I'll Be Your Affection (6/7)
Title: I’ll Be Your Affection
Author: thefabrosevest (me)
Raiting: PG-13
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan and Alex/Sam
POV: 1st, Sam’s
Summary: Sequel to Just What I'm Used To
My name is Sam and my whole family situation is kind of fucked up.
Disclaimer: FAKE
Author’s Notes: People asked for it so here it is. Don’t like it? Don’t read it. I swear to god if I get hate I will delete it!
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Later that day we visit Brendon at the hospital again and the doctor just shakes his head when Ryan asks if anything changed.
We keep doing that for a while. William, Gabe, Alex, Ryan and I visit the hospital every day for the next month. Then Will and Gabe don’t come with us as much anymore.
Somewhere between school starts again and Alex and I barely go there anymore, mainly because I just can’t take it anymore.
But no matter what happens Ryan visits him every single day.
I don’t go to the therapist this year. My teachers ask me why I’m not going but I always just say that I have a lot to do.
Three more months pass and Ryan is a wreck.
He barely eats anymore and I found him looking through pictures at midnight more than once.
But no matter how down he is he visits Brendon every day.
School got a lot easier though. I guess Ryan called to tell them what’s going on or whatever. All I know is that most people know what’s going on in my family so they leave me alone. Even the teachers stopped annoying me.
I can basically just sit through every class without doing anything and that’s really nice to be honest.
Well then there’s music class.
“Alright class, all of you know that our school prom is in two months so you need to learn how to dance.” Our teacher explains and I sigh and turn to Alex.
“Is she serious?” I whisper and he shrugs. “I won’t fucking dance.”
He just chuckles and keeps looking at the teacher while leaning down to me.
“Why not? By the way, do you already have a date for the prom?”
I roll my eyes and punch his side.
“Yes, I will go with you asshole.”
“Who said I want you to be my date.”
I raise an eyebrow at him when everyone suddenly starts to move.
“Wait, what are we supposed to do?”
Alex turns towards me and smirks.
“We have to form pairs.”
“What for?”
“What do you think?”
“No, I told you I won’t dance.”
“Don’t be a bitch, Sammy.”
I mumble some curses under my breath but step closer to him, waiting for the teacher to explain.
“The most common dance is an easy waltz.” She says and shows us the steps.
Everyone watches her for a while before turning to their partners.
“I won’t dance.” I repeat but Alex just sighs and takes my hand.
“You have to.”
“No”
“Yes”
He pulls so I turn to look at him.
“One hand on my shoulder.” He says and I roll my eyes but do as I am told.
He places a hand on my hip and I raise an eyebrow.
“Wait, I’m so not the girl.” I chuckle and he squeezes my hip.
“Do you want to dance with a girl instead?”
I shake my head.
“Then one of us has to be the girl and since I’m taller and you act like one most of the time I guess you have to take that role.”
I glare at him but remain silent.
“Now, let’s try this.”
I take a deep breath and look down at our feet, trying to get the steps right. After a few minutes we manage to build up a rhythm and I look up at him.
“I’m so skipping that prom if I have to dance like this.” I bitch and he squeezes my hip again.
“Keep bitching and I will force you to wear a dress.”
“Ha fucking ha”
“You know Ryan would help me.”
“Well fuck”
*
“I think I should go home for a while.” Alex says on the way home.
I look up at him and shrug.
“You decided to stay with me.” I mumble.
“Well yes, I don’t really want to leave you alone with all the shit that’s going on. I just think my parents might forget my face if I don’t come home for a while.” He chuckles and wraps an arm around me.
“True, Gabe would start feeding some stranger because he forgot what you look like.” I laugh and Alex nods.
“Exactly. I don’t want that to happen.”
“Understandable”
“So…see you later?”
I nod and watch as he walks into the other direction. A sigh escapes me and I make my way home on my own. When I arrive there I frown because it doesn’t smell like food and I don’t hear Ryan hum to himself or whatever. I walk in and look around but there’s no one there. With a frown I walk into the kitchen and there’s a note on the fridge.
I’ll stay in the hospital over night
I made some pizza ♥
Love, dad
I shrug and open the fridge.
*
I spend the whole day in front of the TV with Kitty in my lap. She’s purring loudly and I pet her unconsciously with one hand while munching some popcorn with the other. There’s some shitty movie on but I got so bored that I started watching it anyway.
When my phone buzzes I groan and reach out to grab it. It’s a text from Alex.
Come meet me at the park?
