It was a while later when Brendon woke up again. He noticed a sharp pain in his wrist and saw the swelling. He was pretty sure it was more than a sprain. He stood slowly and was able to walk. "Sarah, wake up. Something's happened," Brendon spoke while gently shaking her awake. Her eyes slowly opened. "Bren, what's wrong?" She asked. "I'm not sure," he said. He helped her to stand when her leg suddenly gave out. She was squeezing his arm tightly. "Bren, what's wrong? I can't walk," She said as worry filled her eyes and voice. "I'm not sure," he said and picked her up. He carried her out of their room, ignoring the pain in his wrist, and into the main part of the bus. Mike, Dallon, Dan, and Zack were all making their way out from the back bunks. He didn't see Ryleigh among them. Kenny, Dan, and Zack seemed to be okay but Dallon was limping, held up solely by Kenny and Dan. "What happened?" Brendon asked them. "I think the bus had an accident." Zack said first. "Brendon, whatever happened, I did something to my ankle I can't walk,"Dallon spoke up. "We'll figure this out, I think I broke my wrist and Sarah can't walk either," Brendon said. Panic was beginning to settle in as Brendon realized no one noticed she was gone. "Have you all seen Ryleigh?" Brendon asked as Sarah held tightly to his neck. All the band members began looking around and Zack checks the bunks. "No, but Brendon, don't freak out. We'll find her. She isn't in her bunk or anywhere on this bus." Zack said. Brendon felt the tears welling in his eyes as reality set in.
***This book is the 3rd book in The Urie's Daughter series. Do NOT read unless you've read the others. It's in continuation and won't make sense otherwise.*****
Warning: Some things may seem inappropriate. Many trigger warnings, some language, and talk of rape. Read at your own risk.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE MEMBERS, BANDS OR ANYONE OR THING RELATED TO THEM.
1k 2/20/19
2k 3/23/19
3k 5/4/19
4k 6/18/19
UNFINISHED
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Y/N was released from the asylum 1 year ago, she was there since she was 13, she's now 20. It was hard at first to live in an ordinary lifestyle but she got used to it. But now that the most wanted serial killer "Issac Foster" breaks into her house, what will happen to the ordinary life she now had? Will Zack be a threat to her, a friend, or something more...
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"I have my reasons for keeping you alive... I had my reasons yesterday, today those reasons don't apply."
"Well listen up Mr. Red Eyes, this is my house so I don't need to answer any of your questions, and once again, please be careful holding your scythe so carelessly, you already broke a window."
I go to the cabinet and take out the only box of cereal left and a bowl. I'm running out of food, I'll have to go grocery shopping tomorrow. Now, all I need is some milk.
I face the refrigerator and take out the milk. As I walk around the kitchen preparing my cereal I can feel the boy's eyes following me around the room.
"I don't get you, you're so weird."
"Oh so I'm the weird one, your the one who broke into my house. Twice."
I pull the drawer open and take out a spoon. Shit. I dropped it. I bend down to grab it, the problem is that I forgot I'm wearing a robe. A short robe.
"Hey kitty, I'm seeing way more skin than I need to." My face begins to heat up. I turn my head to the side at the right angle so he won't see the blushing mess I am right now. Good thing I put on shorts.
"You shouldn't be worried about me seeing some skin, afterall, I'm not a pervert, I'm a serial killer. And for some reason you don't seem as concerned about that than you should."
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(This story takes place before Zack met Rachel)
*Characters aren't mine, credits to J.C.Staff/Makoto Sanada, hope you enjoy the story, once again credits to the original creators*