Miss Jackson || Brendon Urie fanfic

16. Alex

They decided I'm ungrounded. I don't know where that decision comes from, but I'm happy with it. I live at home again, but I still have my girlfriend. My parents know that and they are not happy with it, but they start to accept. Mostly my mom though. Dad is still in his "we have to cure her and get the demon out of her body", but mom accepts. Or at least, I think she does. She asked me if Tonight is coming over for Christmas. I've told her I would ask, but I'm not quite sure that I will. Tonight has been acting... strange during the past week. And I don't know what I should think of it. Maybe she has some trouble at home that she doesn't want to talk to me about? I keep repressing the thought that she might be cheating, that the boys might be right about her, that she might never change.

It's December 23 and my parents are out of town for the day. They probably won't be back until tomorrow morning. I don't have anything to do, so I'm heading over to Tonight's house. It's cold outside. I could have asked Brendon if he could drive me, or if I could use his car, but I didn't consider that as a real option. So I decided to walk. She doesn't live very far from me, though. But far enough for me to be frozen to the bone when I reach her house. I ring. Little later, her mom opens the door.

"Alex, nice to see you. I guess you're here for Tonight? She's in her room. She's working on a school project with some guy, I don't remember his name. You should go to her room, she'll be happy to see you."

A strange feeling settles in my stomach, a feeling of distrust. We don't have any projects we need to work on during the holiday. And if we would, she would be working with me. Part of me tells me to say I don't want to disturb her work and turn around, but the other part of me is so desperate to see her, that I nod and step into the house.

"You know where to find her." Her mom says before she disappears into the living room again. Great. I start walking to her room. At the door, I hesitate and stop. I gather all my courage and open the door. I gasp at what I see. Tonight is on her bed, together with some boy. I think I recognize him... Greg? What? They are both naked and I think you can guess what they are doing...

"Mom, why- O God... Alex!"

Tears well up in my eyes, but I don't want her to see me cry, so I turn around and run out of the house. She's following close behind me, a blanket now wrapped around her.

"Alex, wait!" But I don't. I keep running. 'Till she grabs my wrist and turns me to face her. "Please don't go."

"I thought I was different. I thought you had changed. I thought I could trust you, that you wouldn't cheat on me. I prayed that the boys were wrong. But they were all right. I was wrong. Now I see who you truly are. You're an ordinary slut. We're done. Goodbye, girl that was my first love."

I'm mad. Pissed. I could kill her and sacrifice her blood to Satan. I would not regret it.

***

I don't go home. I'm going directly to Brendon's. He can help me. But I also need to apologize, for not believing him, for yelling at him when he called her a slut. I reach his door and ring -almost ruining his doorbell because I'm so mad-. The moment he opens the door, I fall into his arm, crying. He doesn't say a word as he picks me up, closes the door and carries me to the couch. There I see three men. Dallon and Ryan and another one that I vaguely recognize. Can't put a name on him right now.

I cry into Brendon's chest for what feels like an eternity. When I'm calm enough, I speak. Only two words, but it's enough to make him understand and make me cry again. "She cheated."

Another eternity later, I'm capable of having a conversation again.

"So, tell me what happened." Brendon demands.