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Chapter 8
Brendon’s POV
I walked to the bar. I didn’t know what I was doing. I ordered a beer. “Hey.” I turned. “Hi, Pete. What are you doing here?” “Well, first I have Patrick calling me for the second time today and then Ryan calls me. What the fuck is going on?” “I’m in one messed up love triangle.” “Sounds like it. So, how was it?” I looked at him. “What?” “How was Patrick?” “He’s alright, I guess.” “No, how was it? You know, sucking his dick.” “Your sick. What? Do you have a thing for him?” “No. Strange isn’t it. All the magazines say I’m bi, but it’s the little shy lead singer that is.”
“Whatever.” “What are you doing to do?” “I have no idea. I really don’t know if I love Patrick. I’ve been with Kendra for awhile. I can’t stand to hurt her. Which I have already. What the hell did I do?” “I wish I could help you. You need to take time and make some decisions. You can’t do this to Kendra and Patrick, Also, to yourself. It’s not good to any of you. Why don’t you go back to your room. You don’t need to get drunk tonight.”
“I want to. I just want to forget everything.” “I know. Believe me, I’ve gotten myself in some bad situations. Getting drunk isn’t the answer. Come on, let’s go to your room.” Pete walked me to my room. After he left I crashed.
Next think I know my phone is ringing. “Hello?” “Brendon, it’s me.” “Kendra, how are you?” I sat up in bed. “Alright. I miss you.” “I’m sorry about everything.” “I know. I shouldn’t of sent you away last night.” “Baby, it’s fine. Maybe we need some time away. Just to think things over.” “Your not breaking up with me are you?” “God, no. We just need some time to think. Both of us. Kendra, do you think I’m an idiot? I’ve seen how you look at Patrick.” “Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean,” “It’s alright. I mean it’s isn’t, but I do understand. I think we both need to figure out what we want in this relationship.” “Okay.” “I need to go and get ready. I’ll call you in a few days.” “I’ll miss you.” “You know I’ll miss you. I love you.”
I closed the phone and got dressed. I got to the bus late as usual. “What the hell are you doing here?” “I just thought we could talk before you left.” “Patrick, I’m a little busy.” “I know, but Kendra is really upset.” “We all are.” “Brendon, can you stop being an ass. She hasn’t done anything to deserve what you are doing to her.” I turned to him. “I’m sure you two haven’t done anything.” “What the fuck is that suppose to mean.” “It means you two have been screwing around.”
“We haven’t. Well, almost. But she loves you.” “What do you mean almost.” “We just made out on the couch. Nothing happened.” “Who stopped?” “Um, nobody. The phone rang and we didn’t answer. It was you.” “You fucker.” I punch him in the face. I heard a crack. Jon came out of the bus. “What the hell?” I ran over to Patrick and started punching the crap out of him. Jon and Ryan pulled me off while Spencer grabbed Patrick. “What the fuck? What’s wrong with you?” Spencer asked. “Nothing.” I watched Patrick leave.
Kendra’s POV
After I hung up with Brendon I laid on the bed and had a good cry. I hated that I was forever crying. “Kendra, do you want something to eat?” Damn, I forgot to close the door. I turned around. “Um, no.” “Hey, what’s wrong?” He came and sat on the bed. “ I called Brendon. We aren’t doing so good. He wants to take a break. Since he’s on tour it won’t be so hard I guess.”
Patrick laid next to me. “I’m sorry.” He rubbed my back. “I just don’t know where everything went wrong. I didn’t know he had these feelings.” “I’m sure he was scared. I know I was. It’s hard, Kendra. Especially, when you don’t want to hurt those you love.” “Yeah. I just have a lot of thinking to do. I don’t know what is going to happen.” “If you ever need to talk I’ll be here.” “Thank you. I guess I’m going to get something to eat.”
I got up. “Okay. I have something to do. I’ll be back later.” Patrick got up and left. I thought it was a little odd for him to leave all of a sudden. I made something to eat. I called a few people back in Las Vegas. After I hung up I heard the door slam. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” I ran to see what happened.
“Oh my god. Patrick, what happened to you?” “I went to see Brendon.” “Come on.” I made him sit down in the living room and went to the bathroom to get some first aide supplies. I sat next to Patrick. I cleaned up Patrick’s face. We didn’t say anything, but I could tell he was in pain. “Do you think your nose is broke?” “No, just hurts like a son of a bitch.” “Why in the hell did you see him?” “I don’t like to see you hurt. He was hurting you.” “I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself.” “I’m sorry. I guess I thought I could talk some sense into him. I hope I didn’t make things worse.” “No, it’s alright. There. Keep putting this on. Your face is going to look horrible for awhile.” He grabbed my hands. “I’m sorry.” “Patrick, it’s fine.” “Things will work out.” “I hope your right.”
