You've Had Every Chance (DOS!)

PATD_PWNs · Last edited by PATD_PWNs on Tue Jun 17, 2008 9:16 pm; edited 1 time in total

Author: As most of you know, my name is Brianna. To those who don't know me, my name is still Brianna.
Description:Ryan & Brendon were madly in love. Too bad one of the two band mates turned lovers screwed it up. Then Brianna came along and mended one of thier broken hearts. But will the other stand and watch as thier once true love finds love in another? Or will they do everything to win him back?
Disclaimer: Nothing is real. I don't own Ryan nor Brendon nor anyone involved.
Notes: Comment if you read and tell me if you like it or not.

RYAN'SPOV
"Where the f**k has Brendon gone to?" I ask Jon as I sat on the bar stool scanning the room.

The whole band and crew were at Angels and Kings celebrating the end of the Honda Civic Tour. It's been a crazy few months but Brendon and I were finally back together and that was all that mattered. Now if I could only find him...

"Don't worry about it, he's probably off talking to Pete or something." Jon answered, getting himself another drink from the bartender. Jon & I have become a lot closer this tour, he helped me through a lot of the drama included in having a relationship with a band mate.

"That's what I'm worried about." Pete's been known to give out free drinks to his close friends at A&Ks. Lots of free drinks. And Bren is what you would call a 'two beer queer', in the literal sense. Meaning, it doesn't take a lot to get him drunk. "I'm going to go look for him." I said, getting up and heading towards the other side of the crowded bar. I spot Pete talking to some important looking guy, and headed over.

"Hey, Ross. What's up?" Pete smiled patting me on the shoulder when I reached him. I could smell the tinge of alcohol laced in his breathe, but he was never one to act as drunk as he was.

"Hey, uhm. Have you seen Brendon around?" I asked.

"Yes I have. We had a few drinks but then he disappeared somewhere. You night want to go find him. He didn't look to uh...sober." Oh god, not something I wanted to hear.

"Thanks, Pete." I half-heartedly mumbled as I turned around to continue my search for my missing boyfriend. I walked around trying to look above the heads floating around the room. The music was blasting in every direction and I could feel a migraine coming on. So much for celebrating.

I was standing on my tippy toes in the middle of a particularly packed section near the bar when I saw the top of his head. It was bobbing in the right-hand corner of the bar, where the crowds thinned. and you could be partly alone. Sighing in relief to finally find him, I made my way over to Brendon, completely unaware that he was far from alone.

I pushed away the last person blocking the way to the man I was in love with.

Have you ever wanted to die? Find the nearest sharp object or tall building you could and end the misery your going through? Anything to take the pain away? Well welcome to the world of Ryan Ross. Because as soon as I pushed away that last person, I swear to god, I almost stole the beer bottle out of the nearest person's hands, broke off the top, and sliced my throat with it. Because after the last person was pushed away, it was like a curtain flying open, revealing the infidelity that was Brendon Urie's doing.

There he was. My boyfriend, the love of my life, the holder of my heart. But his lips sure as hell weren't on mine. The were all over some bleach blonde, full body-tanned thing. I quickly squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that maybe while pushing through the crowd I was stabbed by a heroine needle and was only hallucinating this horrible scene. But when I opened them again, the sight was once again revealed and this time it hurt about eighty nine trillion times worse.

"Brendon?!" I half shrieked, half sobed, half mumbled, jumbled. I was praying to God with every last bit of strength in my bod that it wouldn't be him when he turned around. Maybe it was some guy that looked like him. Same haircut, same shirt, same pants, same shoes. But maybe, just maybe I could be mistaken.

But somehow, over the blasting music, he heard me and turned around. f**k. I just feel the migraine kicking in.

Crazy diamond · Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 11:49 pm Post subject:

Aww I like it so far. Poor Ry Sad

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Uh huh, holy shit. It's about time you got off my dick.
A few times I've been around that track but your ass is still fat it's gonna stay like that, coz I aint your hollaback boy, I aint your hollaback boy.

Fangs Up! COBRA STYLE!

Amdy · Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:55 am Post subject:

I really like it too Very Happy

you should keep going, because I wanna read what happens.

PATD_PWNs · Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 11:32 am Post subject:

[: thank youuuu.

PATD_PWNs · Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 9:17 pm Post subject:

Chapter Dos

I had run outside moments later, trying not cry. Trying not to give a f**k. And even if I did, trying not to show it. Seconds later,he came bursting out of the door behind me.

"RYAN! WAIT!" He yelled after me as I stormed down the dark street.

"WHY?! SO YOU CAN TELL ME YOUR SORRY?! SO YOU CAN TELL ME IT WAS A MISTAKE?! WELL GUESS WHAT! I DON'T GIVE A f**k!" I couldn't help but scream. I couldn't help but cry. I couldn't help but feel like pushing him in the middle of the street in hope that a bus would come out of no where and send him to hell.

"Please...baby...I'm sorry." He said, starting to cry a little himself.

"Don't even start with that shit, Brendon. This is what ended us last time. And oh! Surprise, surprise. You've fucked it up again..."I growled angrily at him. Tears ran rapidly down both of our faces and there was silence.

"I don't know why it happened...!" He yelled more at himself then at me as he kicked madly at the wall of the club.

"Yeah, well neither do I. And I can't deal with it anymore. I can't deal with you anymore."

"What are you saying?" He sniffed looking back up at me.

"I'm saying...it's over. We're done. I can't let you keep hurting me." I replied softly. It was so hard to say out loud. But it was true. Ever since we got together it's been constant drama with us. Him cheating on me left and right, but me always forgiving him. That was done with. Over.

