brendon-block

New York- Brendon and Sarah Urie (poly) patr one

You and Sarah were out shopping in New York City while Brendon was rehearsing for the Broadway show Kinky Boots. He’s always wanted to do theater and you and Sarah were more than willing to moving to New York for a while to be with your husband.

“Brendon said he’s done at 2 today, so do you want to start heading over there. He should be done in about 20 minutes.” Sarah asked.

“Yeah. Do you know if we’re doing anything later?” you asked.

In all honesty the past month or so has consisted of the same things everyday. Waking up and walking around the city. You were happy to be with Sarah, but you didn’t really have time to be with Brendon. You also were starting to miss your quiet home back in California.

“I don’t think so. We’ll probably just hang out. Brendon has been pretty tired lately from rehearsals. Why anything you want to do?” Sarah asked.

You shook your head no. you understood that Brendon needed rest, but you couldn’t help but feel trapped in the big city. For the past few days you’ve wanted to just be on your own. You loved Sarah from the bottom of your heart and you love Brendon too, but you needed space. You had been spending basically 24/7 with Sarah and barely any time with Brendon and it was starting to make you feel distant from the two of them for some reason.

“Y/N you’re being pretty quiet today. Are you okay?” Sarah asked.

“Yeah, just missing home.” you said and she dropped the topic knowing you weren’t up for talking.

After walking the 20 minute walk back to the theater you stood outside the exit Brendon came out of everyday. There were a few people standing by the door and when you got closer you realized they were fans of Panic at the Disco.

“Oh my god. It’s Sarah and Y/N. Hi.” one girl said.

“Hey there. You all waiting for Brendon?” Sarah asked trying to start conversation to pass time.

“Yeah. Can I get a picture with you guys?” she asked.

You both nodded and the girl took a picture with the two of you.

You were in the middle of taking a picture with a boy when you saw Brendon on the phone screen photobombing. You finished the picture and all the fans took picture with Brendon.

“It was nice meet all of you, but we should get going.” Brendon spoke to the fans.

They were understanding and Brendon started walking with you and Sarah on either side of him.

“So how did you two pass the time today?” Brendon asked once down the street a little.

“Oh just some shopping and talking.” Sarah said.

“Right, spending all my money.” Brendon joked and Sarah nudged him to stop laughing.

You had been quiet since you started walking and you knew they both knew something was wrong.

“What’s up Y/N? You don’t seem yourself.” Brendon asked.

“Nothing, just tired I think.” you said monotoned.

You saw Brendon look at Sarah and her shrug her shoulders. Brendon put his arm around you and pull you closer.

His touch was nice, it was the first time in a few days that Brendon gave you one on one touch. Not that you were jealous of him and Sarah, because neither of you had been Brendon’s number 1 priority. He didn’t realize it, because if he did he would have changed that. He was just really busy, so you couldn’t be mad at him.   

When the three of you finally reached your New York home Sarah and Brendon sat on the couch continuing the conversation they were having. Instead of spending time with them you wanted some space to yourself. Just take a minute for you. Only you.

“I’m going to walk the dogs. I’ll be back later.” you said grabbing the leashes and putting it on Penny and Bogart.

“Wait up. I’ll come with you.” Brendon said jumping from the couch.

“No.” you said quickly. “I mean, no I’ll be fine.”

“Y/N you know I don’t like you guys going out alone in the city, it’s not really safe.” Brendon said.

“I’ll be safe, I just need some air.” you said walking to the door, but Brendon held on to your arm so your couldn’t move.

“Babe, talk to me. You’re acting really strange. What’s wrong?” he said low, that way Sarah didn’t hear.

“You don’t have to whisper. I’m fine, now please Brendon, a little space.” you said and he dropped your arm from his grip.

You left and when you finally made it out of the building you were relieved to feel the warm spring air. The feeling of suffocation was the only way to explain how you’ve felt. You had never really been in a city for longer than a week before and the large amount of people around you all the time was making you feel like you were losing your independence. You felt bad that you snapped at Brendon and lied to both of them, but you felt stupid saying you didn’t want to be around them. You needed a break, but how were you supposed to just leave. You didn’t want them to worry, or be mad.