A week had passed. Brendon called once and was very distant. I didn’t bring up the fight. I figured that would set him off. Patrick was busy working, so I hardly seen him. I heard the front door close. I turned around. “Hey, Patrick.” “Hi, how are you doing?” “Fine. I was just reading.” “Um, would you like to go out for super? I’m sorry I haven’t been around much.” “It’s alright. I understand.” “So, do you?” “Yeah. It’ll be nice. I should get dressed then.”
Patrick’s POV
I watched Kendra walk to the bathroom. I was falling in love with her every day. I tried to keep busy, but she was always on my mind. I knew Brendon only called her once. I could hear her crying at night. I went to my bedroom to get ready. Kendra was waiting for me when I was done getting dressed. “Are you ready?” She turned around. “Your beautiful.” Why did I say that? “Thanks. Thought I would dress up.”
We went out to eat and went for a walk. “How are you doing?” I asked. “Okay. I don’t know if Brendon and I can get over this. We talked a few days ago and it’s just not the same.” “I’m sorry. You two really need to talk. Not on the phone or with anyone around. Just you two.” “Yeah. I know. I’m just scared.”
I took her hand into mine. “I wish I knew what to say.” “Me too.” Even in the darkness I could see her smile. God, I loved that smile. “If you knew I could just move on and know what to do.” “I just don’t like to see you upset. I like to see you smile and laugh.” I could tell she was blushing. “Patrick, let’s go home.” I drove home and we walked to the apartment.
After I closed the door, Kendra pushed me up to the wall. I could feel her hands under my shirt, running over my chest. “Oh, god, Kendra. You don’t want to do this.” “Yes, I do. Make love to me.” We kissed and took off each other clothes as we made our way to my bedroom. I laid Kendra down on the bed and covered her with my body. “I’m just going to ask you one more time, are you sure about this?” “Yes, Patrick. I want you.”
I kissed and sucked her breasts as I rubbed her stomach. I pushed two fingers inside of her. “Please.” She arched into me. I reached for a condom and put it on quickly. I slide into her. It felt wonderful. I couldn’t believe it. I moved slowly then faster. “Fuck. Kendra, I’m about to come. I can’t stop.” She ran her fingers down my back. “Oh, Patrick. Faster.” She came and as she tightened around me I came. I rolled off of her and threw the condom away. I took Kendra into my arms. I played with her hair and she was making circles on my chest with her fingers. “Goodnight. I love you, Brendon.” Before I could say anything Kendra was asleep.
Brendon’s POV
I walked to the bar. I didn’t know what I was doing. I ordered a beer. “Hey.” I turned. “Hi, Pete. What are you doing here?” “Well, first I have Patrick calling me for the second time today and then Ryan calls me. What the fuck is going on?” “I’m in one messed up love triangle.” “Sounds like it. So, how was it?” I looked at him. “What?” “How was Patrick?” “He’s alright, I guess.” “No, how was it? You know, sucking his dick.” “Your sick. What? Do you have a thing for him?” “No. Strange isn’t it. All the magazines say I’m bi, but it’s the little shy lead singer that is.”
“Whatever.” “What are you doing to do?” “I have no idea. I really don’t know if I love Patrick. I’ve been with Kendra for awhile. I can’t stand to hurt her. Which I have already. What the hell did I do?” “I wish I could help you. You need to take time and make some decisions. You can’t do this to Kendra and Patrick, Also, to yourself. It’s not good to any of you. Why don’t you go back to your room. You don’t need to get drunk tonight.”
“I want to. I just want to forget everything.” “I know. Believe me, I’ve gotten myself in some bad situations. Getting drunk isn’t the answer. Come on, let’s go to your room.” Pete walked me to my room. After he left I crashed.
Next think I know my phone is ringing. “Hello?” “Brendon, it’s me.” “Kendra, how are you?” I sat up in bed. “Alright. I miss you.” “I’m sorry about everything.” “I know. I shouldn’t of sent you away last night.” “Baby, it’s fine. Maybe we need some time away. Just to think things over.” “Your not breaking up with me are you?” “God, no. We just need some time to think. Both of us. Kendra, do you think I’m an idiot? I’ve seen how you look at Patrick.” “Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean,” “It’s alright. I mean it’s isn’t, but I do understand. I think we both need to figure out what we want in this relationship.” “Okay.” “I need to go and get ready. I’ll call you in a few days.” “I’ll miss you.” “You know I’ll miss you. I love you.”
I closed the phone and got dressed. I got to the bus late as usual. “What the hell are you doing here?” “I just thought we could talk before you left.” “Patrick, I’m a little busy.” “I know, but Kendra is really upset.” “We all are.” “Brendon, can you stop being an ass. She hasn’t done anything to deserve what you are doing to her.” I turned to him. “I’m sure you two haven’t done anything.” “What the fuck is that suppose to mean.” “It means you two have been screwing around.”
