I ponder of something great
My lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire, exhale desire
I know it's dire, my time today
I have these thoughts so often I ought to replace that slot
With what I once bought but somebody stole my car radio
And now I just sit in silence...
; ; ;
*Brendon's POV*
I had only left his house five minutes ago, yet I already feel guilty for just leaving him like that.
Don't go back...
You already left Brendon...
He hates you...
He's fine...
"Dammit" I said as I turned around and ran towareds Brendon house, which was about two blocks away.
I ran as fast as I could. Do you know that feeling that you get when you think someone you love is in trouble? It feels like dread, stress, sadness, and built up anger all mixed together and just feels like hell. That's the feeling I had about Dallon right now. He was in trouble.
I had sprinted for a block, and my legs were practically screaming at me to stop, but I couldn't. Dallon needs me. I don't know what went through my mind when I left. I wanted to kiss him, I really did. I...just don't even know why I acted like that. I'm such a fucking idiot.
I had finally arrived to the house, and knock somewhat harshly on the door. Pete opened the door, great.
I didn't care what he had to say, so I just pushed him aside as I ran towards Dallon's room.
"What the hell, dude?" Pete exclaimed, making Brendon roll his eyes.
He walked into Dallon's room, no Dallon there.
He walked into the bathroom, and almost fainted.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD, DALLON! DALLON JAMES WEEKES WAKE UP!" I yelled, picking him up. I ran towards my car.
I saw a weak Dallon. His arms were bleeding with self harm cuts, and there was some note, but I didn't care.
I ran into the family room, where Pete was watching T.V.
"PETE GET UP YOU FUCKHEAD" I yelled, making Pete turn his head.
"Wha-OH MY GOD!" He yelled, scrambling off of the couch.
I layed Dallon in the back seat with Pete as we drove to the hospital, which was very close.
It will be okay
He will be fine
Calm down...
Little did I know what would happen next...
(Gonna end It Here Coz im a cheeky bastard)
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Problematic (Brallon)
Fanfiction"Don't you even think about messing with him. He is problematic" Warnings: Possible Trigger Warning, Alcohol and Drugs warning, Mature Language
