"what happened last night?" he asked again, him now laying on the couch face down. "i feel drugged"
"well, when a boy and a girl really love eachother-" i said, smirking and laughing
"not that you idiot! i mean at the party. it was super shady, we're idiots for going" he said, rolling his eyes. "be thankful drunk me remembers condoms"
"okay well...i think we joined a cult" i joked, laughing loudly. "explains the tattoos. don't worry, it's probably just a bunch of edgy kids starting a cult worshipping kiss or something" i said, shrugging.
"i guess so" he said.
"hey, you got mail" brendon's dad said, walking in and handing brendon a small brown box that looked damaged, lazily wrapped.
"did you order new guitar tuners?" i asked, leaning back in the couch.
"no" he said, confused as he opened the box.
inside wasn't guitar tuners.
"what the fuck" i said, taking out a star necklace, the star of satan.
"did they follow us home?" he asked.
"i-i don't know" i said.
inside was a notes.
" you joined us. if you want to leave us, meet us. 62 tyler street, the old church. if you don't come, you're one of us. you must come to be free, or if you don't your soul wont be saved. 6 pm sharp tonight, don't be late"
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SAVE ROCK N ROLL - BRENDON URIE
Fanfiction' in the end, rock n roll will save us all ' in which two best friends who would die for rock n roll actually get in a situation where they might die for rock n roll. where monsters are born.
