"I'm here to make bail on Brendon Urie" I tell the desk lady.
"2,000 dollars please" I hand her the check
She picks up the phone and dials a number "Dallon Weekes is here to bail out Mr. Urie........yeah........thank you Sir" she hangs up the phone "it'll be about 15 minutes"
"Thanks" I go and sit at the small couch on the other side of the room. I pick up my phone and check my Instagram and tumblr. About 20 minutes I see Brendon out of the corner of my eye wearing the same outfit he wore to vandalize the most hated teachers car.
"Dallon!" he runs to hug me.
"Hey baby, I've missed you"
" I've missed you too dally, let's go home please, I don't like this place" he begins to scratch his arm,a thing he does when he's anxious. I walk him to our car and he climbs in the front seat.
"Brendon, what did I tell you not to do last night" I ask
"Not to get in any trouble" he puts his head down and starts scratching
"Its okay baby, I'm not mad" I reassure him
"I'm sorry dally"
"Its okay just don't do it again please" I say as we pull up
In our driveway. I turn the car off and grab Brendon's hand.
"Promise?"
Brendon plants his plump lips onto mine
"I promise baby"