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Flash forward a few hours. Skip passed the shouts and tears Brendon yelled & shed trying to convince me that we could work it out. Skip passed the part where I told him it get over himself. Skip passed the part where he left me sitting on the curb crying. Skip passed the part where Spencer and Jon came out to see what happened. Skip passed the part where I told them to f**k off. Skip passed the part where I walked by myself through the dark streets of LA. And get to the part where I finally wore myself out and decided to take a rest on the side of a empty warehouse somewhere several blocks east of Angel and Kings.

"Wanna smoke?" I heard an unfamiliar voice hovering over me ask.

"What?" I ask in a rude tone, looking up at whomever it was. [i]She[/i] was a rather tall girl, probably the same height as me with long dark hair that came to her elbows. She was wearing short bright yellow shorts & a black and white striped sweater. Her arm was extended out to me with a pack of cigarettes in hand, one hung loosely in her mouth already lit.

Instead of answering my question, she just shook the pack in my face.

"Thanks." I reply in a half-mumble as I stand up and take one out of the box. I normally don't smoke but at the moment i guess you say I was a bit stressed.

"You looked like you needed it." She smiled lightly. As the mystery girl leaned against the wall next to me, she took a long drag of the smoke and puffed it into the air in perfect circle. "I've got skills." She laughed when she saw me looking at her strangely.

"Oh yeah, I can tell." I reply, turning my eyes to the ground.

"So. Why you so down?" She said nudging me with her shoulder.

"Me? Down?"

"Well, you walked up here looking like you were about to cry or just stopped crying. And your by yourself in the middle of LA. Something's wrong, man. Fess up." She said in a matter-of-fact sort of way.

"If your so good at reading me, go ahead, guess. What's wrong with me? Go. I dare you." I said, also taking a long drag of the cigarette.

"Ok, fine..." She said, moving back and taking a hard , long look over at me. "You and your girlfriend just broke up. I'm going to take wild guess and say infidelity..." She said nodding in agreement with herself.

"So close. But try boyfriend." I said shrugging at her and putting the cigarette out.

"Hmm. I knew that."

"Sure you did. I better be heading back. Nice chatting." I said, sarcasm somewhat laced in.

"Wait, Ryan!" She said as I began to walk away.

"Hm?" I said turning back to her about half a black away at this point.

"Give me a call sometime. To talk." She said, jogging up to me and writing her number on my hand. I guess she didn't really get the part where I said I had just broken up with my boyfriend. "I'm Brianna, by the way."

"Ryan."

And with that I walked away. Back to the dark streets leading me to the club that held my brand new ex. What a blasty blast that one should be.

I looked down at my hand and read the smudged numbers written in curly handwriting. What was her name again? Do I care at this point? And with that, I walked into the smokey club.

musicmakesmeloco · Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2008 9:18 pm Post subject:

oooh i love it Bri!

moooooreems?
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Say my name, and his in the same breath, I
Dare you to say they taste the same,
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames

Brace myself and let go,
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now

I don't care what you think
'Cuz as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery

Oh, take a chance, let your body get a tolerance,
I'm not a chance, but a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette,
Pawn Shop, I'm trading up (trading up)

I'm the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist,
Sweat it out, shut your mouth,
Free love on the streets, but
In the alley and I ain't that cheap, now

musicmakesmeloco · Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 6:26 am Post subject:

OI!
_________________
Say my name, and his in the same breath, I
Dare you to say they taste the same,
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames

Brace myself and let go,
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now

I don't care what you think
'Cuz as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery

Oh, take a chance, let your body get a tolerance,
I'm not a chance, but a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette,
Pawn Shop, I'm trading up (trading up)

I'm the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist,
Sweat it out, shut your mouth,
Free love on the streets, but
In the alley and I ain't that cheap, now

PATD_PWNs · Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 11:17 am Post subject:

i dont know if im going to continue this.
*thinks hard*
hmmmmmmmmm.

hiatus until done gabilliam?
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musicmakesmeloco · Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 5:57 pm Post subject:

*pouts* kaaaay
but you better finish gabilliam then!

just cause you love me xD
wait..... do you?
_________________
Say my name, and his in the same breath, I
Dare you to say they taste the same,
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames

Brace myself and let go,
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now

I don't care what you think
'Cuz as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery

Oh, take a chance, let your body get a tolerance,
I'm not a chance, but a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette,
Pawn Shop, I'm trading up (trading up)

I'm the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist,
Sweat it out, shut your mouth,
Free love on the streets, but
In the alley and I ain't that cheap, now

PATD_PWNs · Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 6:50 pm Post subject:

bahaha. i do, i do.<33

and yesss. the gabilliam is going to over after all this bryce shit.
[: be patient.
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musicmakesmeloco · Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 12:12 am Post subject:

ohh... right... bryce *scowls*

i'm being patient.... for now
*tick tock tick tock*
_________________
Say my name, and his in the same breath, I
Dare you to say they taste the same,
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames

Brace myself and let go,
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now

I don't care what you think
'Cuz as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery

Oh, take a chance, let your body get a tolerance,
I'm not a chance, but a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette,
Pawn Shop, I'm trading up (trading up)

I'm the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist,
Sweat it out, shut your mouth,
Free love on the streets, but
In the alley and I ain't that cheap, now

musicmakesmeloco · Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 10:19 pm Post subject:

oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
you said after gabilliam
and I'm sure that was just implying the FIRST gabilliam, not the sequel?
_________________
Say my name, and his in the same breath, I
Dare you to say they taste the same,
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames

Brace myself and let go,
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now

I don't care what you think
'Cuz as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery

Oh, take a chance, let your body get a tolerance,
I'm not a chance, but a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette,
Pawn Shop, I'm trading up (trading up)

I'm the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist,
Sweat it out, shut your mouth,
Free love on the streets, but
In the alley and I ain't that cheap, now