{goodnight moon}

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"fine, fine. well, the announcement is..."

ryan paused as everyone gave him confused glances.

"oh my god! if you don't say what the stupid thing is i'm gonna kill you!" gee screamed.

"okay geez! well you know how we all sent in those demos to fueled by ramen? well... THEY WANNA SIGN US!" ryan screamed and all the boys jumped up.

"woah dude. are you fucking serious right now?" pete questioned.

"dead serious. they wanna meet each band individually and have each one of us preform two of our songs. if they like us, we're signed." ryan explained.

"dude i'm literally panicking right now." brendon says.

wait! panic? this is a big moment for the boys. i said that i would help the boys decide on a band name. pet salamander just isn't right for these idiots. panic! at the disco is the right choice but it needs an exclamation mark for added effect.

"PANIC! AT THE DISCO!" i yelled and the boys stared at me with confused faces.

"forget pet salamander. your new name is panic! at the disco. with an exclamation mark after the 'panic'." the panic boys glanced at each other and nodded in agreement.

"sure, why not? pet salamander was pretty stupid anyway." spencer said.

  "didn't you come up with the name?" i whispered to him.

"shh! they thought i loved the name." we both giggled and went to celebrate with the other boys. beer was drenched over everyone and pizza was splattered everywhere. the boys were so excited and it amused me to see the boys acting like animals.

after an hour of the boys acting like wild children, i finally decided to go home. "thanks for having me boys. i had a lotta fun!" i hugged mikey and gerard.

"of course! you know you guys are always welcome! see you tomorrow, love!" he waved.

i waved to mikey and put my helmet on. i revved the bike again and skidded out of their driveway. i saw ryan's headlights flashing at me to slow down. i giggled and did a wheelie.

we arrived at home and tip toed through the front door. i looked at the clock on the wall to see the time reading 2:15am. i had to wake up in four hours. i started to follow ryan upstairs when the living room light turned on. i whipped my head around to see our stepdad sitting on the couch staring at us.

"what the hell are you doing getting home at 2:15 in the fucking morning for?" he whisper yelled.

"i lost track of time. we were having a lot of fun and ryan got good new-" he cut me off by slapping me across the face.

"your mother went to bed worried cause you idiots weren't home. don't you ever come home late again!" he hit me again.

"why do you even care? you don't even care about my mom half the fucking time! YOU'RE NOT MY DAD SO STOP TRYING TO ACT LIKE ONE WHEN YOUR A NO GOOD PIECE OF SHIT!" i screamed.

he punched me in the jaw and i stumbled back. i kicked him in the stomach and he fell to the ground. i didn't even notice my mom and ryan standing at the top of the stairs. he grabbed my foot and yanked me to the ground. i hit my head on an end table on the way down. he kicked me in the ribs three times, and right as i thought he was gonna kick me again, he was shoved to the ground by ryan. ryan got on top of him and punched him until he was knocked out. my mom rushed downstairs with a phone in her hand. she dialed 911 while cradling me in her arms. ryan came over to us and held me as well. never in my life did i feel so weak.

ryan carried me to the couch and put an ice pack on my face and ribcage. the cops arrived ten minutes later and took our stepdad away in a police car. the three of us hoped we'd never have to see him again. my mom talked to the cops and told them what happened since i was in too much pain. shortly after the cops left, my mom and ryan joined me on the couch.

"are you feeling any better, y/n?" my mom asked.

i didn't respond.

"do your ribs or jaw hurt at all?" my mom questioned again.

still i didn't respond.

my mom gave up after five more tries. she sighed as she kissed my forehead and went to her room.

"how are you feeling, moon?" ryan asked.

"sore"

"you're gonna feel worse tomorrow, kiddo. let's get you to bed." ryan lifted me off the couch and carried me to my room bridal style. he laid me on my bed and kissed my forehead.

"goodnight, moon. i love you." he whispered and closed my door.

i turned my head to look out my window. "goodnight moon."



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that's it for this chapter. this one was interesting to write lol. ttfn!

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