A/N: That last chapter wasn't long enough. Now for the truth. This one may not be long either but shh I'm trying to write as much as possible before school.
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Brendon's POV
As I'm pacing (the pews in a church corridor #sorrynotsorryfiteme) my living room, I hear the door slam open (if that makes any sense. Like someone shoving or pushing the door open so it slams into the wall... k) and I snap around to see Y/N, with bruises, cuts, and blood on her arms. "Y/N!" I rush to her and hold her in my arms, rubbing her arms. "What happened? Tell me everything. You can trust me. Was she drunk? Did she know it was happening? Was she on drugs? Is she a drug addict?" I rush her with questions, but then I realize she's passed out from exhaustion. I pick her up bridal style and bring her to the guest room. I lay her down, kiss her forehead, and walk away.
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i have to go to the bus now k bye my mom is rood
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Cutter // Brendon Urie x Reader
FanfictionY/N has known, (and loved), Panic! At The Disco for years. When the band broke up, it tore her heart in two. But when she meets a certain someone at a local coffee shop, he may just change her life forever.
