(Abandoned) Emo Boyfriend One Shots

Bryson... The Long Distance "Friend"

I am sorry if your mother is the nicest lady. She is rude and mean in this book.

Emotional so watch out.

TRIGGER WARNING SUICIDE

Readers POV

It has been two months since Bryson left. He didn't want to move but his shitty parents are involved in a "gang" like thing. They don't ever pay any attention to him. Bryson was my only friend.

I had been skating around town with a monster in hand and listening to my music. I suddenly got a knot in my stomach and I couldn't breathe. It is that gut feeling you get when you know something is wrong. My 20th birthday is tomorrow, we tried to get Bryson here but that plan failed. I liked him so much because he left I couldn't tell him. My cousins can't come. My mother took away my good pair of headphones because she didn't like how I, "went around Willy Nilly doing inappropriate things"

I brought my skateboard instead of my car my mother is gonna be pissed. She hates when I ride my skateboard. She wants me to drive like a civilized young lady. I am going off to college I can be my own person. Fuck her she is a bitch.

I was about a block away when I heard sirens and saw lights. I picked up my board and ran.

I turned the corner and was horrified at what I saw. Lights flashing in my driveway. Three men in police uniforms were talking to each other by the front door.

I charged to my porch and tapped the shoulder of the officer. He turned around with a grim expression. It was the officer from when my dad was killed years ago. I could nearly remember him talking to me. The only thing I remember was the song he wrote me. That is why music is so important to me.

(Your dad is Mitch Lucker. Go cry now)

My vice was scratchy and weak. "W..W...What Hap... Happened."

"I am sorry to say this but your mother committed suicide. We found this note by her body. She called us saying she was going to end her life. We rushed over here as quick as we could. But we were to late. I am very sorry for your loss. "

I took it and read the beautiful handwriting.

Dear who it may concern, please don't fear for me. I am not suffering any longer. I am with Mitch. I am happy. (Y/n), I only tried to control everything you did so that you wouldn't end up like me. Upset and damaged. You are to live in this house until you are finished with college or maybe even something greater. You could be like your father. You have talent, so make me proud.

She seemed like she had thought this through. Her writing became jagged and sloppy at the end as if she was rushing. I let a single tear fall from my eye as the officer grabbed the note from me. I am know a broken girl, I am full of sin. Even if I try to win the battle will something bad happen.

I dropped to my knees and Burt into tears. I can't handle this anymore. I am alone I am an orphan. Bryson is gone.

I let out all my anger and sadness flow out of me. I felt a great flush of emotion as the world was spinning to fast for me handle.

I came back to reality when a hand rested in my shoulder. My tears had stained the floor. I turned around and looked at the person that has placed their hand on me.

I turned around sniffling. It was Bryson.

I stood and slammed myself into his arms. He hugged me tighter then ever before. I cried once again into his shoulder.

"What... Are you doing here." I had to ask. He was here in my time off need.

"It is your birthday tomorrow why would I miss it." He smiled as he hugged me tighter.

"My mom had said that you couldn't come."

"(Y/n) it was a going to be a surprise for you. But then this happened. I am sorry. I know what you are going through."

I released the hug and looked at him.

"What do you mean that you know what I am going through?" I was confused by what he just said.

"My parents were killed in a fight. I have been living alone for the past few months. They took our house so I have been homeless for the last month and a half."

"Bryson do you want to live with me. My mother has the house purchased and she left me the money so I can live in this house forever."

"Are you willing to let me impose on you." He scratched the back of his neck.

"Of course I lov... Your my friend I am willing to do that for you." I caught myself, I almost just confessed.

The police finished up what they had to do I brought Bryson inside. I grabbed his hand and I told him about the crush I had in him.

It wasn't the smartest idea but I wanted to get it off my chest.

"I like you to (Y/n) I have liked you since I met you years ago." I hugged him and he kissed me on the top of the head.
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The fluffy smut is coming. I am working on it.

I want to stress that if you ever feel like life isn't worth it. Please talk to me. You aren't alone. I am getting back from anorexia, bulimia, anxiety, and depression. Just send me a message and I will answer you.

I know all about this and if you don't feel comfortable talking to me. Talk to anyone you trust they will help you.

Love Y'all so fucking Much
~Matty