[WARNINGS: slight mentions of self harm, and abuse]

I was listening to my parents fight about me going to a concert through the air vent.

"She does not need to be going to concerts all willy nilly whenever she wants!" My step dad shouted. "This isn't 'willy nilly'. She WON the tickets for FREE Jack!" My mom yelled back. "Why can't you be happy for her for once." "Nothing in life is free, Mercedes!" He replied.

I teared up as the thought of me not going to see my heroes live. I bit my tongue, trying not to scream at him through the duct.

*Two weeks later*

I got to go to my concert, but I had to write a one page paper on pride, and how I was being prideful by winning the tickets, and a two page paper on why school is more important than concerts.

My mom and I were watching 'Daddy's Home' after she put my brothers and sisters to bed. My step-dad was in his office doing work on his laptop. In the middle of the movie he texted my mom and said "Maybe you should go to Chicago for the rest of spring break" My mom replied with "How come?"

I only know this because I looked at my mom's phone after she left to go to the bathroom.

"After this scene you need to go to bed, alright? I need to talk to dad." She told me. I nodded. After the scene ended I got up gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek and left to my room.

I decided to text my boyfriend, Brendon.

Me: hi Bren

Brendon: hey baby, what's up?

Me: nothing much

Brendon: oh wow sounds fun lol

My ears perked up as I heard my parents talking, remembering that my mom needed to talk to my step-dad.

Lets just point out that I'm not allowed to be dating Brendon. Why? I'm not seventeen. The rule in my house is you can't date until you're seventeen, and I'm sixteen But for now Brendon is a secret.

"Why do you want me to go to Chicago with the kids for the rest of the week?" My mom asked. "Because," he replied "Alex needs to get out and socialize instead of sitting in her room, listening to music."

"Jack, you do realize that she wouldn't be here if it weren't for Fall Out Boy or Panic! at the Disco, correct? Take a look at her wrists sometime. They're all scarred up. Music is in her soul. It makes up 80% of who she is..."

"I don't care. She needs to get out of the house. Look at how pale she is." He said.

I got a chair from my desk and set it under the vent. I stood on the chair listening.

"Why can't she be normal and be in sports, or have friends?!" "She does have friends! They just don't ever want to come over because they're afraid of you! Alex's best friend Bryan won't come over anymore because you are screaming in her face every time he's over!" She shouted at him.

"This is why I'll never be happy with you. You're always defending her. 'Alex can do no wrong.' In fact she's always in the wrong. Throughout our whole marriage you've defended her."

Brendon: Alex? Are you okay?

I didn't answer

Brendon: Alex?

"Maybe it's best to end it here." Jack said. "If you're going to stay on her side forever, I'll just leave." And with that I just stood there, staring at the ground.

'This is all my fault...' I thought. 'I just ended a marriage because I can't be normal...'

Me: sorry Bren. I'm fine. I'm going to bed

Brendon: okay. G'night love

*A few months later in the morning*

Brendon: good morning baby

I didn't answer.

He probably thought I was still sleeping, but the truth is, I never went to sleep.

Brendon: wakey wakey silly bear! I'm on my way over with breakfast.

I looked at my phone and read the text, smiling. He always knew how to make me smile.

'Shit! I need to cover my arms!' I thought, panicking slightly. I grabbed my black hoodie out of my closet and threw it on, and walked out to my car.

"Went to get gas and run a few errands be back around 12:30 PM. ~Alex" I left a note on the table, just in case Brendon wanted to go somewhere.

Brendon parked his car down the street a ways and on the other side so my parents wouldn't suspect anything.

"Hey baby." He said pecking my lips. "I brought breakfast!" He sang proudly. "Did you burn the pancakes this time?" I asked laughing. "Haha. Soooo funny Alex."

He opened a box of waffles. "I did burn the pancakes so I got waffles to go from Perkins." He smiled.

"I just love you so much, Alex. You know that?" He said warmly. I nodded and looked into his beautiful brown eyes. "I love you too Brendon, so so much."

"Do you want to go to a park?" I asked. "I left a note telling my family I went to get gas and run errands." He nodded and we pulled out of my driveway and drove to a park.

"Lets go to Dallon Smith park! It has a beautiful lake and a nice trail to walk on." He suggested. "But it's not a beautiful as you."

I smiled at him, pulling into the empty small parking lot.

We ate the waffles and talked for a while. I really wasn't listening for a minute or so, I just got lost in his eyes.

"Aren't you hot?" He asked. I shook my head. "Alex it's a summer day at 11:05, and you're wearing a thick black jacket." "I know." I replied smiling. "Are you okay? Last night when I texted you, you didn't seem okay."

"Yeah I-I'm alright Brendon, really." I said trying to keep him from looking at the fresh cuts on my arms. "Babe, if you're as 'alright' as you say you are, then take the jacket off." He said.

I just shook my head. He took my hand gently and pushed up one sleeve. "Awe baby... A-are these new?" He asked. I nodded. "Babe what happened? Why?" I looked him in the eyes and stared.

"Please tell me baby." I couldn't say anything so I just mouthed, "Jack". He looked at me in disbelief, then pulled me into a long hug. I cried softly into his shirt.

"I-I'm so sorry B-Brendon... I-I don't know w-what I was thinking." I cried. "What did he do to you?" Brendon asked. "What did he say?" "H-he basically said that he wants to end the marriage with my mom because of me." I told him.

He took the hem of his shirt and wiped my eyes. "Lets go." He said sternly, getting into the drivers seat. He drove to my house and got out.

"Brendon? Brendon what are you doing?!" You shouted as he marched to my front door. "Teaching that ass a lesson." He said.

