Brendon's Stoley: A Narrative Fiction
Chapter Seven: Times ticking! Now time to go to hell(also Pete Wentz-Cheese whiz)
"BRENDON!" Brendon heard one of his sisters: Lilly vociferate loudly. He didn't even want to know the problem is now.
"BRENDON, I'M FUCKING CALL-"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Cherrie yelled. Lilly was making Cherrie on the cliff.
Brendon shut his book, he was about to go get him some food, out of nowhere his phone was ringing. He was trying to find his phone when he just remembers his phone was in his room.
"Hello, this is the cheese delivery." Cheese delivery? The fuck?
"Brendon, for God sakes, you know I'm the only one that calls you." Brendon recognized it was, Ryan.
"Pff, I knew that." ........ I sometimes times think he's on drugs...... Wait he is. …show more content…
"Anyways, I found Dalla, and I told you she was alive, so now come pick us up.....
Please." Ryan hung up and waited for Brendon. But; on the other hand, Brendon had to drive, oh how much Brendon loves driving. (note: sarcasm)
"Jesus, I'm gonna die." Brendon shrivers. Just the thought of driving got him on the verge to pass out. He struggles to get his keys from the key holder. He finally got his keys, he went towards the car and quaver his way towards the car. He was trying to figure out what the hell any of this stuff means.
"Shit! What the
hell?!?"
This isn't good.......We all gonna die and go to hell.... Mama, we all going to hell.... I'm such an emo trash.
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"Where the hell is that boy, he should've been here?" Ryan was getting edgy; it was 11 at night and he was getting exhausted.
Dalla was waking up from her sleep, Ryan completely forgot that Dalla was sleeping. Dalla got up and stretch her arms and legs put. "Is Brendon here yet?" She yawns between her speech.
"No not yet," Ryan told her. Dalla was gonna say something when they heard a crashing sound.
"I think that is Brendon, he was never was the best driver." Dalla mentions the not the best driving part.
"Oh great, so we're all gonna die?" Ryan sarcastically states; with doubt.
"Not integrity" Dalla sincerer to Ryan. Yet, Ryan still wasn't too sure if he should just walk or not; but hey, it won't hurt.
Ryan and Dalla saw Brendon hitting the trash cans across the streets and taking a rough turn. He slams on his breaks and rolled down his window.
"Sorry it took so long, I-well-I'm not the- if you guys don't want to die. One of ya'll have to drive, also I hate all of you." Brendon is making it sound like it was Ryan and Dalla's fault when clearly it was Houston's fault.
"You're making it sound like it was our fault." Dalla points out, Ryan and Brendon changed places so they don't die.
"I know" Brendon disdains. When it is late; Brendon gets bitchy.
"You're being a bitch." And this is where the fun begins, no you dirty minds; not in bed, oh wait...... Shit never mind..........
Ryan got in the passenger's seat and buckles up: Brendon and Dalla did the same.
"I hope you know that I'm keeping a sharp eye on you, Ross." Brendon was staring down at Ryan. Ryan just slouches down in his seat; already feeling on the edge with Brendon and his crazy self.
"Yes Brendon" Ryan softly encounters with Brendon.
"Did you-"
"Don't you fucking dare ask me that question cause the answer is: no." Ryan cut Brendon short.
"Where are you gonna asked Ryan, if we had sex?" Dalla asked Brendon in disgrace.
God, what is this conversation?
"No- yes-no." Brendon, you need a bible.
"You need Jesus." Dalla turned around and grabbed a magazine from under the seat.
"And milk." Dalla finished her sentence. Oh my god, what is this........ I'm done.......
The rest the car way was silence, except Brendon breathing out in impatient. "Stop breathing on me," Dalla complaints about the tenth time already.
"I'm not. I'm breathing at the window." Brendon corrects Dalla.
"I'm about to put your ass out." Dalla snaps. Damn son your panties are in a twist?
After that Brendon just sat down with his arms crossed; he's acting like a five-year-old....... Wait when is he not?
After, what seems like forever Brendon, Dalla, and Ryan made it home. Luckily they're not dead, or at lease, Dalla didn't kill Brendon........
"YAY HOME! Brendon shouted at the top of his lungs, he got out the car and rolled his way towards the door.
"Brendon it's 1 am, please be quite, also get up!" Dalla sibilant at Brendon, Brendon got up and waited for the door to be unlocked so he can go to bed.
"Hurry up"
"Brendon the door is open, get in before I kick your ass inside." Dalla threatens, Brendon went in after a minute.