What was only supposed to be a walk around the block turned into a 2 hour walk around the city until you reached the park.

You were currently on a bench in central park with Penny and Bogart in the shade under the bench. You were taking in how free you could feel in the park. A huge park in the middle of a city, the only peace you could find.

You started to think of all things you missed back home and all the things that have changed since you had come here.

‘Maybe Sarah is feeling the same way, suffocated. I hope not.’ you thought to yourself.

When you felt a raindrop hit your leg it pulled you from your thoughts. You realized you were about 20 blocks from your place. You pulled out your phone to text Brendon or Sarah that you were on your way back now, but your phone was dead.

You started your walk back to the place, you didn’t care that it was raining. It felt kind of good and the dogs didn’t mind, they’re dogs.

After a 1 hour walk back home you were soaked. You walked into a quiet dark apartment. You dried the dogs, then decided it was probably best if you just showered and went to bed. You first plugged your phone into charge incase you had any texts from Brendon or Sarah.

From Brendon

Are you okay. It’s been like 3 hours and we’re starting to get nervous.

Received 5:34pm

From Sarah

Where are you Y/N. Brendon is starting to freak out. Please answer your phone.

Received 5:36pm

From Sarah

I calmed him down enough and we are going to grab some food. Your phone probably died. Text us soon, please. Love you.

Received 5:45pm

From Brendon

I’m sorry if I did anything to upset you. I love you and I’ll see you later.

Received 6:02pm

It was now nearly 7:30. You sent them a text to the group chat you had saying you were at home and you love them.

You got in the shower and felt worse than before. Something about this apartment made you feel like you couldn’t go anywhere. You needed out, you needed to leave. It broke your heart saying that, but you knew what was best for you.

Once you got out of the shower you got online and looked at plane ticket back home. The soonest one was at midnight. You looked at the time and saw that it was almost 8. You booked it without thinking of Brendon nor Sarah and got dressed.

You remember all those times when you were dating that you would book flights to go see Brendon and Sarah while he was touring, but this was different. You were leaving quickly to get away from them. Maybe it wasn’t them, it was the city.

You had just closed your suitcase when you heard the dogs start barking, meaning Brendon and Sarah were just coming in.

You heard your name being called, but there was no rush to get out there. Something wasn’t right inside of you and you knew it. You had no excitement that you usually do when you see Brendon or Sarah. ‘Maybe this whole relationship was a mistake. A wast of 3 years, a waste of wedding, or maybe you were just a waste of life.’

“What’s the suitcase for?” Sarah asked when she came into the bedroom.

“I- I’m, leaving.” you said with a lump in your throat. You were holding back tears.

“What? What do you mean?” Sarah asked voice clearly concerned.

“I’m sorry. I really am. I just need to go.”

“Go where?” you heard Brendon’s voice from behind you and you turned around.

“My flight leaves in about 4 hours. I should probably get going.” you said trying to leave the room, but Brendon blocked you in.

“Y/N, what’s wrong. I don’t want to hear that you’re fine, because I know you and I know when you’re not okay.” Brendon said holding your face up to look at him.

You felt Sarah behind you rubbing your back soothingly.

“I just feel like I’m trapped. I don’t really know, I just need to go home and sort some things out, for me. I love you guys, but I need this for me. Please understand.” you begged with tears filling your eyes.

“We understand Y/N.” Sarah said and she hugged you.

Brendon joined the hug.

“I love you. Call me when you land?” Brendon said and you nodded.

With one last goodbye, kiss, and hug you were gone. You knew it wouldn’t be for long, but leaving you husband and wife just like that tore your heart to shreds

Miranda is the stupidest bitch I have EVER seen. Brendon breaks into her house? Doesn’t call police or tell anyone. Brendon hits her sister? Doesn’t call the police. Brendon breaks into her house (AGAIN) and trashes the place. Does she do the smart thing and call the police? No she bloody well doesn’t because shes a stupid, stupid bitch.

Meanwhile, David, your acting is absolutely STUNNING.