Is This Taboo? - Brendon Urie Fanfiction

*Chapter 67*

Katrina's POV

Today was the day, the day I was going to show the photos to Jaron and ruin Mia's life. Perfect timing too, just after her 18th birthday.

I got to school late, as per usual, and ran into Jaron on his way to his first class.

"Jaron, wait up!" I called to him. I could see him roll his eyes before turning around but I ignored his rudeness, knowing the outcome would be well worth it.

"What do you want?" he asked bluntly.

"Ok, well I can see that you're not up for a chat so I guess I'll just get to the point. Mia and Brendon-" he cut me off before I could finish with yet another eye-roll.

"Are in a relationship. Yes I know Katrina, you're about 2 days late," he said, patting me belittlingly on the shoulder.

"B-but, how does that make you feel? Angry surely!"

"No it doesn't actually. It's their lives, they can do what they want with them, as long as Brendon treats Mia right, I have no opposition to their relationship," he said finally before walking away from me.

How did he know? I thought for sure that neither of them would tell him. I must admit that I didn't see that coming, and due to my news being less than surprising, it didn't have the impact I intended. I guess that means I've got to turn to plan B.

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Mia's POV

It had been about a month since Jaron found out, and I've never been happier. It was a bit weird, being so open about our relationship after having kept it secret for so long, but it was also relieving, knowing we didn't have to sneak around and what not.

I must admit that I do miss the risk associated with our 'secret' relationship, but we've managing to simulate that in other ways...

Our schedules were slightly altered, considering Brendon spent most nights at my place, but Angie stilled picked me up for school each morning. This was due to a few reasons;

One, although I wake Brendon up when I wake up and I sometimes manage to get him out of bed, although much persuasion is required, majority of the time he's not even dressed by the time I'm ready to leave,

And two, it's almost like a tradition. I have already noticed that I spend less time with Angie since becoming public with Brendon, and I miss the time we spend together, although she's not too phased because she's now in a steady relationship with Noah. It doesn't mean we care any less about one another, but we must divide out time between more people, and the car trips is just a little bit of daily one-on-one time.

At first, when Brendon and I started holding hands at school, and displaying minor, very minor displays of public affection, because I'm not a huge fan but for some reason Brendon is, people treated me slightly differently, as they have with Brendon, mostly due to our changing status'.

The negative effects weren't as great as I expected as there weren't any broken hearts (as per Brendon, not myself) unless you count Katrina. I heard of her failed attempts of outing me to Jaron, and I must admit that I am pleased that they didn't work out. I'd like to say that she's stopped following Brendon and I around but I would be lying, I thinks she has some serious issues!

Everything in my life was perfect, and lord knows that I shouldn't have expected it to last, as they say, what comes up must come down....

Brendon's POV

7 months. 7 months is all it took for everything to fall to shit. I knew when this relationship started that it would be challenging for obvious reasons, but I never thought that something like this would happen, I never thought I would have to break the heart of the girl I love.

It all started just before exam period towards the end of the year. I was studying a lot, with Mia helping me out, but I still had the idea of performing in a band in the back of my head. Pete and I had kept in touch since the concert, and he said that he had found some guys that are interested in a band, but I told myself, and him, that I had to finish the school year first.

I was studying one afternoon, without Mia because she had a dentist appointment, when I was approached by my now least favourite person.

"Hey Brendon," she said in her annoyingly high-pithed voice.

"What do you want Katrina?" I asked rudely, not even looking up from my papers.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime," she asked, causing my head to shoot up.

"What?" I asked confusedly.

"You and me, go out sometime," she tried to spell out slowly.

"I know what you said Katrina, but what the fuck? You know I'm seeing someone."

"Yes and that someone is such a pity case don't you think?"

My jaw clenched, "Look, I don't have time for this right now, so if you're just going to insult Mia and my relationship with her, I want you to leave."

"What is it with people and not wanting to talk to me these days!" she asked rhetorically, but I offered her an answer.

"Because you're a bitch?" I said with a smirk. It was terrifying because she smirked right back at me, which was not the reaction I was expecting.

"Yes, you're right, I am a bitch, and what I'm about to do is no exception."

She pulled out her phone and showed it to me, causing my jaw to drop.

"H-How," I stuttered, still in utter shock of what she had in her possession.

"You needn't know how, just what I intend to do with them,"

"You can't," I said frantically.

"Oh I can, and I will,"

This was not good. The pictures on her phone, were mine, and when I say mine, I mean that they were intended for me, I took them, not that they were of me. Somehow, she had gotten hold of pictures of Mia in, let's just say compromising positions, with a lack of clothing.

If those photos were to get out, and I have no doubt that Katrina would make them go viral, it would ruin Mia forever.

"Please Katrina," I pleaded.

"Oh I don't plan on using them unless you comply,"

"I comply?"

She nodded, "If you don't want your precious Mia's photos being posted everywhere, and I mean everywhere, you're going to have to sleep with me."

"No way, no fucking way am I sleeping with you!"

She just cackled, "Not actually sleep with me you idiot, I have no interest in that, considering how low you dropped your standards, but if I was to say that I slept with you, in the past month, you have to agree with me."

"But that'll break Mia's heart," I said sadly, dropping my head.

"It's either you break Mia's heart, or Mia 'breaks the internet'."

I sat there in shock, taking a deep breath before continuing.

"How could you be such a horrible person?" I asked her coldly.

She just shrugged, "You have 24 hours to deliver your answer, and if the answer is no, then the photos go live," she said, giggling away at herself before leaving me alone.

Releasing those photos had the potential to be career crushing, squashing Mia's potential before she even had the chance to exploit it, but the alternative was also bad, if not worse. What the fuck was I going to do?