"Where the hell did Ryan go?" Brendon utterly asked in disgusted.
"I don't know, but you need to go to bed, you're being a bitch." Dalla insures Brendon.
"I need to know where Ryan is so I don't get spooked." This doesn't make sense.
"He's in the bathroom, now bed." Dalla lied trying to get Brendon to go in his room, so she doesn't kill him.
"Fine, Goodnight." Brendon waves a Goodnight and went in his room; Dalla sighs out in a relief. Dalla should head to bed, too. When she was about to get to her bed, she swore she heard something coming from the bathroom. She went by the bathroom door and put her left ear towards the door.
A daydream spills from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck
Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod
Floating flocks of candled swans
Slowly drift across wax ponds." Wow, she swore she heard this from somewhere, but she can't put her finger on it.
"Wow," She whispers not wanting whoever was singing to hear her eavesdropping.
"Hey, who is singing in their?" She heard her sister Lilly curiously wonders.
"I don't know, shh listen." Dalla shushes Lilly and gave her room to hear.
"Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs To us from the dock
Jinxed things ringing as they leak." The singing was so soothing.
"Wait I do you realize who's singing," Lilly asked dies she really thinks Dalla would know, I mean.....
"Who?" Dalla asked, now wanting to know.
"Lets talk in your room." Lilly lean off the door Dalla did the same and they both walked towards Dalla's room.
"Ok so who it is?" Dalla asked clueless who it was.
"I might be going insane but I think that was Ryan Ross." Duh, I know that.
"Oh shit, wait....... I just realize this whole time I was hanging out with Ryan Ross,I'm such an idiot." I would totally do this, maybe.....
"Wait for what, where was I?" Lilly inquires an answer into why she wasn't involved.
"Not in a hospital and then almost dead," Dalla mentions the whole situation.
"Wait you went to the hospital, wait what?????!!!!!" Lilly now freaking out.
"I'll tell you this when I wake up." Since it was morning, Lilly tenses down.
"Okay, well I'm going to sleep, again and dream about Pete Wentz." Lilly advances her way out, Dalka just laughs not out loud and just rolled her eyes- not in a rude way just in a same just same. This didn't make sense.
Dalla lied down and drifted off.
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A/n: I'm starting to get little too comfortable and you know what that means.......
"BRENDON!" Brendon heard one of his sisters: Lilly vociferate loudly. He didn't even want to know the problem is now.
"BRENDON, I'M FUCKING CALL-"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Cherrie yelled. Lilly was making Cherrie on the cliff.
Brendon shut his book, he was about to go get him some food, out of nowhere his phone was ringing. He was trying to find his phone when he just remembers his phone was in his room.
"Hello, this is the cheese delivery." Cheese delivery? The fuck?
"Brendon, for God sakes, you know I'm the only one that calls you." Brendon recognized it was, Ryan.
"Pff, I knew that." ........ I sometimes times think he's on drugs...... Wait he is. …show more content…
"Anyways, I found Dalla, and I told you she was alive, so now come pick us up.....
Please." Ryan hung up and waited for Brendon. But; on the other hand, Brendon had to drive, oh how much Brendon loves driving. (note: sarcasm)
"Jesus, I'm gonna die." Brendon shrivers. Just the thought of driving got him on the verge to pass out. He struggles to get his keys from the key holder. He finally got his keys, he went towards the car and quaver his way towards the car. He was trying to figure out what the hell any of this stuff means.
"Shit! What the
hell?!?"
This isn't good.......We all gonna die and go to hell.... Mama, we all going to hell.... I'm such an emo trash.
***
"Where the hell is that boy, he should've been here?" Ryan was getting edgy; it was 11 at night and he was getting exhausted.
Dalla was waking up from her sleep, Ryan completely forgot that Dalla was sleeping. Dalla got up and stretch her arms and legs put. "Is Brendon here yet?" She yawns between her speech.
"No not yet," Ryan told her. Dalla was gonna say something when they heard a crashing sound.
"I think that is Brendon, he was never was the best driver." Dalla mentions the not the best driving part.
"Oh great, so we're all gonna die?" Ryan sarcastically states; with doubt.
"Not integrity" Dalla sincerer to Ryan. Yet, Ryan still wasn't too sure if he should just walk or not; but hey, it won't hurt.
Ryan and Dalla saw Brendon hitting the trash cans across the streets and taking a rough turn. He slams on his breaks and rolled down his window.
