Chapter Nine

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Brendon's POV

I wake up to the sound of a scream. I immediately jump and attempt to get out of bed to see what's wrong but am stopped by a weight around my waist. I look down and it's Ryan's arm. I let out a little smile but it drops once I remember that we're supposed to be just friends. You shouldn't even be upset about this, you did it to yourself. You're the one who wanted to be just friends. I suddenly remember the reason I woke up. I look up from where Ryan's arm is and see my mom standing in the door way. "Mom, what's wrong? Did you scream? Is everything alright?" I can't for the life of me figure out why she would be screaming? I don't really see anything strange or smell fire. "Brendon, what happened to your face? I come to wake you up and I see a purple monster attached to your pillow.Oh, that's why she screamed. "Mom, it's kind of a long story. Can I explain once I actually get up?" She lets out a sigh and nods. She starts to leave but turns back around and actually steps into my room. She comes up to the bed and leans over, looking at Ryan. "You'll also need to introduce me to this boy. I'm assuming it's Ryan but I want a formal introduction." I give a little smile and shake my head in disbelief. "You're not even mad there's a boy snuggled up with me in my bed?" She doesn't answer and walks out of my room. She shuts the door but not before giving me a cheeky wink. 

I shake Ryan a little to wake him up and introduce him to my mom but then I see a honey coloured eye peering at me. The other one was hidden by the pillow. He must have either just woken up or hid the fact he was awake from my mom. "You cheeky fucker. How long were you awake?" He gives me a sly smile. "Long enough," he says before he sits up on my bed. "We should probably go see your mom, huh? Formally introduce me?" I nod and we both get out of bed and head to the living room. Luckily no shenanigans happened last night so we didn't have to worry about getting dressed. And we didn't have to worry about my mom freaking out about me being naked with a boy she's never met. 

Just as we get to the living room entrance I see my mom standing in front of the couch. "Oh good, I was just about to check on you both. Now sit. You have some explaining to do Brendon Boyd Urie." I blush at the fact she used my full name, I didn't exactly love that I was named after my douche bag father. A/N I have nothing against Brendon's father it's just for the story. "Mom, did you really have to bring out the full name? It's not that serious." She scoffs and I see Ryan lean closer to me, "You're cute when you blush, ya know?" I blush harder and grab his hand to drag him to the couch to sit. My mom sits across from us on a kitchen chair she pulled into the room. God this is like an interrogation. "You better tell me everything, Brendon. I need to know what happened to your face and then we'll address the boy." As I start reliving the memories I start to tear up. God, I'm so weak. No wonder Dallon wanted to beat the shit out of me. I'm pulled out of my thoughts from a pressure on my hand. I look down and see that Ryan has interlaced our fingers. I use my other hand to wipe away the tears that escaped and finally look up at my mom. She has a look of concern mixed with adoration on her face. I take a deep breath and try to compose myself. Ryan leans close and begins whispering in my ear, "If you can't do it, Bren, I'll help. I'll help as much as I can." I shake my head vigorously. "No, I have to do this. I can't be weak and pathetic anymore. I see him give me a look of sadness and he goes to say something but I cut him off. "Don't even say I'm not weak and pathetic because I am. God, looked what happened to me. I couldn't keep Dallon from beating the shit out of me." 

My mom watched this interaction before she decided to start asking questions. "So, Dallon you say? Who his Dallon and why did he do this to you?" Honestly I'm surprised she didn't comment on my language. She hates when I curse. "Dallon is just a kid from school, he's no one important. And why do you think he did this? It's the same reason it happened at my old school. You know exactly why. But this time it was my stupidity that caused it. I basically wrote the word 'fag' on my forehead and Dallon decided to get a laugh out of it." At the end of my explanation I was crying again. These were angry tears though. I was angry at the fact I could be so stupid. Angry at the fact my mom really had to ask why I got the shit beaten out of me. I feel Ryan squeeze my hand and I look over to give him a grateful smile. I look back towards my mom and she looks so sad. "Brendon, honey, what exactly did you do? I know you didn't literally write that horrible word on yourself." Before I can respond Ryan cuts in. "It was my fault Mrs. Urie. Brendon wanted to wear some of my makeup so I put some on him so he'd feel better about himself. If it wasn't for me it never would've happened." Does Ryan really blame himself for this? It's not his fault at all. I was the one who wanted it, he just helped put it on. I hear my mom sigh a very sad sigh. "It's not your fault, hun. You didn't force Brendon to wear it." She looks over at me before continuing. "And it's not your fault either, Brendon. If it's anyone's fault it's Dallon's for being a huge jerk." 

My mom gets out of the chair and comes to sit next to Ryan on the couch. She grabs his free hand and holds it in a very motherly manner. "So, now that that's out of the way. Would you mind introducing yourself?" Ryan gives her a very polite smile and replies with an "of course," before he actually introduces himself.

"My name is Ryan Ross. I live down the street. Over the past few days me and Brendon have gotten very..." he gives me a sly look, "...close. Due to the recent events I've been here for emotional support and that's why you found us sleeping in his bed together. I can assure you nothing frisky happened between us." I can't help but smirk at his last sentence because yeah it didn't happen between us but something happened. My mom looks over at me and I quickly try and wipe the smirk off my face. I'm pretty sure she noticed though because she gives me the look. 

"Well, Ryan, it's very nice to finally meet you. Brendon has talked some about you. You're welcome here anytime." They give each other friendly smiles and Ryan thanks her. That's when she starts speaking to me. "Brendon, if you'd like to stay home from school today to recover a little more you can but I've got to go to work. If you stay home will you be okay on your own?" Holy shit, a free day out of school. Only my third day and I already get to skip. Jackpot. I nod my head a few times and assure her I'll be fine on my own. Ryan, being my knight in shining armour, asks a question that just about melts my heart. "Mrs. Urie, would it be okay if I took Brendon to my house for the day? I need to be home but I want to make sure he's okay. I know he says he'll be fine but I care about him so I worry." 

I think my mom just fell in love with this kid. I can see that look of adoration that was there when Ryan comforted me return to her face. She obviously says it's fine if I stay the day with him and that she fully trusts him to take good care of me. So with that we all get up and part ways. My mom leaves for work and Ryan and I decide to make breakfast together. It was amazing. We totally didn't have a food fight and have to spend more time cleaning that up than actually cooking and eating. After breakfast we cuddled on the couch for a bit. After about 45 minutes of cuddling Ryan decided it was time we back to his house. So that's what we did. We had to walk there so to kill time Ryan teased me with a surprise he had for me when we got there. I really have no clue what it was but I was excited because, after all, I do love adventure and surprises are always an adventure. 


~Hello, it me. This is kind of a filler but not really because Ryan's gotta meet Brendon's parents sometime, right? But yeah next chapter Brendon has a surprise so stay tuned for that. Feel free to comment and don't be a stranger :))~


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