Heart Of Glass {{standalone}}
Title:Heart Of Glass
Author: uponxstring
Rating:[PG14] drug and alcohol refrance
Pairing:Brendon/Ryan
POV:1st, Brendon
Summary:In Ryan's eyes Brendon is a nothing, Who loves a nothing?
Disclaimer:Title belongs to Blondie. Fiction.
Author Notes:My other account was Xmarionette.
Dear Dairy,
I love him so much but all he sees is my cover. They very stereotype Brendon who has no internal thought but go out and does. I basically have no feelings to him, all my feel in love is num according to him. Who loves a nothing?
Every time I want to bond with him and get to know him better be pushes me away. Apparently he has things to do every time I walk into the same room as he is in. My heart just dies a little every time. I don’t know how he did it but he did, he stayed completely away from me while in a cabin with only two other people not including ourselves. Who does that? Who after about 3 years wants out on something so simple as a friend ship. I spent my cabin days on top of the roof floating over the sunset watching the stars staring to set in. With a guitar in my hand I sung clique love songs sending the notes down in your bed.
“Brendon shut the fuck up I’m trying to sleep,” That’s all you said back.
Watching your whorish girlfriends walk around this place like they own it in your boxers, just disgusting. All he did was parade those chicks around like is we haven’t already gotten the point. Going up to the roof top is like a nine year old going into their fort for the first time, it’s somewhere to be safe in, it somewhere where no girls are allowed in. He didn’t want me being around so why should I want to be around?
Recording was pure hell. He never wanted to be alone with me. Something with a virgina always occupied Ryan’s lap. Giggling and tickling always happened behind the glass. In the boxed cage I stood, no way out, I had to take in the sight of a broken heart. A heart broken once is bad enough but it always getting smashed in to little tiny pieces hurts like hell, for it’s all the thoughts of what could be.
If I wrote down everything I loved about you I would have a novel. If I wrote down how long I would keep loving you for it would take till the end of time. If I had to suffer so much pain just to get to you I would do it in a heart beat, but if I had to feel all this pain and still not get you…I prefer never knowing you for I will hurt oh so much.
They say when you stop wanting something you’ll get it, so I gave up. I finally had it in my mind that you will never love me, I am just wasting my time. Maybe there is someone out there who would love me for and just me. I went out looking for that person. Staying out late, clubbing, alcohol and drugs. I was sure I didn’t want you. No I just didn’t want to admit it.
Drinking alone does one no good. I had no one to hold me down so I went. I went with a bottle in one hand to your door. Knock knock I yelled out. I smashed the bottle against your door. You wouldn’t answer, he didn’t answer. I fell to knees, pieces of broken glass priced my skin and the crimson blood came pouring down. I love you come back, that’s all that went through me head. With a bloody finger I drew a heart on your door. He loves me too I assured myself, he loves me too.
I love you so much Ryan Ross, please come back to me. I’m all cleared up, no more toxic in me. I would stop acting all random. I would grow out my hair for you if you just say that you love me too. Just please, please love me because my heart is just too broken to be fixed by anyone else but you.
-Brendon Urie
Author’s note: sequel y/n?
Author: uponxstring
Rating:[PG14] drug and alcohol refrance
Pairing:Brendon/Ryan
POV:1st, Brendon
Summary:In Ryan's eyes Brendon is a nothing, Who loves a nothing?
Disclaimer:Title belongs to Blondie. Fiction.
Author Notes:My other account was Xmarionette.
Dear Dairy,
I love him so much but all he sees is my cover. They very stereotype Brendon who has no internal thought but go out and does. I basically have no feelings to him, all my feel in love is num according to him. Who loves a nothing?
Every time I want to bond with him and get to know him better be pushes me away. Apparently he has things to do every time I walk into the same room as he is in. My heart just dies a little every time. I don’t know how he did it but he did, he stayed completely away from me while in a cabin with only two other people not including ourselves. Who does that? Who after about 3 years wants out on something so simple as a friend ship. I spent my cabin days on top of the roof floating over the sunset watching the stars staring to set in. With a guitar in my hand I sung clique love songs sending the notes down in your bed.
“Brendon shut the fuck up I’m trying to sleep,” That’s all you said back.
Watching your whorish girlfriends walk around this place like they own it in your boxers, just disgusting. All he did was parade those chicks around like is we haven’t already gotten the point. Going up to the roof top is like a nine year old going into their fort for the first time, it’s somewhere to be safe in, it somewhere where no girls are allowed in. He didn’t want me being around so why should I want to be around?
Recording was pure hell. He never wanted to be alone with me. Something with a virgina always occupied Ryan’s lap. Giggling and tickling always happened behind the glass. In the boxed cage I stood, no way out, I had to take in the sight of a broken heart. A heart broken once is bad enough but it always getting smashed in to little tiny pieces hurts like hell, for it’s all the thoughts of what could be.
If I wrote down everything I loved about you I would have a novel. If I wrote down how long I would keep loving you for it would take till the end of time. If I had to suffer so much pain just to get to you I would do it in a heart beat, but if I had to feel all this pain and still not get you…I prefer never knowing you for I will hurt oh so much.
They say when you stop wanting something you’ll get it, so I gave up. I finally had it in my mind that you will never love me, I am just wasting my time. Maybe there is someone out there who would love me for and just me. I went out looking for that person. Staying out late, clubbing, alcohol and drugs. I was sure I didn’t want you. No I just didn’t want to admit it.
Drinking alone does one no good. I had no one to hold me down so I went. I went with a bottle in one hand to your door. Knock knock I yelled out. I smashed the bottle against your door. You wouldn’t answer, he didn’t answer. I fell to knees, pieces of broken glass priced my skin and the crimson blood came pouring down. I love you come back, that’s all that went through me head. With a bloody finger I drew a heart on your door. He loves me too I assured myself, he loves me too.
I love you so much Ryan Ross, please come back to me. I’m all cleared up, no more toxic in me. I would stop acting all random. I would grow out my hair for you if you just say that you love me too. Just please, please love me because my heart is just too broken to be fixed by anyone else but you.
-Brendon Urie
Author’s note: sequel y/n?