Mya, after years of living with an abusive family,
runs away with her twin sister to start a music
career. While she was starting her career she ran
into her past struggles, falling into another dark
hole of depression and anxiety.
She had no o...
(WHO ELSE IS EXCITED FOR THE 'PRAY FOR THE WICKED' ALBUM????)
Brendon's POV I had just gotten off set for a music video for our new song 'Say Amen (Saturday Night)' and I was beyond excited to put out two new songs for my fans, that's what I loved about being a musician: seeing how the fans react to your music. I was sitting in a chair that had my name on the back of it as I watched the final product of the music video. I nodded at the directors as they started to upload both songs to YouTube, the music video was uploaded to the channel 'Fueled by Ramen' and the audio to the 'Panic! At The Disco' channel.
As soon as both videos were posted I was overwhelmed by all of the twitter notifications and the YouTube comments, I went over to Mya and showed her my phone. She smiled and hugged me tight, making her pull away for a bit because she squeezed too tight. She put a hand on her stomach and took a deep breath in, I put my arm across her back to support her and she thanked me. I led her over to where I was sitting as she sat in her customized chair, very similar to mine.
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(Mya's outfit)
After we left the studio me, Mya, and the boys went out for lunch to talk about their upcoming tour next year starting in the beginning of January. As soon as I talked about the tour, Mya ran off to the bathroom crying so I went after her.
Mya's POV No.
No.
NO!!
I ran into the nearest stall of the bathroom and sat down, crying all my makeup off and covering my face with my hands. I didn't want Brendon to go, I was going to have the baby while he was on tour, and I wanted him to be there with me. As soon as I heard the bathroom door open I shut my mouth and stopped crying, putting my legs in front of my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs. I steadied my breathing as I heard Brendon saying my name and checking every single stall.
"Mya baby, where are you? I know you're in here.." I saw Brendon's feet from the bottom of the stall I was in and immediately heard the pounding of the door, Brendon begging me to open the door. So I signed and unlocked the door, exposing myself to Brendon in which I was a crying mess. Brendon picked me up and set me on the counter of the bathroom, hugging me as tight as he could without hurting my stomach. "Mya... what's wrong?"
"Y-You're going on tour when I'm supposed to be h-having the baby in January..." My voice was shaking and cracking due to my crying and I saw Brendon's face change immediately, I could see all of the guilt in his eyes and the tears starting to appear. I looked down at him as I cupped his cheek, rubbing his tears away with my thumb as his lip quivered when he tried to speak.
"I'm so sorry baby, I completely forgot you were due that month. I will try my hardest to push the tour to February or math but that means I'd be gone longer, I want to be here when our baby is born.." His hands went to my stomach and he rubbed his hands on my stomach, looking at me. "Have you thought of any names?" I nodded as I got off the counter and went back out, whispering in Brendon's ear. "Yes, I'll tell you later." We walked back out and sat down, our food waiting for us.
