GOLDEN DAYS - BRENDON URIE

eight

driving cali to school the next morning was a blur.

i was in a huge rush, since i had so much to do. i had a modeling gig in the morning, two ballet classes to teach, and then another modeling gig right after it. i drove into the lot, cali and i rushing inside the preschool. figures we were the earliest ones again, running in to find brendon singing to himself quietly as he graded papers.

"brendon?' i said, making him look up. "hey" he smiled, standing up from his desk. white button down, red bow tie, black skinny jeans, converse. "hi" i said, clearly in a stressed state. "whats up with you?" he asked in concerned tone. "I've got two modeling gigs and two dance classes to teach and i have to pick up cali because eve can't and-" he cut me off. "ill take care of cali" he said. "brendon she's a child, its not that easy" i said. "get some ice cream, buy some toys" he said, shooing me out the door. "she'll be fine"

the day was just as stressful as i imagined. the first photoshoot went great, and i was currently finishing my second dance class that i was teaching 3 year olds. "good job sabrina!" i smiled, clapping my hands. i felt a buzz in the pocket of my jeans. i took out my phone, a snapchat from brendon. silently hoping it wasn't him saying he burnt my house down, i opened it.

"say hi to mommy cali!" brendon's voice was in the background. cali was at build a bear, a wide smile on her face. she was looking at him, showing him the pink and white bear they had just bought. i couldn't help but smile.

after the class i found myself speeding across las vegas for a stupid modeling gig. as i drove to the studio, i ran in just on time.

it was going like normal, me standing in front of a random camera man in a pink hollister tank top and shorts. i smiled, doing some stupid pose when my photographer looked me up and down.

"alright, take your top off" he said casually, getting ready to take a photo. "excuse me? i thought this wasn't that kind of shoot" i said awkwardly. "well sweetie, it is" he insisted. he had white hair, a short haircut and glasses.

i rolled my eyes, now standing in a black bra with my denim shorts. i tried to just do my job, but i was freaked out. "how about you take off the shorts now?" he asked.

"no" i said casually. why had my mother sent me to this shoot? "what do you mean no?" the photographer said, seemingly angry. "i didn't sign up for this" i crossed my arms. he rolled his eyes, "fine. bra off and you can keep the shorts on" he said, dismissing me like a human prop.

"no fucking way" i said, putting my tank top on. "excuse me? i said take your top off" he insisted. "and i said no" i said, grabbing my bag and rushing to pack it. "i've been taking pictures for your mother since you were a little tiny ballerina, lillian" he said, standing over me. "my name is lilly" i said through gritted teeth.

he grabbed my arm tightly, his fingernails digging into my arm. they eventually began to draw blood. "let me fucking go!" i screamed, ripping my arm resulting in a cut going across my arm.

i started to run, sprinting out the door and getting in my car. "fuck!" i screamed, my eyes brimming tears. his ring must have been the thing to cut me, my arm was bleeding like crazy. it was a reopened wound from another time in my past.

"fuck!" i screamed again, speeding into the direction of my house

i does there and as soon as i got inside, i saw brendon and cali. they were on the couch, watching frozen as cali sang the songs.

i dropped my bag down and walked straight past them, grabbing a handful of bandaids from the kitchen cabinet.

i began hastily putting them on, to no avail as brendon walked over to me.

"hey" he said awkwardly.

"hi" i said, giving up and just letting my arm bleed slightly.

"woah, what happened?" he asked, gingerly grabbing my arm and examining it. he didn't know what to do, so he grabbed a hello kitty box of bandaids that belonged to cali, placing on on the cut.

"i'm- i'm gonna put her to bed" i said, frantically standing up and checking my windows to see if the man had followed me home.

"lilly what happened?" he asked, cali walking over to him, standing behind his legs.

"cali, baby go brush your teeth" i said, and that was enough to send her on her merry way before i started checking windows

"lilly please" he said, turning me around and putting his hands on my shoulders so i had to look him in the eyes.

giving up, i began to tell the entire story.

all he could do was pull me into a long hug, his chin resting on my head.

"go to sleep okay?" brendon said.

"i'm gonna stay up and make sure he didn't -" i began to say before i was interrupted

"no, you're not, i am. just go to sleep, put cali to bed, and i'll be here." he said, before i could say anything else he let go of me, and i didn't have the courage to muster up any words.

putting cali to bed was surprisingly a breeze, and i got into my bed and laid down.

i closed my eyes as i heard soft humming coming from the living room that came from a certain brown eyed guy i know