Emo Band Imagines

Deathbeds ~ G.W. (P.P.)

(A/n: I recommend to listen to Deathbeds by Bring Me The Horizon for this imagine, obviously)

"Come on, come on, come on!" Jet Star muttered to himself as he watched Party Poison run towards the car with you in his arms. The reason why you were unconscious, was because you got shot by a Drac in your right shoulder and in your stomach.

Party Poison reached the car and Fun Ghoul opened the door from the inside of the backseat. Party gently layed you down in the backseat, your legs on Ghouls lap and your head on his own lap.

"Drive, drive, drive!" Kobra Kid commanded as he jumped into the passengers seat.

Jet Star obeyed and drove off.

A few minutes passed by and everybody knew they were safe from the Dracs now. Fun Ghoul started to slightly stroke your legs as he started to cry. Kobra Kid cursed under his breath while Party Poison looked down on you and stroked your cheek with his thumb. Jet Star kept his focus on the road, but his vision soon got blurry because of the tears that were welling in his eyes.

You slowly started to hear and feel your surroundings, but you couldn't move.

You felt something wet dropping on your face. You got enough strength to open your eyes to see Party looking down at you. The wet thing that dropped onto your nose a few seconds before, was one of his tears.

"Y/n..." He mumbled.

He never called me by my real name in months, or even years..

You saw Kobra and Fun turning their head towards you from the corner of your eye. You smiled weakly at Party and felt the unconscious take over your body again.

The car stopped and the killjoys reached their gas station, that they were calling their home.

Party carried you bridal-style towards your room, while kicking open the doors. He layed you down and the rest of the boys came back with a first aid kit.

"Before we even try anything, Jet could you look for a pulse?" Kobra asked, while sniffing and wiping his eyes. Jet nodded and reached for your wrist.

Party bended down and took your free hand and kissed you knuckles each. Jet pulled away and shook his head 'no'.

Fun Ghoul turned away and ran his hand through his hair a couple of times as he was choking back tears and sobs.

"No Mikey! I don't give a shit! Just try anything! I can't let her go for fucks sake!" Gerard screamed at the top of his lungs.

"We already did, Gerard." Jet mumbled.