bad girls don't cry {brendon urie x reader}

{back home}

after tour

  to say tour was amazing would be an understatement. tour was FUCKING PHENOMENAL!

  after the first night, tour went really smoothly. brendon and i never fought. we got along really well after that. every night panic and i preformed amazing! my boys did great as well! they killed it onstage with me. every night we did crazy shit after the show. we were always high on adrenaline or weed/cocaine. i thought about becoming an official band with those dudes even thought they got me slightly addicted to cocaine.

  our last show went very smoothly. brendon pulled me up onstage to sing 'sins' with him. the crowd screamed and cheered the loudest out of all the shows. sacramento was a good ass crowd.

  even though we were sad to play our last show, we were very happy to be able to go back home. we had a seven hour drive back home. everyone was sleeping so we parked at a rest stop for the night. i was laying in my bunk with brendon snoring next to me.

  i drifted to sleep thinking about the memories we made on tour.

  i woke up the next morning to brendon accidentally punching me in the face.

  "oh my gosh! i'm so sorry, baby." he apologized.

  i chuckled, "it's alright, brendon, just get some ice please. you hit me pretty hard."

  he hopped out of the bunk and fell on his face. i laughed as he ran to the mini kitchen to grab an ice pack. he hurried back to me and handed it to me. i told him thank you and climbed out of the bunk. we walked to the 'living room' and saw ryder and nick snorting coke while alex was reading a book.

"geez, guys! it's not even 9am and you are already getting high?" i asked.

"yep! you want some?" nick pressed as he shoved the plate in my face.

i nodded and grabbed a straw. i snorted a line and felt the powder sour through my nostril. i began to enjoy the affect cocaine had on me.

i sat next to brendon on the couch while he played on his phone. i started to poke his cheek until he noticed me.

"yes, y/n?" he asked, annoyed.

"hi, bean boy!" i laughed.

"oh my lord. my name is not bean boy!" he laughed and wrapped an arm around me.

"yes it is. you should legally change your name to bean boy. your fans would love it!" i joked and he rolled his eyes.

"no thank you!"

"ughh fine. everyone will have to suffice with bReNdOn." i mocked.

he chuckled and stood up, "the bus stopped. i'm gonna grab some snacks from the gas station. wanna come with?" he asked.

"no thanks. take the boys with you." i said.

all three boys hopped up and followed brendon our the door. i waited until they left to set three more lines of coke out. i quickly snorted them all and stumbled to the bathroom mirror to make sure there was no residue left around my nose. i looked over on the counter and saw a syringe laying there. the only person i could think of having that was ryder.