"Sorry it took so long, I-well-I'm not the- if you guys don't want to die. One of ya'll have to drive, also I hate all of you." Brendon is making it sound like it was Ryan and Dalla's fault when clearly it was Houston's fault.
"You're making it sound like it was our fault." Dalla points out, Ryan and Brendon changed places so they don't die.
"I know" Brendon disdains. When it is late; Brendon gets bitchy.
"You're being a bitch." And this is where the fun begins, no you dirty minds; not in bed, oh wait...... Shit never mind..........
Ryan got in the passenger's seat and buckles up: Brendon and Dalla did the same.
"I hope you know that I'm keeping a sharp eye on you, Ross." Brendon was staring down at Ryan. Ryan just slouches down in his seat; already feeling on the edge with Brendon and his crazy self.
"Yes Brendon" Ryan softly encounters with Brendon.
"Did you-"
"Don't you fucking dare ask me that question cause the answer is: no." Ryan cut Brendon short.
"Where are you gonna asked Ryan, if we had sex?" Dalla asked Brendon in disgrace.
God, what is this conversation?
"No- yes-no." Brendon, you need a bible.
"You need Jesus." Dalla turned around and grabbed a magazine from under the seat.
"And milk." Dalla finished her sentence. Oh my god, what is this........ I'm done.......
The rest the car way was silence, except Brendon breathing out in impatient. "Stop breathing on me," Dalla complaints about the tenth time already.
"I'm not. I'm breathing at the window." Brendon corrects Dalla.
"I'm about to put your ass out." Dalla snaps. Damn son your panties are in a twist?
After that Brendon just sat down with his arms crossed; he's acting like a five-year-old....... Wait when is he not?
After, what seems like forever Brendon, Dalla, and Ryan made it home. Luckily they're not dead, or at lease, Dalla didn't kill Brendon........
"YAY HOME! Brendon shouted at the top of his lungs, he got out the car and rolled his way towards the door.
"Brendon it's 1 am, please be quite, also get up!" Dalla sibilant at Brendon, Brendon got up and waited for the door to be unlocked so he can go to bed.
"Hurry up"
"Brendon the door is open, get in before I kick your ass inside." Dalla threatens, Brendon went in after a minute.
"Where the hell did Ryan go?" Brendon utterly asked in disgusted.
"I don't know, but you need to go to bed, you're being a bitch." Dalla insures Brendon.
"I need to know where Ryan is so I don't get spooked." This doesn't make sense.
"He's in the bathroom, now bed." Dalla lied trying to get Brendon to go in his room, so she doesn't kill him.
"Fine, Goodnight." Brendon waves a Goodnight and went in his room; Dalla sighs out in a relief. Dalla should head to bed, too. When she was about to get to her bed, she swore she heard something coming from the bathroom. She went by the bathroom door and put her left ear towards the door.
A daydream spills from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck
Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod
Floating flocks of candled swans
Slowly drift across wax ponds." Wow, she swore she heard this from somewhere, but she can't put her finger on it.
"Wow," She whispers not wanting whoever was singing to hear her eavesdropping.
"Hey, who is singing in their?" She heard her sister Lilly curiously wonders.
"I don't know, shh listen." Dalla shushes Lilly and gave her room to hear.
"Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs To us from the dock
Jinxed things ringing as they leak." The singing was so soothing.
"Wait I do you realize who's singing," Lilly asked dies she really thinks Dalla would know, I mean.....
"Who?" Dalla asked, now wanting to know.
"Lets talk in your room." Lilly lean off the door Dalla did the same and they both walked towards Dalla's room.
"Ok so who it is?" Dalla asked clueless who it was.
"I might be going insane but I think that was Ryan Ross." Duh, I know that.
"Oh shit, wait....... I just realize this whole time I was hanging out with Ryan Ross,I'm such an idiot." I would totally do this, maybe.....
"Wait for what, where was I?" Lilly inquires an answer into why she wasn't involved.
"Not in a hospital and then almost dead," Dalla mentions the whole situation.
"Wait you went to the hospital, wait what?????!!!!!" Lilly now freaking out.
"I'll tell you this when I wake up." Since it was morning, Lilly tenses down.
"Okay, well I'm going to sleep, again and dream about Pete Wentz." Lilly advances her way out, Dalka just laughs not out loud and just rolled her eyes- not in a rude way just in a same just same. This didn't make sense.
Dalla lied down and drifted off.
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A/n: I'm starting to get little too comfortable and you know what that means.......