Things Have Changed For Me (Fall Out Boy and Panic! at the Disco Fanfic)

Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge

Zack picks Delilah up and walks to my side.

He wraps his arm around me and says, "It'll be alright. Let's go to the nursery."

With tears still streaming down my face, we walk upstairs to the nursery. Zack lays Delilah down in the crib, and I sit in the corner on the floor with my knees against my body. I lay my head between my knees and cry. I hear footsteps, and then Zack sits down beside me.

"It'll be okay," he softly says.

"No it won't, Zack. He'll end up finding me... hell he already has... he'll hurt me like he did last time or maybe even worse. He might come after Delilah, and it'll be my fault. I should've never went to the party and had a drink from him. I should've fixed my own drink. Dallon should've let me die," I cry looking at him.

"Listen here, every teenager eventually goes out to a high school party. He was just a fucking douche bag who got an oversized ego from his friends and whoever. What he did was wrong, and all his fucking fault. You aren't to blame in what happened, and I don't ever want to hear you say that Dallon should've let you die. Think about it... you wouldn't be engaged to Brendon, be with your friends, or have that sweet baby girl over there," Zack says.

I nod as he pulls me into a hug. That's when Delilah starts crying. Zack helps me get up as I wipe tears from my face.

"She doesn't smell, so it can't be her diaper," Zack says.

"She's hungry. Can you go get the baby bottle from downstairs," I ask him as I rock her trying to get her to stop crying.

"Sure," he says walking out of the room.

"Shh," I coo as I wipe the tears from her face with my pinkie.

Zack's back in no time, and I let her drink from the bottle. Delilah immediately stops crying. Her little hands reach out as she drinks it. Once she's done, I pat her on her back until she burps.

"I'm going to head to bed. When Brendon gets back, tell him Delilah and I will be in our bedroom," I weakly say.

"Okay... try and get some rest," he says.

"I will if she doesn't wake me up," I say as I walk into my room.

I lay a sleeping Delilah into her crib that's in our room. I cover her up with her blanket as I turn on the lullabys that Brendon recorded and change into Brendon's tshirt that's too big and my shorts. I quietly climb into bed and close my eyes, trying to forget about everything that's happened today. I soon fall asleep.

I feel something licking my area down there, and I moan. It gets faster and faster until I finally wake up with another moan. I look down to see my legs spread apart with Brendon's head between my legs licking.

"Bren, what are you doing," I quietly moan looking down at him.

He stops for a second and smirks at me.

Now that I could see his face, he has a glazed look in his eyes, and he's sweating and red.

"Bren, are you drunk," I quietly moan as he starts licking again.

"Brendon-What the hell," Zack quietly yells before turning around.

Brendon stops briefly, and I push him off of me and pull the blankets over me. Brendon looks up at me smirking as he licks the corners of his mouth.

"Why did you do that Brendon when our daugther's in the room," I ask as I try to catch my breath.

"I wanted to make you moan in your sleep and have you begging for me to fuck you," he slurs.

"Are you drunk," I ask.

"Something happened to him," Zack says pulling him off of me.

"Nothing happened... I'm trying to eat out my fiance here," Brendon slurs as he giggles.

"What do you mean," I ask Zack ignoring Brendon.

"Tell her what you told me," Zack says.

"Not unless I get something out of it," Brendon pouts shaking his head.

"Fine, I'll let you continue if you tell me," I finally say after minutes of silence.

"Yay! Okay, so I after I gots done at the poi-police staion-station, there was this strange flower on the window... I smelled it then everything started moving really funny and changing shapes. The trees even started talking to me. Then as I was getting into the car, this guy came up to me and asked did I want to go get a d-drink. I said 'Hell yeah,' and we went for drinks. He was asking a lot of questions about us and stuff... but I can't remember what he asked or what I said then he drove me here and left," Brendon slurs.

"Oh my God. It was Calvin," I say in shock.

"Yeah that's was his name," Brendon slurs ckimbing on top of me.

"That's it. I'm calling the fucking police. He can't get away with this," Zack says pulling his phone.

"Zack language," I weakly say pointing to Delilah.

"Sorry, but I'm fu-freaking mad," he says walking out of the room slamming the door.

Delilah wakes up and starts crying. I sigh, and Brendon tugs the cover off of me.

"No, Bren," I mumble pushing him away.

"You promised," he whines as I slip my shorts back up.

"I need you to lay in bed while I take care of Delilah," I say trying to get up.

"No, I'm staying here... on top of you where I belong," he slurs.

"God, I forgot how horny you get when you drink... now combined with drugs," I sigh.

"You can't tell-," he starts to say as Zack walks in.

"The police are on their way, and why don't I take Delilah downstairs and feed her... Patrick's on his way here... oh, and I stalled your parents from coming here until we can get this situated," Zack says as he picks Delilah up.

"Thanks Zack," I say.

"Welcome," he says as he totes her out of the room.

"You can't tell me that this doesn't turn you on," Brendon quietly asks as he starts to grind his hips against mine.

I bite my lip as I feel his hard member press against my thigh.

"N-No," I quietly say.

He smirks and slides his hand up my shirt and grops one of my boobs with his free hand.

"How about this," he asks.

I shake my head trying not to moan.

"That's a lie," he says as he slides his free hand down my shorts, "and you're wet."

"Am not," I choke out as he begins rubbing me.

"Liar... How about now," he asks as he slips two fingers in and begins moving them in circles.

I moan, "No."

He kisses the sweet spot on my collarbone amd whispers, "It's been nearly 9 months since we've had sex."

I moan as he moves his fingers faster and starts sucking on my collarbone.

There's a knock on the door, and Zack says, "Police and Patrick are here."

"Be out it a second," I shakily say as I moan quietly at the end.

Brendon continues doing what he's doing, and I moan, "Stop, we've got to go downstairs."

He reluctantly stops and climbs off of me. I quickly change into a better fitting shirt and blue jeans. I run a brush through my hair and clean up my makeup as Brendon giggles and snorts. I turn around and wrap my hand around his, and we walk out the door.