Don't Play With My Money!

Chapter 6

These two are at the after-party with a bunch of famous artists. Brendon goes up to Roxianne and tells her to loosen up a little. "Roxi, I know I have been hard on you. I wanna change b-but it's too hard." Brendon sighs. 'I can't go back'  

*Flashback*

"I-I'm so s-sorry." Brendon drops the knife and falls to his knees. "SARAH!" Brendon screams.

"What have I done?" Brendon whispers. He shakes violently and shivers run up and down his spine. "I'm gonna go to j-jail." Brendon realizes.

"Hide the body, tell her parents, and get rid of the evidence." Brendon says to himself making sure he gets every single drop of blood on him.

"GET IT TOGETHER! BRENDON, YOU GOT THIS! IT IS ALL A BAD DREAM!" He cries and tries to clear his head.

"Alright. Brendon, find a place where no one goes. Blow up the car? No. River? I'll just leave her by the back alley... Yeah.. yeah." Brendon speeds off.

"I'm sorry." Brendon cries. Brendon walks away and stands near his car. He gets into his car and slams his hands on the steering wheel. "FUCK! WHY?!" Brendon sobs.

Brendon gets all the letters he sent her and the photos of her, burnt it all. "No more. No more hurt." Brendon watches the flames flicker.

"I can't do this. I can see it on the news, Panic! At The Disco's lead singer, Brendon Urie significant other dead in a tragic accident." Brendon slumps back and sighs.

*End Of Flashback*

    "Brendon?" Roxianne pushes his shoulder. "Huh?" Brendon looks around. "Are you okay? Did you blackout or something?" Roxianne touches his forehead. Brendon grabs her wrist, "Sorry, still a little jumpy." He laughs. Roxianne grabs his hand and takes him to the car. "No more drinking, Mister!" Roxianne laughs.
"Yeah, I guess so." Brendon grabs the keys. "No! Give me the keys, you're too drunk!" Roxianne commands. "No, it's my car." Brendon sticks his tongue out. Roxianne jumps up and grabs the keys, "My life." She laughs. "You got me there." He laughs back.

    Once they get back, they take showers and get ready for bed. "Hey, Roxianne?" Brendon calls her. "Yeah?" Roxianne says muffled. "Can you come here?" Brendon bites his nails. "Sure." She walks in. "What's up?" She wipes her face with a towel. "If we're going to try this couple thing, would you, w-would you like to sleepinthebedtogether?" Brendon blushes hard. "Sure, did Halsey get Turnip from my apartment?" Roxianne climbs into his bed. "I think so." Brendon tilts his head. Brendon turns off the light and puts his arm around Brendon. "You're warm." Roxianne whispers.  ' You're warm! ' Sarah giggles. "Get off!" Brendon yells suddenly. Roxianne flinches and gets up quickly. "I'm sorry, just here." Brendon holds her hand and kisses it. "Sorry." He laughs.

A/N
I swear I'm not a murder! I just watch a lot of crime tv shows and get inspiration from them sooo... yeah! 😅