I woke up, and flashes of last night scattered about my head. I reached over hoping to feel Brendon's body, I was unsuccessful. I got up and noticed I was back in the resort room. Blair sat at the edge of my bed with her arms crossed.
"Where did you go?" She yelled at me.
"I went for a walk," I said holding my head on my hand.
"For 2 hours!" She yelled.
"I got... I was... someone..." I didn't know what to say.
"What?" She snapped at me.
"I was just exploring, the city is beautiful at night, I'm sorry I came home late," I lied to her, I never lied to Blair, I trusted her with secrets, but this one, the fact that Brendon took me to his house and helped me. I needed to talk to Brendon, I didn't know how but I had to. I needed answers.
"I'm just happy you're alright," Blair said pulling me into a hug. I hugged her back.
"I know, I know," I whispered. We pulled apart and she smiled, I smiled back and then closed one eye when a strong light hit my eye. I looked over and saw Brendon's silver jacket hanging on the doorknob. I smiled to myself looking at it, remembering the smell, the feeling, the everything on the jacket that made me happy.
"Where did you get this from," Blair asked looking at the jacket.
" A friend," I smiled.
"A guy friend?" She smirked.
"Maybe," I laughed
"Who? Show me? Do you have their insta?" She freaked out.
"No, no, no, no, no! We aren't or never will be a thing. I wouldn't even call us friends, he helped me out, and he gave me that jacket, I forgot to return it," I explained, her face became disappointed.
"I have to go return it, I'll be right back," I told her smiling. She looked up and slightly smiled as I stood up and grabbed the jacket. As soon as I left, I realized, I didn't exactly know where Brendon was. I didn't think it was going to be very hard to find him considering I run into him way too often.
I walked in the elevator and more thoughts ran through my head. Why? Brendon almost seemed like 2 different people, there was last night, but there was also when I saw him twice in the resort. Was it an act for everyone else? It couldn't have been, he did it in the bathroom when no one else was around, and it still didn't explain the phone call as well. I sighed in relief when the elevator door opened. I walked to the front desk woman.
"Where can I find Mr. Urie?" I asked her. She eyed me.
"Are you Jaclyn Andi?" She asked.
"Um... yeah?" I asked confusingly, I didn't know how she knew me, but I guess she did.
"He is on the 11th floor in his office," she smiled. I gave her a nervous smile back as I headed back to the elevator.
When the door opened for the 11th floor I walked the hall. I hummed "This is Gospel" as I opened the large door that read "B. Urie". He must have not realized I was there because he was on the phone.
'You sound so hot," Brendon purred into the phone. I immediately felt uncomfortable. I needed to give back the jacket, but I didn't think I could stand listening to Brendon have phone sex. I decided I would stop by later, it would be better if I did.
As I was walking out I heard a voice call out.
"Leaving so soon?" He laughed. I turned around.
"Hi Brendon, I came to give back your jacket," I smiled walking toward him.
"Sweetheart you should've kept it, it smells like me. So you will probably want to be next to me in bed even more," This wasn't the sweet Brendon, it was the evil, narcissistic brat.
"Are you serious? What happened to the nice guy that helped me last night?" I asked crossing my arms around my chest.
"The only reason I helped was so I could savor you as soon as I get you, I don't need anyone else taking my doll," He licked his lips staring at every place that wasn't my eyes.
"Oh really? Because I remember you saying you felt bad for letting me go, you seemed very upset that you let me go into the streets by myself," I argued.
"I only said that it didn't mean it was true," He snickered.
"No wonder you're alone," I yelled to him.
"No wonder you want me," He smiled.
"The funny part of that is the fact that I don't," I replied.
"Face it, you tried kissing me, you came back, you didn't want to return my jacket, you wanted to see me, I don't care if you leave California, no matter what you will be back, you will want me, everybody does, Jackie, just give it up, I already have you under my spell," He smiled evilly.
"Good day Brendon," I said walking off. I tried being nice, I did, but he isn't one of those people. I tried forgetting but somehow I kept thinking of him again... just like he said.
I never liked admitting people were right, especially if I didn't like them, but somewhere in my head, I think he was. But I would never sleep with Brendon, never. But I needed to just forget, I didn't have to see Brendon anymore. I needed to make it seem like he never existed. It was going to be easy, a piece of cake. Brendon Urie, who even is that?
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