I look down at Kitty and she meows.
“Do you think I should go?” I ask her and she gets up. “Wow, is that a yes or a no?”
She leaves the room and I groan before getting up and grabbing a hoodie.
“I just hope there’s a good reason.” I mumble to myself before leaving.
Then minutes later I arrive at the park and see Alex on the swing with a bottle in his hand.
“Hey!” he cheers and runs over to me to hug me.
“Uh, hey?”
I draw back and observe him.
“Are you drunk?”
He shakes his head but I raise an eyebrow and look at the bottle in his hand.
“Okay, maybe a bit. Gabe gave me the vodka because Will didn’t allow him to drink it.”
“Wow, your family needs a sitcom.”
“I know, right? That would be so funny! And you would be the guest star and everyone would start cheering every time you show up!” he laughs and runs back to the swings.
I take a deep breath before following and sitting down on the swing next to him.
“Want some?” he asks and holds the bottle out.
“Not really.”
“Oh come on!”
“No”
“Please!”
“No”
“Sammy! I wanna make out and you’re a bitch right now so please get drunk with me so we can make out.”
I glare at him but take the bottle and take a small sip.
“Ugh, I hate vodka.” I hiss and hand it back to him.
“Me too”
“Then why did you drink it?”
“I don’t know.”
I look at him and he just stares at the ground.
This is the first time that it occurs to me that Ryan and I aren’t the only ones suffering because of everything that happened. Alex always tries to be the strong one so I don’t have to be but now I see that he isn’t as strong as I thought.
“Hey, are you okay?” I whisper and he chuckles and nods. “You don’t look okay.”
“I just- ” he stops and looks at me. “I just really want all this to be over so everyone can be happy again but I guess that’s not an option with out families.”
“Nothing is easy with our fucked up life.” I mumble and he beams at me. “What?”
“You said our life.”
“Well, our parents basically planned our wedding already and you know that my father always gets what he wants.” I shrug and smile at the ground.
“Aw, you like me.”
“You know I do. It’s not like I have another choice.”
“True”
I nod and look over the dark playground.
“Can we make out now?” he asks and I laugh.
“No”
“Why not? You just confessed that you like me.”
“Yes, but you’re drunk.”
“Then get drunk with me.”
“No, remember the last time I got drunk?”
“Of course I do.” He giggles with a lazy smirk. “Sadly you weren’t drunk enough.”
“I’ll just pretend I didn’t hear that.”
He laughs and gets up to stand in front of me, taking my hands and pulling me to my feet.
“You are acting like a bitch again.” He slurs and pouts. “I prefer the other Sam.”
“The other Sam?”
“The one that isn’t a bitch all the time.”
I’m about to bitch at him but he sounds really sad so I sigh and step closer to him. He smiles and hugs me.
“By the way, are you my boyfriend by now?”
I roll my eyes and poke his side.
“I think I’ve been since the first time you kissed me.”
“But you always said you weren’t.”
“Yeah… as you said, that was bitchy me.” I laugh.
“Hm true. So now you’re not bitchy you?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Good, does that mean we can make out?”
I sigh and take the bottle from him.
“I think you’ve had enough for tonight. Are you coming with me or do you want to go home?”
“Wherever you go I follow.” He giggles and I throw the bottle away. “Now let’s make out.”
“No, we can cuddle but that’s it.”
“Fine with me.”
*
3rd POV
Ryan is sitting beside the bed, holding Brendon’s hand while he waits for the doctor to come.
“Mr. Urie?”
He looks up and takes a deep breath before letting go of his husband’s hand and walking over to the man
“Any news?” he asks and the doctor looks down at the file.
“Yes, but I’m afraid it’s nothing good.”
Ryan nods and bites his lip to stop it from trembling.
“Mr. Urie, I want to be honest with you. The chances that your husband will wake up are zero. His organs stopped working and his heart wouldn’t be beating without those machines.”
A sob escapes Ryan and he nods. The doctor waits a few seconds before holding a paper and a pen out.
Ryan frowns and reads through it.
“Really, the only thing we can do is stop his suffering.”
Ryan shakes his head, tears hot in his eyes.
“No, I won’t let you turn the machines off.”
“Mr- ”
“No!”
“Please, there is nothing we can do. He won’t wake up.”
Ryan turns and walks over to sit next to the bed again.
“He will. I don’t care what it takes.”
The doctor sighs and leaves the room.
Ryan takes Brendon’s hand again and smiles.
Chapter 7