Like Vines, We Intertwine
Similarites
Chapter 8
(Brendon's POV)
I hope my plan will work. I need to get Ryan to stop moping. Hopefully, Erelin will be able to shed some light on him. I hope he forgets about what happen to him and Charlotte. Good thing Erelin’s single. I would totally hit on her.
*SLAP*
“Oww!”I yelled, rubbing the back of my head.
I looked over to see Elizabeth standing next to me.
“Whatcha do that for?” I asked as I rubbed my head.
“I can read your thoughts Brendon Boyd Urie.”
My eyes went wide, really wide. She shook her head and starting giggling.
“Babe, what’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing.”
“Your lying look is telling me something else.”
“I didn’t…”
Just then I heard the door to the bus slam open. Whew! Saved by the bell. I looked over to see Erelin storming in, on the verge of tears.
“Erelin, what’s wrong?” Jon asked.
“Yea, how did it go with Ry?” I asked eagerly.
“Just great, until he was about to chase after me,” she said sarcastically.
“Oooo. Kinky,” I said.
“Uhhh, not in a good way. Your best friend yelled at me for no frickin' reason.”
“What… I wonder,” I stopped and looked at her.
“Oh my God,” I said.
“You have the same face Ryan had. I need to get out of here before you chase after me too.”
Erelin then looked confused.
“Where is everyone?”
“Sound check…”Jon said.
“Thanks.”
Erelin turned around and left .
“Erelin…”
“Leave me alone,” she said as she cut me off.
“I’m gonna go check on Ryan.”
"Alright," Jon said as he continued to play Guitar Hero.
I got up and left The Hush Sound bus and headed towards our bus.
"Ry?" I said as I opened the door.
"Bren, tell me I'm not going insane..." Ryan said as he got up his seat, with a psycho look on his face.
"You're not. I see it too."
"Really?" He said as he shoved a picture of Charlotte and him.
I stared at the picture and then at him.
"Well...wow. Maybe she doesn't know her."
"Yea, whatever. Look at the similarities!"
"Well, I'll see. ok? I'll talk to her. Are you ok?"
"Yea," he said with a little frustration.
"Come on... get ready," I said as I gave him the picture back with a pat on the back
(Brendon's POV)
I hope my plan will work. I need to get Ryan to stop moping. Hopefully, Erelin will be able to shed some light on him. I hope he forgets about what happen to him and Charlotte. Good thing Erelin’s single. I would totally hit on her.
*SLAP*
“Oww!”I yelled, rubbing the back of my head.
I looked over to see Elizabeth standing next to me.
“Whatcha do that for?” I asked as I rubbed my head.
“I can read your thoughts Brendon Boyd Urie.”
My eyes went wide, really wide. She shook her head and starting giggling.
“Babe, what’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing.”
“Your lying look is telling me something else.”
“I didn’t…”
Just then I heard the door to the bus slam open. Whew! Saved by the bell. I looked over to see Erelin storming in, on the verge of tears.
“Erelin, what’s wrong?” Jon asked.
“Yea, how did it go with Ry?” I asked eagerly.
“Just great, until he was about to chase after me,” she said sarcastically.
“Oooo. Kinky,” I said.
“Uhhh, not in a good way. Your best friend yelled at me for no frickin' reason.”
“What… I wonder,” I stopped and looked at her.
“Oh my God,” I said.
“You have the same face Ryan had. I need to get out of here before you chase after me too.”
Erelin then looked confused.
“Where is everyone?”
“Sound check…”Jon said.
“Thanks.”
Erelin turned around and left .
“Erelin…”
“Leave me alone,” she said as she cut me off.
“I’m gonna go check on Ryan.”
"Alright," Jon said as he continued to play Guitar Hero.
I got up and left The Hush Sound bus and headed towards our bus.
"Ry?" I said as I opened the door.
"Bren, tell me I'm not going insane..." Ryan said as he got up his seat, with a psycho look on his face.
"You're not. I see it too."
"Really?" He said as he shoved a picture of Charlotte and him.
I stared at the picture and then at him.
"Well...wow. Maybe she doesn't know her."
"Yea, whatever. Look at the similarities!"
"Well, I'll see. ok? I'll talk to her. Are you ok?"
"Yea," he said with a little frustration.
"Come on... get ready," I said as I gave him the picture back with a pat on the back