The Scars Left By My Memories (Brendon Urie fan fiction)

Fights

I walked through the front door and saw Brendon sitting on the couch reading something.

"I'm home."

I said pulling my sleeves down.

"Oh, welcome back."

He said standing to greet me.

I took my shoes off and put my bag down.

"How was it?"

Brendon asked.

"It was fine."

I replied.

I didn't wanna tell him what happened because he'd get mad.

"Well, that's good. I'm gonna go prepare some dinner."

He said.

"Okay. I'm gonna go take a shower."

I said.

"Okay."

I went upstairs and got into the shower and began to wash myself. About 20 minutes later I was done and I got out and went to Brendon's room to get dressed.

I heard knocking on the door.

"Sarah...I just need to get something out of here can I come in?"

Brendon asked.

"Yeah."

I called.

The door creaked open and Brendon came in. Shit. I forgot about my cuts. I pulled my shirt over my head quickly and placed my arms behind my back.

"Sarah...."

Brendon said coming over to me.

"Give me your arms."

Brendon said grabbing my arms out from behind my back.

"It's nothing!"

I exclaimed.

"Cutting yourself is not nothing!"

Brendon yelled.

He was pissed.

"Why are you still upset?! I got him away from you, I put him in jail, I'm letting you live with me for free, and I'm your boyfriend and I love you! Am I not good enough or something?!"

Brendon yelled.

"No your are you're the best person in the world! I'm happy with you I swear!"

I said as I began to cry.

"Well then why do you still do that?! Happy people don't cut themselves! You make me feel like I'm not enough for you!"

He turned away from me.

I could tell he was hurt.

"You are enough for me."

I said.

I went to hug him but he resisted.

"Don't touch me."

Brendon said.

I felt tears in my eyes.

I ran out of the bedroom and down the stairs. Brendon chased me.

"I'm gonna kill myself!"

I yelled.

I couldn't stand the thought of Brendon hating me. I stopped in the kitchen. I grabbed a knife and held it to my throat.