Blood poured from Brendon's body. I shook in horror, not knowing what was happening. I could see my pulse beating in my eyes, and my heart hammering in my chest. I didn't know what was happening because my vision was blurry - not because of tears, but confusion and panic. He was groaning in the corner and sirens sounded outside loudly, making Tate turn pale. Kids sprinted from the scene, followed by Tate who shot a few bullets down the hall.
I crawled to Brendon's body and held his head while keeping my hand on his wound. As much as it traumatised me, I think that's what you're supposed to do.
"Sc-Scar--"
"I know, Brendon, just...don't leave me. You're all I have..."
We weakly rose his hand to my face, smearing blood over my cheek, and smiled.
"I've always loved you. Except when we first met, that would have been weird."
~~Vietnam flashback~~
"No! Stop!" I yelled, although it was pointless because no one could hear me all the way behind the bleachers.
Two older kids were throwing all my stuff on the floor and destroying my books, which my teachers probably wouldn't believe when I told them that's why I didn't have my homework.
"Just leave the poor girl alone, Josh." A voice said behind them.
The two boys turned around and looked at him. He was stunning. His hair was longish and his eyes were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. He had a red and black shirt on, although it looked kind of big for him.
"Brendon--"
"Tyler I swear to God. Look at her! Picking on a kid in our grade is one thing, bullying a defenceless first year is just rude."
They left me alone after that. That was my first year in highschool, and Brendon's last. I only saw him once after that, across the cafeteria and smiled at me.
~~End~~
I pulled my phone out of my pocket as fast as I could and called 911.
"911, what's your emergency?" I woman said over the line, who sounded dead inside.
"You have to come as soon as possible! My boyfr-- My teacher has just been shot!" Tears soaked Brendon's shirt, as his eyes slowly hung heavier.
Soon after, Brendon was carried in a stretcher and taken to the hospital, but I wasn't allowed to ride with him because I wasn't family. All I kept thinking was:
He's gonna die before he knows just how much I love him.
(A/N) VV SHORT BUT I THOUGHT THAT WAS A GOOD PLACE TO END IT.
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The Death Of A Bachelor - Brendon Urie teacherxstudent fanfic au
Hayran Kurgu"Not a lot of people can say they're in love. But not a lot of people are in love with their English teacher, either,"
