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Cemetery boy

Behind the panic!

The drinks here are strange. They taste sweet...look....like water...and....seem...to...be...making...everything....a....little...bit, why is everything upside down?

My thoughts continued in their dream-like state for who knows how long, nothing was making sense yet everything had never been more obvious

“George?....George?” I turn my head towards the faintly farmiliar voice

The face is a puzzle of a bad tan and an emo side fringe

“SLEAZE BALL” I greet Pete and wrap my arms around him as if he were actually my friend

“You tosser! We need to do this shit more often” I tried to whisper but my voice seemed to
be thrown around the room, with the blurry people’s faces turning to me in disgust

Pete pulls me closer to him and picks me up, I feel like a child with the way that his carrying me. As he carries half my weight across the dance floor I pull away from him for a second to yell out:

“MURDER ON THE DANCE FLOOR” I giggle slightly after he manages to catch me and picks me up, tighter this time and sits me down on a stool near the entrance of the building

“George” he begins

“Don’t call me that wanker”

Pete frowns “What the hell does my Luxuria see in you? Anyway, this is incredibly important-“

“So is my dick” I say dreamily before adding “Which is why I need to find Brenny Bear”

Pete looked at me with slight disgust “Well this is about Brenny Bear: and it’s this...something is going to happen...something big-“

“Yeah, I know this already” I interrupt him again and spread my arms out as if it were the most obvious thing in the world and repeat

“...my dick is this the big thing that’s going to happen if I don’t find Brenny soon”

At this point Pete rolled his eyes before muttering “What is it with humans and obsessions with the sexual anatomy...anyway my VERY important message is that at this time: no matter what happens no matter what he says, stay with him”

He helped me to my feet and I cling to him slightly with a confused look on my face

“Well that’s the most useless piece of information I’ve been given in my entire life”

Pete smiled oddly “Just remember it and all shall be well”

I roll my eyes

“Run along now” Pete whispered with that stupid smile on his face “Brendon’s outside...I suggest that you join him”

I nod and begin walking out. The entrance doors had a gigantic banner spread across the ceiling

“Welcoming the Vices and Virtues of the panic”.....whatever that meant

I stumbled outside to Kansas

He was standing with his back turned. I could see the cigarette in his shaking hand
I wrapped my arms around him from behind

“I don’t understand” I whispered softly “I don’t understand any of this...but I’m sorry”

What had he seen in the half-way house....that made him seem so distant? Why were all those people calling him Lux-or whatever...and why was he a traitor? A few tears escaped my eyes and I tried to wipe them away before he saw them, I hated people seeing me cry.

Brendon turned to me slowly

“Ryan, you must understand, I haven’t been completely honest with you ...”
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Please cue the OMG moment, I love everyone that comments! And reads ect: but I’d love you even more if you comment! :D

and please excuse Petes creepy behaviour...well he IS pete :D