Miss Jackson✔

Chapter 19: That night time forgot

(^^Taylor Jackson^^)

*Brendons P.O.V*

"Thanks Zack," I help Taylor out and go to the door. I just realized this is all unplanned I dont have an actual room for her, at least theres 2 guest rooms. We walk in and I lock the door behind me.
   "I cant believe this... I'm finally free from that hellhole," Taylor exclaims. "Hey language," I laugh.
   "I'm sorry but I really want an explanation on everything," she turns around and looks at me with begging eyes.
  "Maybe not right now but I promise Claire and I will explain but its midnight so we should head to be. I'll show you to where you'll be staying," she nods and I lead down the hall to the room.
  "This was all a surprise so nothing is made for you but there are some clothes that I had gotten somehow they should fit, there's the bathroom through that door...I'm 2 rooms over on the right," I explain. Taylor takes me by surprise by hugging me and I hug back.
   "Thank you," she whispers. "Its no problem... I promise I won't let anything happen to you," I kiss her head. She smiles and walks into the room.
   I walk down the hall to my room. I shut the door and flop on the bed.
   How in the holy hell am I supposed to tell everyone I adopted a kid. And why did I do that. I mean yeah sure she was abused but what triggered it. Claire. I could already tell Claire had a connection with her even before she had met her. The way Claire was already protecting her without even knowing her.
   The guys are coming over tomorrow before I go to see Claire, maybe I could ask them to watch Claire. I know she's a teenager but still I dont want her to feel alone like I left her.
   Am I her dad? Well clearly dumbass, you adopted her. Well shit, tour. The record said I could bring Claire along because for many reasons but they have no idea about Claire. I mena I wouldn't be surprised if someone posted a video from tonight and everyone saw it but still.
   I need to sleep this off, its giving me a headache. I take off my shoes and clothes and change into some plaid pants and a white shirt. I would be naked but there's currently a kid here.  I curl up and go to sleep.

****

  "Brendon," an angry voice rings through my ears. I open my eyes and adjust to the light and sit up. I know I'm in deep shit by the look on Dallon and Kenny's face.
  "You care to explain why there is a girl in the living room watching tv," Dallon hissed.
  "I was going to tell you today. Last night we ran into some problems and that girl in there is Claire's sister. Her parents were sent to jail so she was going into care again but I stopped them and adopted her," I sigh rubbing my head.
   "Are you fucking crazy, dude this could cost you big time," Dallon runs his hand through his hair.
  "Well they already know about Claire coming I'm sure this won't be as bad...the only problem with all of it is the fans," Kenny says.
  "Is everything alright," Taylor asks popping in the doorway. I look at Dallon and Kenny and sigh.
  "Come here Taylor I want you to meet some people," I say. She walks in and sits on the bed.
  "This is Dallon and Kenny my best friends and band mates...guys this is Taylor," I introduce. Dallon seems to of calmed down.
  "I know who they are. I'm not an idiot... I'm Taylor Jackson or Urie I dont really know, nice to meet you," Taylor smiles.
  "So your Claire's sister," Kenny asks. "Yeah. I was adoptive my her parents but I never met her, I just knew her name I just want to get answers to my questions," Taylor says.
  "You'll get answers tomorrow when Claire arrives but right niw I need to go see her I mean this is my last day there, so Dallon amd Kenny are watching you," I say quickly jumping out of bed grabbing black jeans and shoes and running out. The guys are yelling and I can hear them chasing me.
   "Bye Taylor," I yell before running outside with everything and jumping in my car. I start it and pull out waving to Dallon and Kenny who are standing at the door. I see Taylor smile and wave. I have a feeling I'm gonna enjoy her.
   I get to the asylum and park. I put my jeans on along with my shoes and get out. I lock the door then head inside. I fix my hair on the walk to Claire's room. I see she's still asleep and I smile to myself at how peaceful she is. I unlock her door and walk in.
   "Miss Jackson wake up," I lightly shaking her making her wake up.
  "I was awake. I was just thinking that if you think about it a certain way with Taylor, I'm her mom," Claire says with shock in her voice.
   "Yeah and I'm her dad so were like a married couple with a teenager," I joke.
  "She became a Urie before I did," she laughs then stops. "Brendon I didnt mean- I did- I-" I cut her off by kissing her.
  "One day. And even if we dont, were still partners to the end," I say making her smile.
  "Its your last day here...and mine, I leave tomorrow," she says.
  "Indeed then we get to go raise our kid in our house and do what we love," I lean in to her ear, " make love." She shivers making me laugh.
  "Hows Taylor," she changes the subject. "Right now she's with Dallon and Kenny after I ran out of the house but she's fine...she wnats to know more about you though," I say. Claire frowns a little.
   "She'll. Know sooner or later... we have to explain tomorrow," she orders.
  "I'll do it before I go live and announce all of this. None of the fans know and if there is hate I'm shutting that shit down,"  I say.
  Claire nods then her face lights up. She goes over to the desk and writes something down in her notebook.
   "Claire what are you writing," she puts the notebook in a bag. "Just a little something of my own...you can't see it though its a surprise when its finished," she smirks. I roll my eyes and she smiles.
   The rest of the day goes by pretty quickly which I'm both happy and upset about. Its 3 o'clock and I wonder if Dallon and Kenny actually stayed. I think this time I'm gonna focus on the road, my arm just healed. Apparently it wasnt as bad as they thought.
  I'm a living miracle.

So how y'all liking the book. I think I'm gonna start something else but I'm not sure. Writing one book is hard enough.

~Katelyn