Entertain My Faith // Adopted By Tyler Joseph

Chapter 7

I looked behind me, seeing Brendon, mouth opened wide, just staring at Tyler and I walking away. When we got back to the house Tyler asked everyone to leave and he brought me to the living room onto the couch. Jenna and Josh joined us and they looked at me apologetically.

"What did he do to you?" Tyler asked. I could tell he was angry, but he was trying to keep it in.

"I knew he was frustrated with the album and I was stupid and drove him over the edge. He got angry and s-slapped me," I said, crying.

"That stupid arrogant bastard! How could he do that!" Tyler yelled, pacing.

"Can, can I go to my room now," I whispered.

"Yes," Jenna said before Tyler could answer.

I nodded and ran up to my room. I closed the door and broke down. I went to my bag, grabbing my razor.

⚠️trigger warning ahead. Look for the 💛💛. Stay safe lovelies.

Sitting down on my bed I pulled up my sleeve and brought the razor down. I just kept going like a robot, unable to stop. I'm snapped out of my trance as I put the blade down and grabbed a tissue, wiping the blood off.

💛💛💛💛💛💛

I just sat in my bed listening to the faint talking in the other room. Soon, I fell into a dark pit of sleep.

I woke up the next morning feeling crappy. I remembered what happened yesterday. I brought my hand out of the covers and winced as I felt the cuts on my wrist. I grabbed my phone and opened Snapchat, seeing a notification from...Kenny? Why would the guitarist of Panic! Be snap chatting me. I knew I was technically part of Panic! but wouldn't Brendon out of anyone be contacting me? I opened the snap...and immediately clicked off it. I gasped, I was horrified. My eyes filled with tears as they spilled out. Kenny had sent me a dick pic. I clicked on the chat.

Me: Kenny...?

Kenny: you like what you see? Do you think you could send some back?

Me: what the hell!

Kenny: come on, maybe we could even try in real life

Me: give me a reason I shouldn't tell Brendon

Kenny: you don't have proof

I shut my phone off, sobbing. He was right, the messages disappear. I had no proof of what he did. I curled up in a ball and sobbed. I looked at my bedside table, spotting my razor. I was having an awful day. I picked up the razor and got to work.

Time skip 1 hour

I was just laying in my bed, staring up at the ceiling thinking of all the horrible things that have happened. I knew what I had to. Sighing, I got out of bed and put a sweatshirt on. I told Tyler I was walking to the park and walked out the door. I walked the couple blocks to Brendon's house, shaking in fear. I walked to Urieletric, his studio, and knocked on the door before opening it after hearing come in. I spotted Brendon, Dan, and Kenny. Brendon's eyes widened as he saw me and he walked to me, took my hand and faced me outside, closing the studio door.

"Look Faith you have no idea how sorry I am. I was drunk and angry and didn't know what I was doing-"

"Brendon I understand. I just needed to talk to you about something. Today-" I choked back a sob.

"Faith what's wrong?" Brendon asked concerned.

"Kenny he...he sent me a picture and...asked for some back. He even suggested that I ha-have sex with him," I started sobbing loudly.

Brendon looked like he was going to punch someone but he saw me and immediately softened and pulled me into a hug.

"I have to call Zack and get this taken care of. I can't believe that son of a bitch," Brendon growled. "I'll be right back."

Brendon went inside the house while I stayed outside of the studio. Not even a minute later Kenny came out of the studio and I backed up in fear.

"I see you took up my offer," he smirked coming closer. 

I shook my head repeatedly as Kenny pushed me up against the side of the studio.

"Pl-please get off," I whimpered.

Kenny grabbed my hands and put them behind my back so they were pinned between the wall and my back. He then put one hand over my mouth and the other went for my breast. I struggled under Kenny, crying. Kenny grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head. I sobbed into Kenny's hand, desperately trying to break free. Kenny groped me and grabbed me. His hands reached down and he grabbed one of my legs. His hand grabbed my thigh and it kept moving upward. Through my pants he rubbed me. I tried to free my hands but no matter how hard I struggled or how much I tried to scream, I couldn't get free.

"He's in- get the fuck off her!" Brendon screamed.

Before Zack, who was walking beside Brendon, could stop him, Brendon ran over and threw Kenny off me. He then tackled Kenny and didn't stop punching him until Zack grabbed Brendon and held him back. I still stood sobbing against the wall. When Kenny started walking towards me again Zack let go of Brendon and grabbed Kenny, holding him back now. Brendon rushed over to me and engulfed me in a hug.

"Faith, I should've brought you with me I-I'm so sorry," Brendon said, his voice cracking. "You know we have to tell Tyler."