What a Catch! (Panic! At The Disco fanfiction )

Chapter 7- I can't do it....

Brendon POV

Why was she phoning me? Does she honestly think we can have had no contact for months and resume a relationship as normal? Seriously?

"What do you want?" I spat, looking cautiously at Ryan.

"I want to know what you think of me!" She exclaimed chirply from the other end of the phone,

"What?" I asked confused, was she drunk? This early? "Are you drunk?"

"No. Just Merry..." She slurred. Yes, she was drunk. "I wanna get back with you.." My heart was pounding. Sarah had been my crush since 1st grade. She had all the boys drooling at her feet, I was no exception.

"Sarah..." I began, avoiding Ryan's gaze.

"Is that a yes then?" She chirped.

"No, wait, I don't know..." I shut my eyes, "Let me think okay?" I said before hanging up. Ryan's eyes were lazers and I could feel them burning against my skin.

"I knew it was too good to be true.." He stammered, I heard him stuggle to gather his senses. Way to make me feel bad... 

"Ryan.." I said, without realising this was the same technique I'd used on Sarah. He scoffed and I opened my eyes.  He was sat up, his head in his hands,

"Don't think you can manipulate me like you do her!" He snapped and stormed out of the room. I really needed to control my stupid big mouth!

"Ryan, wait!" I called after him, jumping down from the bunk.

"What can you possibly say to dig you out of this one?" Spencer appeared at the door way. We must have been shouting for them to hear us. Jon was already chasing Ryan down the corridor and outside. I looked hopelessly to Spencer,

"What do I do?"  I pleaded. Somehow, he was the responsible one and I was the child. It had always been that way, Ryan and Jon just hanging in the middle. Spencer put his hands on my shoulders reassuringly,

"What is your head saying?" I wasn't sure where he was going with this...

"Ryan.."

"And your heart?"

"Sarah..."  I clasped my hands to my mouth in realisation, "No,, Spencer, that can't be right!"  He simply shrugged and followed after Jon. I couldn't bring myself to chase them. I'd promised I wouldn't use Ryan, but isn't that what I'd just done? Destroyed any friendship or relationship that ever was or to be? I punched a wall in anger, tearing the skin across my stretched knuckles. A tear forms in my eye as I notice the loose bracelet hanging around my wrist. A friendship bracelet Ryan had bought me when I was 15. If he hadn't torn it off in distrust, he'd still be wearing his own. I gently stroked the beads, rubbing them against my cheek. The memories were painful, especially knowing now how he truly felt. How I truly felt. My phone was ringing again, vibrating against my side. I picked it up, not checking who was calling,

"Leave me alone, I don't want anything more to do with you." I spat, then pulled the phone into sight. My heart stopped. It wasn't Sarah. It was Ryan