12: alone

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"dylan? dylan wake up darling" my dad shook me gently. i opened my eyes to see i was on the floor. there was dry blood on my finger tips and my face felt sticky.

"are you okay? what happened?" he asked as he helped me sit up.
"he broke it off" i whispered.
"oh my god dyl im so sorry" he hugged me.
"it's fine...he deserves better"

"don't say that. okay? you're everything someone would want" he let go of me. "i think you should move back in with sarah and i. i don't trust you alone" he had blood on his hands too. shit. i nodded.

he sent me to the shower while he started packing my things. i got into a big hoodie and leggings then dried my hair. i helped him pack the rest of my stuff and we headed to his place.

i sat in my room with the boxes and cried. i'd lost him. my fiancée, my best friend, the love of my life. forever.

"dylan" brendon came inside. "its okay"
"no it's not. he's gone" i sobbed.
"he isn't worth it"
"yes he is! i love him. so much"
"look there isn't a lot you can do for now. you're gonna be in heart break for a while. but everything's gonna be okay. this pain...this loss...it isn't permanent. i promise"

"i screwed up so bad brendon"
"i know y'did. but hey: you're human. you're gonna make mistakes. justin has done awful shit too. so have i. even sarah! everyone makes mistakes. and all you can do is learn from them" he gave me a long warm hug then let me be alone.

i unpacked and cried to dodie. god this sucked. he was gone. again.

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