Seeing Brendon Urie for the first time

Choices have consecuences.

Brenda's POV

I looked down and saw that me and Ryan's hands were still intertwined. I got my hands back and tried to storm off. Ryan ran after me and said" Brenda wait". I turned around I was furious. I said" Wait, wait!, thanks to you and your crazy hormones, I probably just lost the best thing that's ever happened to me"! He frowned and said" I can explain". I said" Then explain Ryan"! He sighed and looked me in the eyes. He said" I think I'm in love with you". I looked at him in disbelief. I paused for a minute because I was shocked. Then I said" But you and Spencer"-. He said" Spencer forget about him your way better looking then him". He grabbed my hand again and I snatched it away quickly. I snapped on Ryan. I said" Ryan Ross, you should be thankful you have Spencer, he loves you". He was silent. I couldn't take it anymore I slapped him across his face. I turned on my heels and left. I have no idea what Ryan was thinking.

I went back to our tour bus. I went in me and Brendon's room. All of Brendon's things were gone. I saw a note on the bed. I picked it up and read it. It said that Brendon was going back to Las, Vegas. That he needed time to think and that he would call me when he knew that if we were still going to be girlfriend boyfriend or if we were done. At the end of the letter I saw a tear, at the bottom of the page. It was Brendon's tear. I sat on the edge of the bed and cried, because I hurt the one person I cared about in the whole world. Dallon knocked on my door and I opened it. He said" Hey what happened, why was Brendon crying when he left"? I didn't say anything, I handed him the note. He sat with me and patted my back. He then said" You know, I have never seen Brendon cry". " He must have really loved you". I cried even more. Dallon pulled me into a hug. Then he said" So what are you going to do know". I wiped away my tears. I shrugged and said" I don't know, but I'll figure it on my way". I stood up and got my packed my bags. Dallon said" Your leaving"? I said" Well, Dallon I can't stay here and no offense to you but I don't want to". He paused. Then he said" But where will you go"? I told him maybe a friend will let me stay at her house". Dallon said" Well maybe I can come with you"? I hugged him and said" Of course you can come". Then he asked me who my friend was and I told him it was Paige. He said" Well we better be going to get there". I told him she lives in Las Vegas, Nevada , far away from Brendon, on the North side of Nevada, he was on the south side.Brendon also didn't know where Paige lived. Dallon grabbed my bags and his and ordered a rental car. Then I threw my phone and broke it. I never wanted to hurt Brendon ever again. Know he won't have a way to contacted me. I'm going to have Dallon to promise me to never give him my new number when I get another phone. I looked once more at the room and I looked one more time in our closets. Brendon forgot his bright red shirt that I once wore after we made love. I bit my lip and tucked it under my arm. I heard a car horn and ran outside to get in the rental car. Dallon noticed it and asked what it was. I told him it was a old t shirt from an old boyfriend I had .

Ryan's POV

After an hour about thinking about everything that had just went down, I hate myself. Brenda was right why did I ruin what me and Spence had, plus what her and Brendon had? The only answer that I found is that I have never kissed a girl. Spence was my first kiss. I rubbed my head and went back to the bus. It was empty, everyone was gone. I went to me and Spencer's room. There was nothing all his clothes were gone and my clothes were on the floor. I sat on the bed and put my head in my hands. I then picked my clothes up and put them in my backpack. When I got to my favorite dark blue t shirt, then was a note on the pocket. It was from Spence. It said " That he was going back to Detroit( that's were his family lives). That we were over, I broke his heart, and he never wanted to see me again. I threw the note in the garbage and started to cry. The thought of never getting him back made me want to die. I flooped on the bed and just thought what I was going to do. I then knew what I was going to do, I was going to Detroit and beg for his forgiveness. I took the tour bus back where we bought it and I rented a car and drove to Detriot.