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Chapter 7
Kendra’s POV
I heard someone come home. I just wanted to disappear. I prayed it wasn’t Brendon. I don’t think Patrick would come to my room. I waited a few minutes and then finally was able to breath. I couldn’t get to sleep. I just laid in bed. Next thing I know Patrick knocked on my door. Why can’t he leave me alone? He opened the door. “Kendra, are you sick?” I couldn’t think. “No.” My back was towards him. “What’s wrong?” How dare he ask me that. I said the only thing on my mind. “I seen you and Brendon.”
He was quiet. Next thing I know he’s kneeling in front of my by the bed. “Sweetheart, it means nothing. He loves you.” “How do you know?” “I guess I don’t, but I know he loves you. He doesn’t want to hurt you. You are special to him.” I sat up in bed. “Wait a minute. What do you mean by he doesn’t want to hurt me? So, you’ve talked about me? How long have you two been fucking? What was this morning about?”
“We haven’t been doing anything. Today was the first. This morning was what it was. Kendra, I care for you. But I also care for Brendon. Your both very special to me. I told Brendon my feeling the other day. He told me some things. He’ll need to tell you himself.” “What am I going to do?” Patrick sat on the bed and took me into his arms. I laid my head on his shoulder. “I wish I knew. Brendon and I were going to talk when he got back. I wish you wouldn’t of seen us.” “Me too, but I don’t want to be lied to either.” “I know. Are you going to tell Brendon?”
“I’m going to have to. He’s leaving and I don’t want to have this to think about.” “If you want me there, I will be.” “Thank you, Patrick.” He kissed me on the lips. “Patrick, what are you doing?” “Kissing you.” “I know, but you can’t keep playing Brendon and me. Plus, if you’ve forgotten Brendon and I are dating.” “I know. I’m sorry. I just feel for both of you. I don’t know what is wrong with me. I want you both. I took his hand. “I wish I knew what to say. It’s complicated isn’t it?” “To say the least. I have some work to do. If you need me or anything I’ll be in my office.” “Alright. I think I’m going to take a shower.”
Patrick’s POV
I left Kendra’s room and went to my office. I wanted to strangle Brendon. I guess, it was my fault to. I could of stopped him at any time and I didn’t. I wonder if he seen Kendra. God, how upset Kendra must have been after she seen us. I heard the bathroom door close. All I could think of was her in the shower. I shook my head and opened my computer.
I was working on a second song when there was a knock on the door. “Yeah.” Brendon came in the room. “Hey.” “Hi. What are you doing?” “Working on a couple of songs. You better check on Kendra.” “Why?” “Just do it.” “Oh god. She seen us.” I looked at him. “You fucker. You seen her. Did you set everything up?” He didn’t say anything. I stood up and walked to him.
“You’re an asshole. Why would you do that?” “I technically didn’t know if she would come back. I seen her hoodie and figured she would be back.” “Brendon, you wanted me to see you and Patrick?” Brendon and I turned around. “Well, Brendon. Tell her.” “I guess. I couldn’t tell you about me. I think I’m bi. Now I know I am. I didn’t want to hurt you.” “Hurt me! You were sucking Patrick’s dick. How in the hell do you think I would feel? I want you out tonight. We’ll talk when you get back.” “Baby, no.” “Brendon, get your shit you need for the tour and leave.”
Brendon left and I walked to Kendra. “Are you alright?” She gave me a funny look. “Okay, stupid question.” She started to cry. I took her into my arms. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what his problem is. I looked at the doorway and Brendon was standing there.
Brendon’s POV
I left Patrick’s office. What the fuck was I going to do? I grabbed a bunch of clothes and put them in my suitcase. I quickly wrote Kendra a note and left it on the bed. I took my guitar and suitcase and walked to Patrick’s office. She was in his arms. “Kendra, Brendon is here.” She turned around. “Are you all ready?” She asked me. “Yeah. I got a hotel room at The Rosemont. If you need anything I’ll be there until 9 tomorrow. I’ll have my cell then. Patrick will take care of you. I do love you. I don’t know why I did it. Please forgive m. I don’t expect an answer now, but just know I do want your forgiveness. I love you.”
She went into my arms. “I love you, Brendon. Have a good time.” I kissed her. “I will.” “Give me some time. Please understand.” “I do. We’ll get through this.” I left her with Patrick. Once I got to the hotel. I laid on the bed and called Ryan. I told him what was going on. Besides Kendra, he was my best friend. Of course, he wasn’t much help. Who was I kidding, who really could help me? I grabbed my jacket and went to the bar.
