Frank left about half an hour later, leaving me on my own to mourn the death of the relationship I had been in. I asked myself what was wrong with Brendon or me and why he'd left me. I heard a knock on the door. At first I thought it was Frank coming back to make sure I was okay. But, believe me, I couldn't have been more wrong. I didn't bother telling the person behind the door that they could come in, I was lost in a world inside my head, where there were unicorns, fairies and leprechauns. But most importantly, I was happy. Inside my head, I was still with Brendon. The door swung open, and in walked the man of my dreams. He blatantly pretended I wasn't there as he started filling a case with his belongings.
'Just collecting my stuff' He said, noticing that my eyes hadn't left him.
'Why, Bden? Why?' I asked, my voice little more than a whisper.
'I'm sorry RyRo, I really am. But... you see... There's someone else' He sighed.
'What's his name?' I asked, hoping he wasn't trading me for a 'newer model', a jock.
'HER name is Hannah' He said, grabbing the now-full case and leaving, slamming the door behind him. I couldn't believe it. 'He told me he was gay. He fucking lied to my face' I thought. suddenly, it was replaced with thoughts such as 'Was he bi?', 'Was I just a pity date?' and 'Was he just a fucking heartless, stupid, selfish, lying bastard?'
'Bden!' I yelled, bitter, salty tears rolling down my cheeks and falling gently into the corners or my mouth. I was scared because I felt alone, but I wanted to be alone. So the last thing I was expecting was to see Brendon walk in with a leech attached to his side. A leech with black hair and pale skin. She had one brown and one blue eye, and was wearing a black corseted dress with chain-covered boots and long black lace socks, to match the lace fingerless gloves. There was more lace, in the form of a choker. She also wore a bright black bow in her hair.
'This, Hannah, is my ex, Ryan Ross' Brendon said. 'So, the pretty girl is Hannah?' I thought. She reminded me of my sister, Catriona and Brendon's sister, Shadow. Except they didn't dress exactly like that. I thought of how great it would be to bring another girl into the group. I wanted her to be the fourth girl, since Jon's sister was also part of out little 'gang' and I knew that the three girls felt slightly left out being surrounded by 16 gay guys. The 20th member? Despite the constant issue of her being my replacement, I thought this would be a good idea. Maybe finally someone could teach the immature girls to grow up.