"Brendon please don't! He'll hurt you! Brendon please!" You cried holding on to his arm.

He marched into the house searching every room for my step-dad. When Brendon approached the man cave of the house the door was locked. Brendon shook the handle trying to open the door but it was no use.

I heard a loud crash from outside the house and ran inside. "Brendon!" I screamed. I walked to the living room, them through the kitchen. The door was broken and Brendon was on his way downstairs.

He looked to his left finding Jack in a recliner drinking a bottle of Bud Lite and watching TV.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing telling Alex that it's her fault that you're not happy?!" Brendon yelled.

He sat up from his seat, then stood up looking Brendon in the eye. "And who do you think you are breaking into my house yelling at me?" Jack said. "I am Brendon fucking Urie, and I'm protecting the love of my life."

I teared up, replaying those words in my head.

I walked slowly down the stairs, seeing Jack pushing Brendon to the floor and kicking him multiple times. "Fucking fag." Jack repeated every time his foot made contact with Brendon's body.

I ran towards Jack and shoved him away from Brendon. I pulled Brendon from the ground, and helped him stand.

"If you want to cut yourself I'll give you a few slices!" He growled, pulling a pocket knife from his pocket. Jack swung at me and I felt a sharp pain in my upper forearm. The jacket somewhat protected my arm but I could feel warm blood gushing from the cut.

He swung again and hit my shoulder. "Fuck!" I screamed in pain. "P-please stop!" He swung once more and hit my upper thigh. "Brendon please protect me!" I said through my tears.

Brendon shoved Jack on the floor and started beating the shit out of him with the TV remote. "THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR BEIG A LAZY ASS! AFTER THIS YOU'LL NEVER WANT TO LOOK AT ANOTHER TV REMOTE AGAIN!" Brendon growled hitting him over and over.

I laid on the ground crying in a ball. "It's okay baby, I'm here to protect you." Brendon said with a calming voice.

He called 911 and an ambulance came, along with the police. They arrested Jack and they took me to the hospital.

"You'll be okay my precious diamond." He said rubbing my forehead and kissing it.

When we arrived to the hospital, the doctors looked at my cuts. "It looks like you'll stitches. Most likely two on your shoulder, and four on your leg. Your arm can be glue stitched."

After I was done getting stitches Brendon walked into the room. "Hi Alex. Are you feeling okay?" I nodded and smiled.

"By the looks of it, you'll have to stay here over night." Dr. Stumph said. "W-why?" I asked. "Well the police arrested him and he will be on his way to jail real soon. We also looked at your documents and your mother has left your father, correct?" I again nodded.

"You can stay here for two nights on us. No charge at all. After two nights you'll need to find somewhere to stay, alright?"

I looked over to Brendon. "Do you think your parents will care if I live with you until we move out?" I asked. His pink lips turned into a smile. "Of course! I'll call them right now just to make sure."

He stepped out of the room to call his mom. He stepped back in seconds later. "She said yes!" He squealed.

"I will go and find you a room right away." Dr. Stumph said.

Brendon hugged me tightly around the neck. "Fuck Bren." I groaned. "Huh? OH s-sorry I forgot, your shoulder." "It's okay." I smiled.

"Y'know, I don't think we've ever- Actually never mind..." "No no tell me!" I pushed. "Noooo it's stupid." He chuckled slightly. "Pleaseeee?" "Fineeeee only because I love you." He laughed. "In the whole three months we've been dating, we haven't actually uh... *ahem* *fake cough* m-made out....." He said blushing.

"Oh, mhm." I replied smiling. "I-it's not a bad thing! I mean, uh I was just wondering if you'd ever want to...?"

I leaned in closely to him, closing the gap between our lips. He opened his mouth slightly and licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I opened my mouth against his, entering his my tongue in his mouth.

"Mmm, I love you." He mumbled into the kiss. I smiled slightly and replied, "I love you too." Our tongues rubbed together, this being the longest and most passionate kiss we've ever had. As he pulled away, his teeth attached to my bottom lip, pulling it with him.

After he pulled away Dr. Stumph and Nurse Elisa walked in. "You'll be in room 312 on the 3rd floor." He said handing me a pair of crutches. I wasn't fully able/supposed to walk yet. "It's alright Doc, I'll carry her." Brendon said sliding me off the bed.

Brendon and I got in the elevator to go upstairs. "Ooh elevators always give me butterflies in my tummy." Brendon giggled.

He carried me down the hallway and into the room. "Here we go." He said placing me on the bed.

Dr. Stumph knocked on the door then walked in. "It's 8:23 PM now, I'll let you guys visit for a little, then you can head to bed."

He shut the door behind him. "Before we go to bed can I borrow something?" Brendon asked. "Yeah sure what is it?" I replied. "A kiss. I promise to give one back." He smiled.

I pecked his lips. "There." He frowned a little. "B-but... Can I have a longer one?" "Fineeeee only because I love you." I giggled.

"I love you." He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. I looked at him and said, "You missed." He looked confused. I repeated, "You missed." And leaned to kiss his soft pink lips. He grabbed the back of my head and pressed my face closer to his. He opened his mouth and put his tongue into my mouth, our tongues swirled around each other.

"I love you so much Bren." I said, looking into his eyes. "I love you too Alex, so so much."

{A/N: 80% of this story is true about my life. Obviously I'm dating Brendon.

I did not give out real names for confidential reasons. I picked jack for my step-dad because he's a jackass *ba dum tiss*. Mercedes was my mom's name when she was in Spanish in high school, the other choice I had was Minerva. My name is not actually Alex. If you want my name just PM me.

I love you guys so much, and thank you for reading.

~IrresistiblePatrick}