16 And A Dad🎲Brendon Urie

Fifteen

I sit on a bench in my suit and sigh. I can't believe my baby girl is getting married. I do think this would have been harder for me if she was marrying a guy, but, at least I like Ronnie. 

I look up when I hear Ronnie talking to her bridesman. 

"Hey, Brendon!" She said, running up to hug me. I hugged her back, smiling.

"You look stunning!" I say, stepping back and admiring the money I spent. 

"Yeah, I hope Laurie likes it..." I place a hand on Ronnie's shoulder.

"Ron, she wouldn't care if you were standing there with a garbage bag on. She loves you for you, not the dress." She smiled.

"I gotta get in there. I don't want to see Lauren before the actual ceremony. Oh, and by the way, my last name is going to be Urie." I smiled.

"Really? Oh, thank god!" She laughed and kissed my cheek. "See you in a few minutes!" She and her friends start walking down. I feel a tap on my back and turn around to see my beautiful daughter. I look at her and immediately start to tear up. 

"Dad! Don't cry, you're going to make me cry!" She hugged me. "I love you, dad."

"I love you too, Muffin." She took her thumb and wiped the tears away from my eyes. "Ready to get married?"

"Yes, yes I am..."

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"You may kiss your bride!" Ronnie took Laurie's hips and pulled her close, capturing them in a sweet kiss. I looked at Sarah and saw that she was tearing up. I smiled as I watched my girls run down the aisle. My girls... My girls always would reference Sarah and Laurie, but Ronnie is there too. 

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While I sipped my beer, sitting on the side, I saw somebody I never really wanted to see again.

"What the fuck are you doing here!" I said, dragging the person outside so we could talk.

"I heard our daughter was getting married."

"OUR daughter?! Elizabeth, you haven't fucking seen her for twenty-four years! Why in God's name do you think Lauren would want you here?" Elizabeth scoffed.

"She was supposed to named Ella Marie Wester, not fucking the name you gave her!" I looked at her in disbelief.

"So she's supposed to have the last name of a person who gave her up?! SHE HAS MY FUCKING LAST NAME BECAUSE I FUCKING RAISED HER!!" 

"D-Dad?" I turn around to see Laurie.

"Sweetie! I haven't seen you since the day you were born!" Lauren stepped back, then looked at her mom.

"I don't care if you are my birth mother... I-, I have moved on from wanting to meet you. I realized that you would never, and never will be there for me. When I broke my leg, when I had cancer, nothing. Dad is married to Sarah, and she is more of a mom then I'll ever be. I'm a Urie, and pretty fucking proud of it! My father, raised me while he toured and grew his music. I've been to Asia, to Europe,  everywhere. I just married a wonderful woman-"

"You're gay?" I pinched my nose.

"Please tell me you don't have the same mindset as you did in high school..."

"I can't believe I gave birth to a fag!" Laurie's mouth gaped open.

"Leave before I call the FUCKING COPS!!" She yelled. I watched as Elizabeth walked away from the venue.

"I am so sorry Lau-"

"For what? I'm not letting her ruin my wedding day!"