I'm Okay, I Promise.
THIS MENTIONS PURGING. DON'T READ IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT DON'T READ.
I WARNED YOU.
~Time jump a few days~
Brendon was sitting in his room messing with a guitar. "Hey Brendon I'm gonna head over to Patrick's, you good?" Joe asked from the kitchen area. "Yeah. Dallon is gonna come over in a few." "Alright. Later." "Later Joe."
Brendon sat for a minute in the quiet. All of a sudden he felt really insecure. "Goddamn it, not now..." he mumbled to himself. All Of the voices came back.
Honestly, you'd be better off gone.
You're dumb, ugly, too fat.
Everyone would be better.
Brendon took a shaky breath and walked to the bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror.
Go ahead Brendon.
Do it.
You know you want to.
You know you NEED to.
He sat down on the floor and closed his eyes before shoving 2 fingers down his throat. He began to puke and tears started running down his face. He gagged himself again as he began to cry and puke even more. Brendon heard a door but ignored it. He puked until he couldn't anymore.
"Bren? Are you okay?" Shit, it was Dallon. "Uh, yeah be out in a second." Brendon stood up and looked in the mirror. His face was pale, his eyes were red, tears running down his face. "Real fucking attractive, Brendon..." He whispered.
He wiped off his face and walked out of the bathroom where he met Dallon. "Hey, ready to go?" Brendon said grabbing a jacket. He wouldn't look at Dallon. "Hang on a second. Are you okay?" "Oh yeah I'm good." Dallon gently grabbed Brendons arm and put a hand on his face.
"You don't feel warm but your really pale. Do you feel sick?" Dallon asked. "No I'm fine." Dallon put his hand on Brendons chin so he could look im in the eye. "Brendon I heard you puking." Brendon sighed. "I just have an upset stomach. That's all." "Okay. I'm sorry if I seemed pushy. I just want to make sure you're okay."
Brendon smiled and kissed Dallon. "I get it. I'm fine though, I promise." "Okay. So what do you wanna do." Brendon started to smirk. "Hang on a second..."
Brendon created private chat with Spencer
Brendon: we still on?
Spencer: yeah
Brendon: alright. Who did you get for a band?
Spencer: a guy named Kenny. We don't have a bassist.
Brendon: i can take care of that. we r leaving campus.
Spencer: okay hurry up. Theres a crowd. we r a band you know, we have a schedule to follow.
Brendon: yeah yeah
Brendon added Pete to chat.
Brendon: Pete take your bass to the beach.
Pete: okay. whats the setlist??
Brendon sent picture to chat
Pete: okay. omw
Brendon smiled to himself and put his phone away. "We should go to the beach. I have a surprise." Dallon looked at Brendon with a questioning look. "Okay... I'm kinda scared." Brendon laughed. "You should be."