Happy Little Pill

My feet danced across the kitchen floor while Panic! At The Disco played through the stereo. It has been such a long time since I just danced around the house, then again, it has been a long time since I have lived in a house this big. I Write Sins Not Tragedies began to play and I stopped dancing while a smile appeared on my face. As I belted out the lyrics I moved my body weirdly. At this point, I didn't care if anyone was watching, this song is musical gold. As I danced around, I felt arms wrap around my waist that made me stop moving.

"Andy, this song is the shit! Let me go!" I giggled and he held tight.

"Not when your nephew is looking at you like that," he said and I looked over at Charlie.

"He knows what kind of family his is, he shouldn't be fazed by it," I said and turned off the song. Andy let go and I looked up at him with a death glare before turning back to Charlie and smiling.

"Yes, hello. Sorry for that, I sometimes just need to dance," I said and walked over to him.

"It's fine, Panic! At The Disco is awesome," he said.

"See the kid knows where it's at," I said and walked into the living room and sat down on the couch.

"Alright, we are writing songs and stuff. What do you want to write about?" I asked. Charlie gave me this scared look and I smiled.

"Okay, fine, I'll do what I did with Andy. How are you feeling about the whole situation that happened?" I asked.

"My suicide attempt?" He asked.

"Yep," I answered and he sighed.

"I wish it never happened," he said.

"Alright, dig deeper, I will get the emotions out. And don't be afraid to cry, this house has seen so many tears it's not even funny," I said.

"Well, it scares me that I thought that killing myself was the only thing that would help the situation," he said.

"That's a start. Now, write about it," I said and handed him my notebook and pencil. He gave me this confused look.

"Andy, get in here!" I called and then he came strolling in.

"Yes?" He asked.

"When we were writing songs, what did I always say?" I asked.

"Write about it," he rolled his eyes.

"Did it work?" Charlie asked.

"Hell yeah, we got so many good songs from me feeling like shit all the time it was great," he smiled and leaned against the couch.

"Okay," Charlie said quietly.

"I'll give you five minutes to write about it," I said and he began writing things. I got off the couch and walked to the kitchen to grab a soda. As I closed the fridge door I looked over at the doorway and saw Andy looking at me.

"What?" I asked as a yawn left my mouth.

"He is going to hate you after a couple days," he said.

"Oh really?" I asked.

"Yeah, cause I hated you for like a week, but then I got over it," he said and kissed me quickly.

"If you hate me it means I'm doing what I intended," I said and walked back into the room.

"Show me what you got kid!" I exclaimed and sat down on the couch. He handed me the notebook and I looked over the words.

"Damn, this is dark," I looked at him.

"It's what I feel," he said and I looked at him.

"Okay, well, let's take some of these lyrics and make a chorus," I said and looked over the lines.

"I like the line, I walk down this road.
To another life.
Somewhere I am accepted.
A place out of this world." I told him and he bit his lip.

"Hey, it's fine. Would you rather go chill in a cold office and talk about your problems with some stranger? Or chill here with me and Andy and talk about your problems? In the comfort of a house," I said.

"I'd rather be here," he said quietly.

"Exactly. Now. I am doing that patient confidentiality thing, so whatever you tell me, I won't talk about outside of this house," I said.

"Yeah, fine," he said.

"Okay, we can talk about your problems now, or we can go clean out the guest room," I said.

"Clean out the guest room?" Charlie asked.

"Yes, Andy and I are turning it into a writing room," I said.

"I'd rather talk about my problems," he said.

"Alright, shoot," I said and he sighed again.

"I've never really liked having Lauren as my mom," he said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because, she's so judgey and doesn't like things that don't go her way," he said. I know my sister is pretty rough sometimes.

"When did you first have feelings towards other guys?" I asked.

"The year before we left Germany," he said.

"That was like, three years ago?" I asked. He nodded and I shifted my position.

"Why didn't you tell your dad or Lauren?" I asked.

"Lauren would have bitten my head off for even thinking that way, and my dad, I don't know, he's always busy with work, I never got to talk to him about anything," he said. I nodded.

"Has Lauren always been so, what's the word, unaccepting of you?" I asked.

"Since day one. When she married my dad, she basically forgot I existed and focused on her stupid marriage to my dad, and then her kids," he said.

"But she was nice to you at one point?" I asked.

"Yeah, she was awesome when her and my dad first started dating. She made my dad smile after what my mom did and I liked seeing him happy," he said.

"What did your mom do? If you don't mind me asking," I said.

"For one, she embezzled money from my dads company, then she used that money to buy drugs and alcohol. She used to beat me when I was a kid, my dad finally had enough after I ended up in the hospital, almost dead," he said. Wow, this kid is more like me than I thought.

"Was she caught?" I asked.

"Yeah, my dad turned her in once the divorce was finalized. Me and my sister were separated though," he said.

"You have a sister?" I asked.

"Yeah, she's nineteen now," he said.

"Ah, where did she go after the divorce?" I asked.

"My grandparents. She thought our dad was the reason our mom was the way she was, which was a lie," he said.

"Well yeah, your dad is pretty cool," I said.

"When he's not stressing about work, or me," he said. I nodded and glanced up to see Andy talking on the phone. He had an irritated face.

"I'll be right back," I told Charlie as I got off the couch and went into the kitchen by Andy. He was whisper yelling into the phone.

"How the fuck did you get my number?" He asked. I put my hand on his arm and he half jumped.

"Everything okay?" I asked quietly.

"Stop calling me. You broke up with me and I've moved on. Get a life Juliet," he said. Seriously? He hung up and slammed his fists down on the counter.

"Andy, look at me," I said. He just kept staring forward and I ran my hand along his arm. To be honest, when he gets angry, he looks so hot, but also scary at the same time.

"Andy. Look at me," I said and he turned his head to look at me.

"What did she want?" I asked.

"The same shit. Saying she was wrong to break up with me and that she loves me," he said.

"Well, she can take those feelings and shove it," I smiled and he chuckled.

"She's never going to stop pissing me off," he said.

"Probably not, but, we can think towards the awesome future that we will have," I said.

"Yeah yeah yeah," he said and wrapped his arms around my shoulders and kissed the side of my head. I was smiling like an idiot and saw Charlie looking outside.

"Charlie, what's up?" I asked.

"There's a firetruck and ambulance outside my house," he said and opened the front door. What the hell happened?

Notes

So Charlie is awesometastic and I love his character. And Juliet keeps bugging Andy, which probably will never end, I haven't quite decided. I hope you liked it. And I am still deciding why the ambulance is there, but it will be big!