Why, Why Brendon? (Ryden)

Why, Why Brendon?

This is the 2 book to my book Love, I love you Ryan. If you haven't read that you will be lost. Thanks!

"Ryan wake up." I opened my eyes groggily to see my mother with a frightened face.

"What? What's wrong?" I asked concerned.

"The police are here to see you."

"Why?!" Shit I had smoked a bowl to calm me before bed because of all the shit recently.

"They need to talk to you."

I got up and worried followed my mom into the living room.

"This is Ryan officers." My dad said, in his house robe.

The two police officers stood up from our leather couch. They walked towards me.

"You might want a seat son." One of the officers said.

I sat down in my recliner not knowing what to say.

"Can we have a private minute alone." The police asked my parents.

They nodded and left the room.

"Son do you know Brendon Urie?"

"Yes he is, or was my best friend."

"Well..." The policeman looked to the other one. "He passed away at 3 A.M. this morning, I'm sorry."

I stared at them as if this was a cruel joke.

"What?" I was in disbelief.

"How?" I could barley speak.

"He committed suicide. A few of his buddies found him in their apartment bathtub with his wrist and arms cut."

I started crying. It was my fault my god it was my fault.

"One more thing, he had Love, I love you Ryan cut into his arms."

I jumped up and ran into the bathroom vomiting into the toilet