Among the Enemy (Ryden)

It's Over

Brendon was trembling as he was being escorted down the hall. He looked back to see Ryan walking with his head low. They were bringing them to the center of the room that they were in yesterday. A crowd of people was forming around them.

Brendon's heart was pumping rapidly in his chest. He snapped his head to the sound of a familiar voice pushing through the men. When Dave made it in view of the boys, his face paled. A frown quickly concealed his horror and he marched over to Kenny who was smirking like the jackass he was.

"What the hell are you doing?" Kenny rolled his eyes.

"Like you didn't know what was happening between those two."

"What are you talking about?"

"I caught these two making out. That's what I'm talking about." Dave looked like he was ready to punch the smaller man, but kept his mouth . "Now are you going to confess to knowing or are you going to shut your mouth and learn your place here?" They were in each other's face, waiting for the other to make the first move.

"It was my fault," Brendon blurted, getting everyone to look at him. He had his eyes on the floor, trying to work the lump down his throat.

"What are you blabbing on about?" The man holding him hissed. He looked over at Ryan, seeing the fear written all over his face. His mouth was agape, head shaking subtly.

"He tried to push me away, but I forced him to kiss me." He looked away when he heard a soft 'no' from Ryan.

"Like we're gonna believe you," Kenny laughed.

"My name is Brendon Urie." Kenny's cocky smile dropped. "I'm sure you recognize the name." There were whispers going through the other men. "I was getting bored and wanted a little action. Can't blame me for going for the boy closest to my age."

"So you admit to your crimes then?" Brendon wanted to laugh. What crimes? If finding the same sex attractive was a crime, then he was guilty as charged.

"Ryan had nothing to do with it. He didn't want it."

"Brendon," he heard Ryan whisper.

"You'd take full responsibility for this?"

"You can't hurt him. Do what you want to me, but let him go."

"Why would you do that? You'd give your own life for him?" Brendon only stared at Kenny. "Why? Do you love him or something?" Brendon looked down at the floor. "Oh!" He squeezed his eyes shut. "Isn't that pathetic. Little gay boy falling in love with one of us."

"Brendon," Ryan called him in a soft voice.

"Let Ryan go," Kenny ordered. When Ryan was released, Dave pulled him into a tight hug.

"Don't fucking scare me like that again," Dave whispered. Everyone knew the pair were like brothers and didn't think much of the interaction.

"Your kind is a disgrace. Trying to corrupt Ryan with your lifestyle. The people are lucky to have people like us to get rid of you filth." An arm shoved Brendon down to his knees. He looked up at Ryan who managed to struggled away from Dave enough to meet his eye. It pained Brendon to see the fear in the boy's eyes.

He looked back to the ground, noticing the red stain that they couldn't get out from their last execution. He let his eyes flutter shut and tried to keep himself as calm as possible. He let out a shaky sigh when he felt something hard press to the back of his head.

This is it. He'd been running from death for too long now. It finally caught up to him and a part of him was relieved. He was tried of living in fear. All he could do was accept his fate now.