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i looked around. blood, Brendon standing with his mouth wide open, and the sound of Josh's footsteps as he ran down the hallway. we and Brendon looked at each other, then back. and the blood was gone. and most importantly, his little sister had died. doctors rushed in and started to detach all the wires. Brendon fell to his knees, and I was about to say something such as 'I'm sorry' or 'holy crap, there was blood, this kids possessed!' but before I opened my mouth, Josh came in, picked me up, threw me over his shoulder, and walked out. he put me down in the hallway, "What was that for?" I said, straightening out my skirt. "his little sister just died, and I don't want your opinionated personality to make him feel any worse." he said. "did you see that?! there was blood. everywhere" I said , so loud I got a weird glance from an elderly couple. "Lexi it's a hospital" Josh said, a little comically. "so?! it was real, all over the walls!" I said, loudly. "really Lexi, we're going home come on" he said, dragging me out. I looked at Brendon one more time. it's weird seeing the bad boy cry
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POSSESSED - BRENDON URIE
Fanfiction(This was written years ago, sorry it's terrible. Read my new shit tho!) Pete wentz, exorcisms, and band members. What else could someone ever ask for?
