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Ryan's POV

After I hung up, I asked Jon if I could go. I needed to see him so bad. The last time I saw him was through the window in a cop car and that wasn't good enough for me.

"Baby? Jon?"

"What."

"My mom is having a get together, can I go see them?"

"How long will you be gone?"

"2 hours, maybe 3 at most?"

"I suppose you can go, but text me every hour to make sure you're okay."

I didn't get it, he loved me and cared about me but he also hated me and abused me. I didn't care. I called the number again and the girl that pretended to be my mom answered.

"Hello?"

"Hi, I was on the phone earlier with a man named Brendon Urie?"

"Ah yes, my dear Brendon."

"Yes, I need to know which hospital he's in and his room."

"He's at Seattle Grey's Memorial. In room 207."

"Thank you so much."

I got in my car and put the name into the GPS. It was a twenty minute drive.
I eventually got there and ran to the second floor.

I asked one of the nurses where room 207 was and she pointed to the room down the hall. I nearly sprinted to the room and saw him. Brendon Boyd Urie

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