kik ; brallon [on hold?]

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dishity dash were going into the past

"brendon.. p-please wake up..."

brendon groaned and turned over. his brother was shaking terribly and tears stained his cheeks. his face was pale and he was out of breath.

the clock illuminated the dark room in neon green numbers, 3:31.

"it's dad.. please h-help.."

but brendon didn't need an explanation from the clearly shaken boy, standing at the foot of his bed.

he knew.

"it'll be okay, don't worry... ill figure this out." brendon started out of bed, with his brother hiding behind him.

brendon walked into the living room, taken aback by the scene that was taking place in front of him.

the ground was littered with beer bottles, while his dad yelled at his mom, spitting foul words and holding a gun behind his back.

brendons' dad didn't know they were behind him, and he tried so hard to be as quiet and cautious as possible, but he failed and his dad turned around.

and in an instant, a piercing gunshot sounded.

but it didn't hit brendon.

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well hello

im changing up the story a bit and giving some backstory on the characters so i hope you like it :-)