Then Why are We Both Blue?

An Awkward Encounter

(Brendon's POV)

"So how's the band?" Ryan asks quietly.

"Oh, it's going well! You know, just toured with Weezer." I say with a smirk. I can see how jealous Ryan is just after saying those last four words. "How about you, working on any music?" I ask.

"Yeah, actually I am..." Ryan hesitates to add more detail.

"That's cool, I'll make sure to check it out." I can't stand this small talk anymore. I should be the one who's completely over it without a care. He's the one who wronged me. He should be the one crawling back to me, begging me to let him back in the band. Begging to have me back. But he's completely fine.

His hair swoops up and hangs down to the side of his face. A single sword earring hangs underneath it. How can someone look so good so effortlessly?

"Doing anything? Maybe we could go get lunch?" I ask with a slight hint of desperation.

"Err.. yeah actually I have to go help out a friend, maybe I'll see you around sometime soon." He smiles weakly but with confidence.

How could he do this to me? Does he know how much I am above him? Millions of people would beg to just to talk to me.

"Yeah sounds good! See ya."
I say trying not to sound disappointed.

I hate Ryan Ross.

He smiles, runs his hands through his hair, and walks off with Dottie following on her leash.

I have to see him again.

I find Bogart and bring him and Penny to an open space and play fetch for a bit trying not to forget the reason I came.

After a few minutes I decide to walk them to the car and go home.

All I can think about is Ryan. It's not like I can just show up at his house and beg him to talk to me, well I could, but I won't obviously. Besides, I'm married, I have the best wife that anyone could ever ask for.

Maybe if I just go home I can distract myself and stop thinking about him.

I get home and go into my studio so I can forget that that encounter ever happened. I get out my guitar and start playing a slow tune and start humming along with my own. "When the sun found the moon..." I stop, put down my guitar and sigh.

I go on my computer and just start listening to music, somehow finding a way to relate every lyric to Ryan.

I talked to him for less than 5 minutes and he's all that I can focus on. How sad.

I thought I was better than this to give in after what he did. It's been 7 years, maybe it's okay if I'm ready to forgive him...

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Yay! Chapter 1 (not including the prologue) is done! These might all be really short because I'm only so creative for a short period of time haha. Appreciate feedback and have a nice day!