Pray for the Wicked

Say Amen (Saturday Night)

Brendon fixed his blazer and adjusted his tie. His 'Clique' trailed behind him, all in either zoot suites or regular suits with fedoras.

 "Hey Boss, why are we here?" one of the men said.

 Brendon smiled. "We need to find 'The Capones'."

 One of the men, medium built, tan skin, step forward. "But why in a casino? Particularly this one?"

 Brendon spun around with his arms wide open. "Say amen, boys! Cause it's Saturday night!" They smiled in approval. Brendon smirked "Beside we need some doe before we take them head on."

 "Hey, don't you travel in packs so you can carry more?"

 "HELL YEAH!"  

They spent hours gambling, winning more money then they started with. But Brendon was making most the money. Except till a large group of about twelve men busted through the door, Brendon's group went looking for him as soon as they saw them. During this time Brendon was cashing in his winnings. The men surrounded the casino in an orderly fashion. Brendon stashed his cash in his inner blazer pocket. One of the men that came in and noticed Brendon from behind.

"HEY! YOU!" His Italian accent was thick.

Brendon whipped around and shot the man in the head twice. Luckily no one heard the shots but the saw the bullets go through the man's head. Panic rose through the casino. People ran out the door screaming and running for their lives. A smirk ran across Brendon's face. ( Be ready for some John Wick shit : Keanu Reeves is bae! ;p)At once four men came charging after Brendon with pistols or tommy guns. He made no hesitation and shot the all in either head or chest. On man came out from behind on of the slot machines and opened fire. Brendon quickly jumped behind of the machines  and waited for it to cease fire. Brendon tried to shoot back but all that happened was a 'click'. They both looked at the gun then each other. Then Brendon pistol whacked him upside the head. The "clique" came running to Brendon. Brendon kept beating the guy till he was sure he was dead.

 " Brendon you got a little blood," Michael  motioned his face and blood stain white button-up." everywhere." 

They walked out of the casino casually until they were spotted by cops. 

"HEY GET BACK HERE!!" 

"SHIT!!" Saying this they began to book-it down the street.

*TIME SKIP*

Covered in sweat they walked into a local bar. They laughed about how "easy" it was to outrun the cops. They looked around and noticed all eyes were on them. A few of the men in the bar drew their pistols. 

"HEY! Can we go one night without getting into trouble?!" Brendon shouted. 

The girl from the casino bar emerged from the group of men. 

"Rose?" Brendon said to himself.

"Depends," She said seductively,"are you going to get in trouble again?"

Brendon smiled and said "So, you run this little brigade? If so, sweetie, I'll just ask for no blood to be drawn."

A few men stood up when he said "sweetie" but where at ease when Rose raised her hand slightly.

"Evan, do you mind getting us some 'fun juice'?"

A boy with short blond hair with brown eyes emerged from Brendon's group in a black vest, button-up, and pants, with a light silk blue tie.

Brendon got a nice cup of Scotch, Michael, 7 on 7 on the rocks, Rose, a Tequila Sunrise, and the last guy a Bulleit Bourbon.

"Shall we?" Brendon said politely as he motioned for everyone to sit at a table in the corner of the  bar. 

"Normal I'd shoot you but, you're different from the others." Rose replied. 

Michael was on high alert. Evan quickly adjusted.

They all sat down and them everyone resumed their conversations prior from the "Clique"'s arrival. 

"So..." Brendon said awkwardly, "You're the capone?"

Rose replied sarcastically, "No, I'm the fuckin' tooth fairy."

The group laughed.

"Ha. Ha." Brendon replied just the same. 

 They talked for a few hours and they boy did their own thing. Rose stood up and motoned for Brendon to follow her into A remote room.

"So, What do you normal do on a Saturday night?"

"Pray for the wicked."

Rose wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear, " Your prayers have been answered."

*LIGHT SMUT WARNING!!!!!*

They both began to share lustful kisses. Brendon licked her bottom lip asking for entrance in her mouth. He pushed her against the wall. His phone began to ring and still kissing her, he answered it. 

"He-mph-Hello?" 

The voice on the other yelled in excitement,"BRENDON!! YOU MADE IT!!  YOU REACHED NUMERO UNO ON THE BILLBOARD CHARTS!!"

The became more passionate with one another. 

¨Well I'll talk to you later Mr Panic! at the Disco.¨ When he was finished Brendon hung-up.

Rose broke away and fixed his collar and tie. They looked at each other and Rose blushed. 

"Congrats, Brandy." Rose said with childish praise. "So, what is it like being a singer? Exciting"

"To a certain extent." He laughed.

Rose fixed her composer and walked outside with Brendon next to her. The boys looked up at them either stoned, drunk, buzzed, or sober. 

"Truce my lady?" Brendon teased.

She kissed him on the cheek. "Truce."