm always here." They smiled gently, I'm so happy they came to visit me all the way from Maine, I haven't seen them in forever.
"Thanks, (BF/N)." I squirmed a bit, pouring a glass of water to cool off. "I have a bad feeling, actually. Brendon has been acting weird."
"I'm sure everything is fine, you overthink too often (Y/N)."
"I know, bad habit. But I can't help but wonder if I did something wrong, what do you think?"
"I think you're being silly, you two always look so happy. It's like you were made for each other."
"Yeah.. it's been a really good year for us. I'm just a little nervous." I leaned on the counter as I said this, looking at the ground.
"You better hurry to go see Brendon. See you around, okay?"
"Yeah, see you (BF/N)."
I slowly made my way to Brendon's room, where he was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"What's up?" I sat down next to him.
"I-I (Y/N)... I.. Ugh."
"...yes?"
"I think.. I need a break. I'm under a lot of stress right now."
"O-Oh.. okay.." My nose burned and my eyes started to itch and water. "Yeah I understand, yeah.. I'll just.. okay. See you around Brendon..."
"Yeah.."
I got up and shielded my face, running to my car. I pulled open the driver's side door and slammed it.
"Fuck!" I shouted, slamming my hand on the wheel. This was a mix of angry and sad, I couldn't help but think I did something wrong. I heard a knock on the window, reminding me of that first day after the competition. It was (BF/N).
"You okay?" I read on their lips. I held up a thumb and told them it was all good. Not very convincing considering the tears streaming down my cheeks, my puffy red face, and dripping nose.
They sighed and walked off, leaving me alone.
And I just sat there the whole night, crying. I eventually passed out in there, cuddled up in my own jacket. Just like the first day, here I was passed out in my busted up car... man.
I must live on shit road, house 13.
