This Is How It Goes ~ Brallon

Ryan gets revenge

The next day I walk up to Ryan. "Ryan can we talk?" I ask. "Sure." Ryan follows me to my locker. "Look Ryan we haven't really been talking to eachother lately. I just don't feel the same about you that  I used to."

"So what are you saying?" Ryan asked. "I'm saying it's not you its me." "Are you trying to break up with me?" "Kind of." "Really after everything we've been through together." "I'm sorry." "No just go."

During lunch me and Dallon meet under the bleachers. "So I'm single now," I say. "So I've heard." "So we're both single now and I know I'm into you..." "Are you trying to hint at something Urie?"

"Maybe. Maybe I'm waiting for a specific question." "I wonder what question that is." "Hm maybe you should ask me." "Okay what's the question?" Dallon asks. "Will you go out with me?" "I don't know. Will I?" "Yes?!" "Okay then yes?! I will go out with you."

And for the second time we kiss under the bleachers. And it is even better than the last time. When the bell rings Dallon walks me to my class.

Dallon is like my body guard. He so tall and strong. He walks me around everywhere. I hang onto his arm. Today is probably one of my happiest days in a long time.

I'm sitting in my last hour class when I get this text in the school group chat. It's a picture of me and Dallon kissing. And the caption says what a shame Brendon Urie is a whore.

The message was sent by none other than Ryan Ross himself. And people are starting to respond. The whole school is sending me hate. They don't even know the story. Most of them didn't even know me and Ryan broke up.

So everyone thinks I'm a cheater and a whore. Dallon soon texts me.

❤️Dal❤️: don't listen to them. You're not a whore.

Me: the whole school hates me

❤️Dal❤️: I don't. I love you.

Me: you what?????

❤️Dal❤️: I. Love. You.

Me: really??? You're not just saying that to cheer me up????

❤️Dal❤️: no I really do love you. And if anyone's a whore it's Ryan.

Me: I love you too. Ever since I met you I've loved you.

❤️Dal❤️: then why did you date Ryan?

Me: because he's good looking and I thought I never had a shot with you.

❤️Dal❤️: honey you always had a shot with me. You almost make me want to be gay.

Me: really 🙈

❤️Dal❤️: really. I gotta go now. Stay strong.

Me: bye

❤️Dal❤️: bye xoxo

I tuck my phone back into my pocket. The bell rings. I head to my locker and get packed up to leave. Someone throws a banana at me and it hits me in the head.
"Kill yourself faggot!"

I roll my eyes. People are so immature. I head out of the building. I try walking home but I get stopped by a group of jocks.

"Hey your that fag that cheated on your boyfriend!" "Leave me alone," I say. "What did he refuse to stick his dick up your gross ass!" "No-"

I get punched in the gut. I bend over and grab my stomach. They all take turns punching and kicking me. I fall to the ground and curl into a ball.

After what feels like forever they finally run off. I slowly get up and limp the rest of the way home. When I get home I see something I wish I didn't. Somebody spray painted the word faggot on my garage.

I walk into the house to find my parents standing in the living room. "Brendon we need to talk." I put my head down. "Yes?" "Why does it say faggot on our garage?" My dad asks. "Just some bullies," I say.

"Is it true?" My mom asks. "No." "Don't lie to us!" "It's complicated okay?" "No it's not! It's a simple yes or no answer," my dad says. "Okay, fine, yes I'm gay."

"Get out." I stand still wondering if he's serious. "Get the fuck out! I will not allow a faggot to be in my home!" I run out of the house and slam the door behind me.

I start to cry. I check my phone. It's flooded with hate messages. I can't take it anymore. I just want to be with Dallon right now but I can't. I don't want his parents to find out he's bisexual.

I have nowhere to go. No one to turn to. And it's all Ryan's fault. Maybe this is why I was so afraid to break up with him. He ruined my life. I just wish I could escape this life. Why did I have to be born gay? Why did I have to have homophobic parents?

And now it started raining. I run to Walmart. I don't know what I'm about to do but I know I have to message Dallon.

Me: I love you so much but I can't stay here anymore goodbye

I turn off my phone. I walk over to the pharmacy. I walk around looking at all the pills. I find the sleeping pills. I grab a few bottles. Then I grab a bottle of water and go to the bathroom.