I decided to go visit Brendon at the asylum today. As I drove to the asylum, I felt butterflies fill my stomach. I was just really nervous. I mean, this was the man that I fell head over heels for. He was the man with the beautiful voice. The man who didn't want me to spend the night alone. He seemed like the man of my dreams.

I found a parking stall and walked into the asylum, asking to see Brendon Urie.

They took me to the maximum facility, where Brendon was placed. Brendon walked towards me with chains around his hands and feet. He looked somewhat happy.

"Hi Sarah. It's nice to see you again." Brendon said with a big smile.

"Hi Brendon." I said as I fiddled with my fingers.

"How have you been?" Brendon asked me.

"Um, I've been doing good. You?" I said as I made eye contact with the guard.

"Well, they diagnosed me with anxiety disorder but other than that everything's going great here." Brendon said as he touched my hand.

"The therapy sessions have been helping me a lot and I take meds every single day. Sarah, I'm better now. I'm not the same guy as before." Brendon said as he made me tear up.

I held his hand and told him, "Brendon, I'll come back in a month and if I notice a change in you, I promise I will take you home. Then you'll be out of this place. You can stay with me."

"That sounds like a deal. I'll see you in a month." Brendon said as he kissed my cheek.

"Ready, Urie?" The guard said as he pulled Brendon up by his shirt, making him furious.

I noticed Brendon kept his calm when the guard pulled him up by his shirt. I would've expected Brendon to yell at him or punch him. That's when I knew how much Brendon hated this place. He just wanted to get out of there. I was his only hope.

One month later:

I was getting ready to visit Brendon once again. I left my house after I grabbed my good luck pin that said 'top|-/'

When I got to the asylum, a woman pulled me to the side and asked me a series of questions.

"What's going on?" I said in a nervous tone.

"Ma'am, you visited Brendon Urie the last time you were here. Correct?" A woman asked me as she pulled out a notepad.

"Um, yes. Will you please tell me what's going on?" I asked as sweat began to drip down my face.

"What did Brendon tell you the last time you spoke with him?" The woman asked me.

"He just told me how he's been taking meds everyday and how he has been going to therapy. I told him that if I come back in a month and I notice a change in him then I'll take him home. That's why I was here. Now can you tell me what's going on!?" I shouted as my hands slapped the table.

"Ma'am, Brendon has murdered a young girl who goes by the name Marcie Florence."

My mind was racing. I couldn't believe the things coming out of this womans mouth. Brendon wouldn't do that. I felt as if I was going to faint.

"Ma'am, are you alright?" The woman asked me as my head spun. I nodded and sat down. I ran outside to my car.

There was only one thing left to do. I had to bust Brendon out of there.

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