Nicotine: the sequel to 'The Ballad Of Brallon'

One year later (Nicotine)

Dallons pov: 

Brendon is worse than nicotine. That was supposed to be our song on our wedding night. Suddenly I can relate so well with the video he made. And I hate that.

I wake up and wash my face. I've been crying all day. I look at myself in the mirror and look at the scar on my neck that will remind me of that day forever. I cant believe that it's already been one year. I visit his grave every month giving him one flower per the number of months he's been gone for.

I go to the flower shop. Andy the guy that runs the place knows me by name now. "I can't believe it's already been a year. So I'm guessing you want twelve fresh cut roses?" He asks. "Yes please," I tell him. "So how are you holding up?" He asks. "As well as you'd expect one to be while they're celebrating their fiance's one year anniversary since he..." I get choked up as tears start streaming down my face.

"Since he k-k-killed himself." My head falls on the table as I cry. Andy hands me the flowers. When I reach in my pocket to pay for them he says, "No, no they're on the house." I thank Andy and leave.

When I get to the grave yard I find Brendons grave. I have it memorized where his grave is. I lay the roses on the ground by his tomb stone that reads, Brendon Boyd Urie April 12th 1987 - August 4th 2014. I cover my mouth with my and and sob for about ten minutes.

I then give Brendon the same speech as I do every month. "I'm so sorry I did this to you baby. I loved you so much I never wanted you to do this to yourself. I have no excuse for what you saw me and Spencer do. All I can say is I never wanted him. I told him I loved you. 

I still do love you and I will never stop loving you.