Trading Mistakes (A Brendon Urie FanFic)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

That morning Brendon and I left to see his parents. The drive was about four hours, and just as comfortable as yesterday's had been. He pulled in the driveway of an extremely average looking house, something I wouldn't expect for parents of such a star. Although, the parents weren't the ones who received the money. We got out and Brendon went to the door. A knot began in my stomach as I stood beside him. His mother opened the door.

"Brendon! And this must be Faith!" his mother gushed friendly. I smiled and Brendon hugged her.

"Come in, come in, it's cold out there," he mother said, stepping inside, "Boyd, Brendon's home! Can you get their bags out of his car?"

"Coming Grace!" his dad's voice boomed through the house. After he came back inside we got through introductions and such. The entire time we were there his parents were so sweet and made me forget everything that I'd been thinking about that had been worrying me back in Arizona. Sadly, though, those times had to end and we had to head back to L.A. and I had to face reality.

"Brendon, I've gotta go pick up a couple things, do you need anything while I'm gone?" I asked before I left.

"Nope," he said simply.

"If you think of anything feel free to text." I said before leaving the house and getting in the car. I headed to the store and picked up everything I needed. As soon as I was back I set the things on the floor and headed straight for the bathroom, pregnancy test in hand.

Since the end of tour I'd had a feeling I was pregnant, I'd skipped going on twice now, my appetite had increased considerably, and I felt nauseous at least once every day, not to mention that I'd gained weight. I read over the directions quickly and pulled out a stick. I finished and waited anxiously for the five minutes that it needed and as soon as time was up I was at the stick.

"Oh my God," I muttered. Brendon's pounding at the door made me lose attention.

"Faith, are you alright? You've been in there since you got home," he said sounding worried.

"Yeah, sorry, you can come in of you want," I said. The door opened slowly, Brendon had worry on his face. He looked at my face and followed my eyes to the counter. He looked there and back at me a couple of times.

"What's going on?" he asked wearily, taking a weary step closer.

"I'm not pregnant," I said quietly, blinking away tears that were threatening to come out. I gues I'd become attached to the fact that I might have a family with this man.

"Wait a second, were you using me the entire time to try and get pregnant? Is this what this whole thing was about, Faith?" he said, almost yelling, "Oh my god, and I thought I was falling in love with you. I can't believe it, you of all people. I trusted you!" this time he was yelling, and when he turned to look at me his eyes looked hurt and broken and as if he couldn't decide whether he wanted to cry or explode.

I burst into tear at the fact he thought I'd do that, "Brendon, no! How could you think I'd to that?" I moved closer and tried to hug him but he moved away and I began crying harder and sunk to the bathroom floor. He stood there staring at me, I couldn't bear to look at him so when I finally began to speak I had to stare at the floor, "Brendon, I would never ever do something like that to you. I couldn't, even if I wanted to, I care about you too much," he crouched down to my level and I looked into his eyes, "I skipped, I thought maybe we were going to have a baby.