I Write Sins Not Tragedies (a Panic! at the Disco story), chapter 8
THE NEXT DAY
(Brendon's POV)
I walked slowly down Ryan's stairs and sat at the table. My parents had made me move back in with them, but i stayed at Ryan's most of the time.
Ryan was already sitting there staring at his coffee in a dream like state. I stared at him.
"Ry?" I whispered moving my hand back and fourth infront of his gaze.
"What?" He snapped glaring at me.
"Um... what are ya thinking about?" I asked smirking, it was probably about Aubrey... who I had guessed he liked.
"No one..." He looked around nervously. I smirked again.
"O...k.." I grabbed myself a coffee and heard my phone ringing.
"hello?" I answered.
"B-Bren??" A shaky voice wimpered.
"Nickie? whats wrong?" I asked quietly.
Ryan stared at me with big eyes.
"He... he raped me... he actually did it..." She sobbed.
"Oh... my god," I sighed staring back at Ryan. He looked horrified.
"Can... Can i come over? i dont wanna be here when he g-gets back..."
"YES, oh my god come over NOW! I'm at Ryan's."
"Ok... thank you so much!" She said greatfully and hung up. I also did and banged my head on the table.
"WHAT?" Ryan yelled looking me in the eye.
"David raped Nicks... I swear... he's going to kill her someday..."
He gasped and looked even more horrified. "I cant... believe this..." He wimpered in a similar tone to Nickie's.
All of the sudden the doorbell rang. I ran as fast as i could leaving Ryan at the table and answred it. She leaped on me and started sobbing. I held onto her tightly and kissed the top of her head.
"Shh it's ok... it'll be ok..." She looked up.
She had a huge cut down her face and her lip was bleeding.
"Oh god..." i huged her again, "I'm so sorry."
She nodded. "So am I."
Ryan ran in and grabbed her also.
"Nicks... I am so sorry... I didnt know..." He started crying, "I shouldnt have let you go home last night..."
She let go of me and hugged him.
"Babe... it's ok... I'll be fine... please..." She kissed him lightly on the lips. I stared in a assortment of mixed emotions... Depression, awkwardness, and most of all, jealousy.
I walked into the kitchen and practically fell down at the table and also started crying... I couldn't help it. I was an idiot... if I had felt this way then why the hell did I not do something about it before? I loved Nickie and I always had...
I banged my head agaist the table again and walked back into the front room, where they were. They were still in eathothers arms. Now she was crying and Ryan was sh-ing her.
"I love you," He whispered in her ear. So did I but I wasn't about to admit it.
"I love you too," she said quietly and ran over to me.
"Thanks for the help Bren," She hugged me again before running upstairs to clean the blood up.
Ryan sighed "This isn't good..."
I glared at him.
"What?" He said glaring back.
I couldn't take it. I shoved him into a wall and ran upstairs to my room. He stood there behing me, dumbfounded.
LATER THAT NIGHT
(Nickie's POV)
I sat on Ryan's bed, staring at the celing. He went to go get some food, and Brendon was hiding somewhere. I don't know why. I ran my hand down my face, it hurt but I didn't really care, I was used to pain by now. All of the sudden i saw something flash by the window. I stared at it with big eyes. It looked like a big bird, but it was BIG, Like as big as a human... almost... Then it happened again. This time i saw what it was. He slid in the window and held a knife to my throat.
"I guess you can't be trusted... So you'll come with me," He whispered cunningly tying a scarf around my face.
I tried to scream but it was impossible. Fear was pumping through my veins. I knew I was going to die... I didn't care about that... all I cared about was Ryan.
He threw me out of the window and landed ontop of his pickup. I finally got out a scream in pain. He jumped out and started driving. All of the sudden I saw a pair of headlights. Ryan's. He saw me and looked horrified But before He could stop anything David pulled away so fast I could swear I was dead. He turned back to me.
"Goodnight," he pulled out a gun and everything went black.
(Brendon's POV)
I walked slowly down Ryan's stairs and sat at the table. My parents had made me move back in with them, but i stayed at Ryan's most of the time.
Ryan was already sitting there staring at his coffee in a dream like state. I stared at him.
"Ry?" I whispered moving my hand back and fourth infront of his gaze.
"What?" He snapped glaring at me.
"Um... what are ya thinking about?" I asked smirking, it was probably about Aubrey... who I had guessed he liked.
"No one..." He looked around nervously. I smirked again.
"O...k.." I grabbed myself a coffee and heard my phone ringing.
"hello?" I answered.
"B-Bren??" A shaky voice wimpered.
"Nickie? whats wrong?" I asked quietly.
Ryan stared at me with big eyes.
"He... he raped me... he actually did it..." She sobbed.
"Oh... my god," I sighed staring back at Ryan. He looked horrified.
"Can... Can i come over? i dont wanna be here when he g-gets back..."
"YES, oh my god come over NOW! I'm at Ryan's."
"Ok... thank you so much!" She said greatfully and hung up. I also did and banged my head on the table.
"WHAT?" Ryan yelled looking me in the eye.
"David raped Nicks... I swear... he's going to kill her someday..."
He gasped and looked even more horrified. "I cant... believe this..." He wimpered in a similar tone to Nickie's.
All of the sudden the doorbell rang. I ran as fast as i could leaving Ryan at the table and answred it. She leaped on me and started sobbing. I held onto her tightly and kissed the top of her head.
"Shh it's ok... it'll be ok..." She looked up.
She had a huge cut down her face and her lip was bleeding.
"Oh god..." i huged her again, "I'm so sorry."
She nodded. "So am I."
Ryan ran in and grabbed her also.
"Nicks... I am so sorry... I didnt know..." He started crying, "I shouldnt have let you go home last night..."
She let go of me and hugged him.
"Babe... it's ok... I'll be fine... please..." She kissed him lightly on the lips. I stared in a assortment of mixed emotions... Depression, awkwardness, and most of all, jealousy.
I walked into the kitchen and practically fell down at the table and also started crying... I couldn't help it. I was an idiot... if I had felt this way then why the hell did I not do something about it before? I loved Nickie and I always had...
I banged my head agaist the table again and walked back into the front room, where they were. They were still in eathothers arms. Now she was crying and Ryan was sh-ing her.
"I love you," He whispered in her ear. So did I but I wasn't about to admit it.
"I love you too," she said quietly and ran over to me.
"Thanks for the help Bren," She hugged me again before running upstairs to clean the blood up.
Ryan sighed "This isn't good..."
I glared at him.
"What?" He said glaring back.
I couldn't take it. I shoved him into a wall and ran upstairs to my room. He stood there behing me, dumbfounded.
LATER THAT NIGHT
(Nickie's POV)
I sat on Ryan's bed, staring at the celing. He went to go get some food, and Brendon was hiding somewhere. I don't know why. I ran my hand down my face, it hurt but I didn't really care, I was used to pain by now. All of the sudden i saw something flash by the window. I stared at it with big eyes. It looked like a big bird, but it was BIG, Like as big as a human... almost... Then it happened again. This time i saw what it was. He slid in the window and held a knife to my throat.
"I guess you can't be trusted... So you'll come with me," He whispered cunningly tying a scarf around my face.
I tried to scream but it was impossible. Fear was pumping through my veins. I knew I was going to die... I didn't care about that... all I cared about was Ryan.
He threw me out of the window and landed ontop of his pickup. I finally got out a scream in pain. He jumped out and started driving. All of the sudden I saw a pair of headlights. Ryan's. He saw me and looked horrified But before He could stop anything David pulled away so fast I could swear I was dead. He turned back to me.
"Goodnight," he pulled out a gun and everything went black.
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