“We haven’t. Well, almost. But she loves you.” “What do you mean almost.” “We just made out on the couch. Nothing happened.” “Who stopped?” “Um, nobody. The phone rang and we didn’t answer. It was you.” “You fucker.” I punch him in the face. I heard a crack. Jon came out of the bus. “What the hell?” I ran over to Patrick and started punching the crap out of him. Jon and Ryan pulled me off while Spencer grabbed Patrick. “What the fuck? What’s wrong with you?” Spencer asked. “Nothing.” I watched Patrick leave.
Kendra’s POV
After I hung up with Brendon I laid on the bed and had a good cry. I hated that I was forever crying. “Kendra, do you want something to eat?” Damn, I forgot to close the door. I turned around. “Um, no.” “Hey, what’s wrong?” He came and sat on the bed. “ I called Brendon. We aren’t doing so good. He wants to take a break. Since he’s on tour it won’t be so hard I guess.”
Patrick laid next to me. “I’m sorry.” He rubbed my back. “I just don’t know where everything went wrong. I didn’t know he had these feelings.” “I’m sure he was scared. I know I was. It’s hard, Kendra. Especially, when you don’t want to hurt those you love.” “Yeah. I just have a lot of thinking to do. I don’t know what is going to happen.” “If you ever need to talk I’ll be here.” “Thank you. I guess I’m going to get something to eat.”
I got up. “Okay. I have something to do. I’ll be back later.” Patrick got up and left. I thought it was a little odd for him to leave all of a sudden. I made something to eat. I called a few people back in Las Vegas. After I hung up I heard the door slam. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” I ran to see what happened.
“Oh my god. Patrick, what happened to you?” “I went to see Brendon.” “Come on.” I made him sit down in the living room and went to the bathroom to get some first aide supplies. I sat next to Patrick. I cleaned up Patrick’s face. We didn’t say anything, but I could tell he was in pain. “Do you think your nose is broke?” “No, just hurts like a son of a bitch.” “Why in the hell did you see him?” “I don’t like to see you hurt. He was hurting you.” “I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself.” “I’m sorry. I guess I thought I could talk some sense into him. I hope I didn’t make things worse.” “No, it’s alright. There. Keep putting this on. Your face is going to look horrible for awhile.” He grabbed my hands. “I’m sorry.” “Patrick, it’s fine.” “Things will work out.” “I hope your right.”
A week had passed. Brendon called once and was very distant. I didn’t bring up the fight. I figured that would set him off. Patrick was busy working, so I hardly seen him. I heard the front door close. I turned around. “Hey, Patrick.” “Hi, how are you doing?” “Fine. I was just reading.” “Um, would you like to go out for super? I’m sorry I haven’t been around much.” “It’s alright. I understand.” “So, do you?” “Yeah. It’ll be nice. I should get dressed then.”
Patrick’s POV
I watched Kendra walk to the bathroom. I was falling in love with her every day. I tried to keep busy, but she was always on my mind. I knew Brendon only called her once. I could hear her crying at night. I went to my bedroom to get ready. Kendra was waiting for me when I was done getting dressed. “Are you ready?” She turned around. “Your beautiful.” Why did I say that? “Thanks. Thought I would dress up.”
We went out to eat and went for a walk. “How are you doing?” I asked. “Okay. I don’t know if Brendon and I can get over this. We talked a few days ago and it’s just not the same.” “I’m sorry. You two really need to talk. Not on the phone or with anyone around. Just you two.” “Yeah. I know. I’m just scared.”
I took her hand into mine. “I wish I knew what to say.” “Me too.” Even in the darkness I could see her smile. God, I loved that smile. “If you knew I could just move on and know what to do.” “I just don’t like to see you upset. I like to see you smile and laugh.” I could tell she was blushing. “Patrick, let’s go home.” I drove home and we walked to the apartment.
After I closed the door, Kendra pushed me up to the wall. I could feel her hands under my shirt, running over my chest. “Oh, god, Kendra. You don’t want to do this.” “Yes, I do. Make love to me.” We kissed and took off each other clothes as we made our way to my bedroom. I laid Kendra down on the bed and covered her with my body. “I’m just going to ask you one more time, are you sure about this?” “Yes, Patrick. I want you.”
I kissed and sucked her breasts as I rubbed her stomach. I pushed two fingers inside of her. “Please.” She arched into me. I reached for a condom and put it on quickly. I slide into her. It felt wonderful. I couldn’t believe it. I moved slowly then faster. “Fuck. Kendra, I’m about to come. I can’t stop.” She ran her fingers down my back. “Oh, Patrick. Faster.” She came and as she tightened around me I came. I rolled off of her and threw the condom away. I took Kendra into my arms. I played with her hair and she was making circles on my chest with her fingers. “Goodnight. I love you, Brendon.” Before I could say anything Kendra was asleep.
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