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All actions made up in this chapter/imagine is for the cause of plot and this isn't okay for it to happen I real life. THERES HITTING AND I DON'T KNOW IF THAT WILL TRIGGER ANYONE BUT BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY. Enjoy!The next morning the two boys were woken up with a,"What are you two doing!" By Brendon's father. He came to tell the two that the pancakes were ready. They both had awoken with a jolt of nervousness. Dallon's hand was still tangled in Brendons hair from when he fell asleep playing with it, and he was still holding his arm."D-dad we just fell asleep that-" The boy was interrupted."That's a lie, you stutter when you lie! Don't you lie to me boy!" His father went to hit his face but Dallon new that action all to well. He jumped in front so Brendon wouldn't have to feel the pain he did at home."Dallon, run." He whispers. He pushes the tall boy towards the basement door before he could get hit again.
Once his father realized what happened, he started to chance the two best friends. The door was slammed in his face each time he tried to exit out of one. Brendon followed Dallon the whole time. A couple of lefts and a couple of rights here in there and they stopped in front of a house. They'd lost Brendon's dad a block back, so they new they were safe. "Come here. This is my grandma's house. "He knocks on the door and says,"I don't think he'll find us here."
A lady with graying hair opens her foot and says,"Oh Dallon what did your father do this time?" She gently put her hand on his shoulder, and he took a glance at Brendon."It's not him this time." He motions to his friend with a nod of the head."It's his." His grandmother took her first glance at him, and of course noticed his big brown eyes. "Come inside and explain everything." When walking inside the taller boy whispered in his ear, "Who do you want to explain it, me or you?" Brendon sighed and replied with, "You please." And followed into the living room.
The grandmother wasn't urgent. She was letting the two calm down. But, when the Dallon started telling what happened she never interrupted. She only listened. When "story time" was done the only question asked was, "Dallon is he...?" She trailed off in her sentence, leaving Brendon confused but Dallon perfectly aware of what she was asking. He nodded quickly. "Well Brendon I guess this will be your new home." He looked over at Dallon tiredly and went with what ever they have planned.
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So this I believe part four will be last. This was supposed to be last but I'm lazy, tired, and hungry. AND THIS BOOK ALMOST HAS 800 READS SWEET JESUS THANK YOU!!!!I'll update soon Brallon enthusiasts!~Nelly_thefangirl
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Brallon Imagines
FanfictionA bunch of Brallon imagines......I think Somethings towards the end may not have Brallon in it. A lot of it does though so please enjoy it! {C O M P L E T E D} #90 in atthedisco