~Brallon~ What About Me?!

Planes. #1

"Flight too (a/n insert a place close to Dally's home)will be boarding, repeat, flight ******* will be boarding now!"

A/n is that what they say? I don't remember...

I get up and pull my suitcase with me. I start walking to that entrance thingy where they check your ticket and passport.

I wish I didn't have to stop at ****** and just get a flight home, like it's literally a four hour flight, add another damn hour and I'm home!

A/N sorry bout the notes but I have to fly to Toronto to actually go anywhere like OOOF, it's literally either one hour or two hour flight...

I join the line of people.

When it gets to me, I show the ticket, passport and all that stuff. The lady smiles, "have a nice flight!" I was about to reply with, "you too!" But I have no idea if the person who looks at the tickets goes on the plane.

I walk down the cold tunnel thing that leads to the plane. I get to the front, show them my seat ticket, and go find my seat.

When I do, I open that top thingy and put my bag in there. I never brought a lot of things so I didn't need a big suitcase. Just one of those mini ones.

Please no one show up and I get to sit alone...

I claim the window seat and just stare out it.

Minutes pass before I hear someone sitting next to me.

Fuck.

I don't bother to look over.

"You sure you're fine there Brendon, they said they have some first class seats left if you wanna sit up there."

Brendon?

Ryan was just talking.

Oh.

No.

No way that could be Brendon next to me. No no no.

I pull out my phone and search up, Panic! At The Disco tickets. They pop up showing where their next stop is.

No no no no.

Brendon- my love- my everything, is literally right next to me.

I flinch as somebody pokes me, I look to the side to see Brendon, he smiles sheepishly, I probably look pale as ever right now.

"Uh, do you know- wait- I saw you at the concert and in the park right?" I nod slowly.

Brendon chuckles.

"You literally look like you saw a ghost, I'm not that ugly am I?"

"You're far from ugly," I mumble.

Brendon blushes.

"T-Thanks-"

"Oh! I-I didn't m-mean to say that out loud!" Brendon shrugs and smiles.

"You're Dallon right?" I nod wanting this moment to end yet stay.

"Nice... did we go to school together or something?... you look... so familiar...."

This hurts so fucking much...

"Yeah... I guess we did," I look down for a sec but look up, Brendon's eyes flick down to my lips and back up at my eyes.

"That's cool, so were we friends? I apologize if I'm sounding rude, I don't remember a lot of my past grades because- well, I didn't really have younger grades..." I smile a bit and nod.

I remember when he didn't know the word apologize...

"Yeah, we were best friends until you moved," Brendon frowns.

"Your mom blocked me on social media, she never liked me.... she said I basically took you away, you were never home on the weekends... two hour drive to my place. You went with Bob and Ray because Gerard, Mikey and Frank lived around me. I guess you forgot about me," I say the last sentence under my breath.

"We were close, I obviously never forgot you because you grew up to be, well, you!" I gesture to Brendon. He frowns.

"Oh... I-I'm sorry, what did you do that made my mom hate you? Was it drugs?!"

"No-No-No, just, every time you can't over Gerard would have a party, I hate drinking beer but once I have one I can't stop, we'd both get drunk and your mom didn't like that," please no more questions.

"Wait- But... how does this make sense? I lived at *two hours away place* and then moved to Vegas, you never went to me school there because you said I had to drive to get to you- are you lying?" Tears form in my eyes.

JUST REMEMBER ME!

I TOOK CARE OF YOU, I MADE SURE YOU WENT TO SCHOOL, I'M THE REASON YOUR MOM HATES ME, I'M THE REASON WHY YOUR MOM FOUND YOU!

It's all my fucking fault because I didn't want him to meet some pedophile who uses him, if I just let him go, he could've been safer, I wouldn't have gotten attach.

But no...

You couldn't do that could you Dallon!

I start crying softly.

Brendon places a hand on my knee.

"Hey hey hey, it's okay, talk to me Dallon, you're safe here, what happened?" I cover my face and cry.

"I miss you, I miss you so fucking much, words can't describe how much I miss you, it's all my fault," Brendon starts rubbing my knee now.

"Shh, I'm here, tell me what happened," I nod and remove my hands.

"I-I found- you were in m-my backyard, playing, chasing a-a butterfly, I took you inside, if someone found y-you they had to turn you in because you escaped the orphanage," I let in a shaky breath.

"I-I was s-scared some bad person was g-going t-too take you, so I k-kept you. I went to school with you, I-I even signed something saying I'll take care of you, I wasn't adopting you, I don't even know what that shit was, but I made sure you went to school, got the education that you needed, I made sure you got fed, one day your mom and police came. Either they threatened to sue or I g-give you up. I n-never said anything so t-they took you, your mom hated me because of the parties, she told me t-to stay a-away from you, then you guys moved..."

Like Brendon's going to believe you, pfft, I bet he hears stories like that everyday, he was raised by wolves, he doesn't know who he could trust...

"Y-you, you would pretend you have a tail, basically you'd wiggle your butt and it was funny, you grew up with Tyler and Josh, even Ryan. You grew up with all of them..." but you forget me.

"I-it's my fault I took you in, my fault I got attached..." coward Dallon.

Just tell him you loved him.

He's dating Ryan, he looked happier with Ryan.

Remember when he kissed Ryan? He didn't look happy, he was mad.

Yeah, because I ignored him that day. All Brendon wanted was my attention and I was being a bitch about it.

"I-I know it sounds crazy, you don't have to believe me..." I whisper.

"That's why you look familiar..."

Yeah... that's why...

A/N hehehehehehheee I'll be updating today again or tomorrow