Kendra’s POV
I heard someone come home. I just wanted to disappear. I prayed it wasn’t Brendon. I don’t think Patrick would come to my room. I waited a few minutes and then finally was able to breath. I couldn’t get to sleep. I just laid in bed. Next thing I know Patrick knocked on my door. Why can’t he leave me alone? He opened the door. “Kendra, are you sick?” I couldn’t think. “No.” My back was towards him. “What’s wrong?” How dare he ask me that. I said the only thing on my mind. “I seen you and Brendon.”
He was quiet. Next thing I know he’s kneeling in front of my by the bed. “Sweetheart, it means nothing. He loves you.” “How do you know?” “I guess I don’t, but I know he loves you. He doesn’t want to hurt you. You are special to him.” I sat up in bed. “Wait a minute. What do you mean by he doesn’t want to hurt me? So, you’ve talked about me? How long have you two been fucking? What was this morning about?”
“We haven’t been doing anything. Today was the first. This morning was what it was. Kendra, I care for you. But I also care for Brendon. Your both very special to me. I told Brendon my feeling the other day. He told me some things. He’ll need to tell you himself.” “What am I going to do?” Patrick sat on the bed and took me into his arms. I laid my head on his shoulder. “I wish I knew. Brendon and I were going to talk when he got back. I wish you wouldn’t of seen us.” “Me too, but I don’t want to be lied to either.” “I know. Are you going to tell Brendon?”
“I’m going to have to. He’s leaving and I don’t want to have this to think about.” “If you want me there, I will be.” “Thank you, Patrick.” He kissed me on the lips. “Patrick, what are you doing?” “Kissing you.” “I know, but you can’t keep playing Brendon and me. Plus, if you’ve forgotten Brendon and I are dating.” “I know. I’m sorry. I just feel for both of you. I don’t know what is wrong with me. I want you both. I took his hand. “I wish I knew what to say. It’s complicated isn’t it?” “To say the least. I have some work to do. If you need me or anything I’ll be in my office.” “Alright. I think I’m going to take a shower.”
Patrick’s POV
I left Kendra’s room and went to my office. I wanted to strangle Brendon. I guess, it was my fault to. I could of stopped him at any time and I didn’t. I wonder if he seen Kendra. God, how upset Kendra must have been after she seen us. I heard the bathroom door close. All I could think of was her in the shower. I shook my head and opened my computer.
I was working on a second song when there was a knock on the door. “Yeah.” Brendon came in the room. “Hey.” “Hi. What are you doing?” “Working on a couple of songs. You better check on Kendra.” “Why?” “Just do it.” “Oh god. She seen us.” I looked at him. “You fucker. You seen her. Did you set everything up?” He didn’t say anything. I stood up and walked to him.
“You’re an asshole. Why would you do that?” “I technically didn’t know if she would come back. I seen her hoodie and figured she would be back.” “Brendon, you wanted me to see you and Patrick?” Brendon and I turned around. “Well, Brendon. Tell her.” “I guess. I couldn’t tell you about me. I think I’m bi. Now I know I am. I didn’t want to hurt you.” “Hurt me! You were sucking Patrick’s dick. How in the hell do you think I would feel? I want you out tonight. We’ll talk when you get back.” “Baby, no.” “Brendon, get your shit you need for the tour and leave.”
Brendon left and I walked to Kendra. “Are you alright?” She gave me a funny look. “Okay, stupid question.” She started to cry. I took her into my arms. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what his problem is. I looked at the doorway and Brendon was standing there.
Brendon’s POV
I left Patrick’s office. What the fuck was I going to do? I grabbed a bunch of clothes and put them in my suitcase. I quickly wrote Kendra a note and left it on the bed. I took my guitar and suitcase and walked to Patrick’s office. She was in his arms. “Kendra, Brendon is here.” She turned around. “Are you all ready?” She asked me. “Yeah. I got a hotel room at The Rosemont. If you need anything I’ll be there until 9 tomorrow. I’ll have my cell then. Patrick will take care of you. I do love you. I don’t know why I did it. Please forgive m. I don’t expect an answer now, but just know I do want your forgiveness. I love you.”
She went into my arms. “I love you, Brendon. Have a good time.” I kissed her. “I will.” “Give me some time. Please understand.” “I do. We’ll get through this.” I left her with Patrick. Once I got to the hotel. I laid on the bed and called Ryan. I told him what was going on. Besides Kendra, he was my best friend. Of course, he wasn’t much help. Who was I kidding, who really could help me? I grabbed my jacket and went to the bar.
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