AUTHORS NOTE:
HI FRENS! OKAY FIRST OF ALL...4 HUNDRED READS? IS THIS REAL LIFE!! OH MY GOD I KNOW TO SOME ITS NOT ALOT BUT TO ME IT IS! THANKS SO MUCH FOR ALL THE VOTES AND NICE COMMENTS! NOW TO THE OTHER THING! IM GOING ON VACATION FOR A WEEK SO YEAH! THANKS AGAIN GUYS. HERE WE GO!
I was shopping, my usual leisure activity. I was standing in a dressing room, putting my clothes back on. I tried on a dress but I didn't really like it. I tried not to think about the whole thing with Brendon during my free time. I looked at my outfit I had on. I had on a crop top that showed my belly button, high wasted black skinny jeans, and my hair was up in a high, messy bun. I looked cute if I do say so myself. I walked over and tried to open the door. it wouldn't budge. I had to be at practice by 5 and when I checked the time, it was 4. I banged my hand on the door. I remember, my hands were always perfectly manicured. I had light pink nails and they had a bit of sparkle polish, too. i banged the door harder, I kept checking the time.4:04...4:05...4:06. I screamed and banged on the door. after what felt like forever I checked my phone again. 4:20. was I seriously banging this door for 20 minutes?! after what felt like hours of screaming for help and trying to call on my phone for help... the door hadn't opened. i put my forehead to the door and closed my Eyes in frustration. then all of a sudden the dressing room mirror started doing something...it started pouring blood. okay so I know that you're probably thinking of a cheesy movie scene...but this was real. real blood. I let out a small scream and banged the door harder. it finally opened. I looked back at the mirror. it looked normal. same pink little "snap a selfie!" sticker in the corner. it made me sick. nothing had happened to it. I checked my phone. 4:00. no time passed. I tried to walk nonchalantly out but I probably looked weird.
you can't tell anyone about this, not
even Brendon.
I thought, but little did I know, nuts was becoming the new normal.
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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?
