Miss Jackson✔

Chapter 8: I wouldnt change you

*Brendons P.O.V*

"Dude what did I tell ya," I pace around the kitchen with a beer in my hands. I'm starting to regret telling Dallon and Kenny.
"Man she's messing you up...this is why you shouldn't fall for people like her," Dallon jumps onto the couch and turns on the TV.
"She's like everybody else and I wouldn't change her for anything...even her mistake," I sit down by him resting my head on my hand.
"We want you happy, but are you sure its her that can accomplish it," Kenny asks.
"I know she can, I dont know I think...I think I'm falling in love with her. But it cant...it cant work," I sigh. "I knew it was a sign the day I saw her name but when I saw her I didnt care what she did...she doesnt even belong there. They treat her like crap," I take a sip of my drink.
"Well your her doctor so make her better so shes not treated like crap anymore," Kenny leans on the back of couch and changes the channel to the news.
"Brendon Urie once again, saw conning out of the mental institution. Is there something thats not being said, or is it something or someone else. Stay tuned to find out," the reporter speaks into the microphone.
"They're so fucking nosey, sometimes I wish I never became famous because they make life a living hell," I stand up and go to the piano.
"Hey take it easy, don't smash the piano. We're gonna go but dude we support you in all, just make sure we're supporting you for the right reason," Dallon and Kenny walk out leaving me sitting at the piano.
  This clearly means something right. Why else would this just happen suddenly. Damn it I get a boner every time I think about her. *Looks down* shit. But I cant help it, she's down so much more then I could of asked for. She's more then what I could of asked for. Everytime I touch her, I feel a static shock in my palms. She just makes me melt on the inside. Late at night I hear my conscious whisper things. Wait.
"Static palms, melt your vibes. Midnight whisperings," I add some piano chords to it and whisper the lyrics again. Da da da da LA Devotee. Sometimes its a curse, but right not verbally vomiting is my blessing.
You wanna know what else is a blessing...Claire.

*Claire's P.O.V*

I can't sleep. My mind is filled with so many thoughts and feelings. Feelings like happiness, guilt, confusion, love. I've never gotton attached to a guy before. I've also gone soft which I'm not liking very much. But I've changed, he's changing me. And I'm accepting it.
I said before he got here that noting can "cure" me, but I was wrong. Brendon Urie is my cure...to everything.
He's the one that is making me better.  He's making me weak and soft, and I love it. I want so much more with him, but I did something that can never be forgiven. I'm just the crazy lady he comes to see everyday. Unless, I just got out of here and proved everyone wrong.
You really think you're gonna get out of here? I mean you suck at acting even worse when you're trying to to do it for real. Well fuck you, because this is gonna work. They already see improvements, lets just show them the result. Youre out of your mind. Not yet I'm not.
  "Miss Jackson lights out," I flip off the guard and turn out the lights. I get in my bed and cover myself with the blanket that does nothing and a pillow thats like a rock. I swear once I get out of here in getting the most comfortable bed stuff ever. No more of this shit.
I try to get comfortable in bed but it feels like some of the springs are out and poking me. Finally after struggling I find a position the doesnt hurt and lay still.
Tomorrow I have another calm test, I can prove it then. I'll stay calm. Should I tell Brendon about the plan. He hasnt told anyone anything yet so I guess so. But what will I do once I'm out I have no where to go. Ill be back on the streets.
  What if I get caught in the wrong crowd again. I can't go back to my old ways, I won't. Ugh Claire stop doubting yourself. I'm sure Brendon could help you. Ahh Brendon.
The way his hair is swooshed back perfectly. His chocolate brown eyes that sparkle even in darkness. The way his lips felt, soft and fluffed. I just can't stop thinking about him. He's perfect.
I love him, or I'm falling in love with him anyways. No matter how wrong I've done, I feel like a blessing are given to me, Brendon is my blessing.
I havent been paying attention to religion but when I do, good always comes from it. I know Brendon doesn't really do that kind of stuff but I know he feels the same way when good things come from it.
I swear if you have a wet dream tonight I will destroy your mind. Go ahead, my mind is already messed up. Fuck you, this whole plan you go going on, I cant wait to see it fail. You wont be seeing anything much longer.
I close my eyes and think about Brendon. I think about what would be happened if I had met him the day I got kicked out. My life would be been so much different. Even now, everything is different. And I fucking love it.
Even though being feared was fun and all. I think my times up with all of that, and time to step into reality. And in my reality, I want Brendon right there.
Thats the last thing I thought before DARKNESS.

Hey whats up, there we go new chapter. For those who think she's going a little soft don't worry, theres still an evil Claire but she wont use it on Brendon...or will she. Read on the find out.

~Katelyn