At the age of 15, Bandit ran through the streets back home sobbing her heart out. She raced down the last street on her journey and up the driveway, fiddling with her keys in the lock as her hands shook with shock and sadness. Eventually, she'd got the door open and stepped inside, slamming it behind her and letting her handbag fall off her shoulder to hit the floor. Both Gerard and Lindsey bolted to the hallway where Bandit stood just beyond the front door, their faces painted with confusion and sadness as they watched the tears escape their daughters eyes. As if in sink, both parents got to her side; Lindsey wrapping her arms around her back holding her close as Bandit's head lay against her mother's chest while Gerard stood to the side and placed his arm on his daughters back dragging it vertically as he comforted her.
"H-he c-che-ated!" Bandit explained through sobs and gaps of air, her dad removing his arm from her back and pushing her thick dark hair backwards clearing a spot on her forehead only to plant a kiss ontop.
"He was a Jackass and a prick." He whispered in her ear, his voice gentle as he spoke the truth.
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MCR Scenarios / OneShots
FanfictionRandom little fantasies i have that I decided to write into a scenario / oneshot book. I don't update regularly on this because I hardly get remotely decent ideas so yeah.
