Emo Band Imagines

Bruises ~ M.W.

The warm water hit your skin. It wasn't relaxing, it burned. Every part of your body hurt, literally everywhere. You looked down at yourself:
Covered in bruises and unwanted hickeys.

You cried at the sight.

"Y/n?" Frank knocked on the door.

He was your older brother, but how were you gonna tell him?

"Yea?" You managed to not stutter and make your voice sound like the usual happy one.

"Are you alright? You've been in there for like...an hour!" He said, still knocking on the door for some reason.

"Y-yea."

Fuck. You fucking stuttered. Now Frank will know that something is up.

"I don't believe you." Frank started. "Look, I'm gonna go downstairs for 5 minutes. And when I'm back, I expect you to be wrapped in a towel and out of the shower. I know something's wrong and I'm gonna find out what."

You sighed, as you heard his footsteps fade. You had no choice, so you did what your brother wanted from you.

You stepped out of the shower, took the towel in your hand and wrapped it around your small bruised frame. You walked over to the bathtub and sat down on the counter from it.

A few minutes passed by and Frank opened the door and stepped in. Before he had time to look at you, he quickly close the door and finally turned around to see you.

His eyes widened and he bent down. "Did Mikey do this? 'Cause he better have a good explanation for this." He chuckled and that chuckle turned to a laughter.

He then regonized your tears and stopped immediately. "Did Mikey hurt you?" Frank asked.

You looked up at his and furrowed your eyebrows. "No! Mikey would never!"

Frank let out a sigh of relief. "Who did this to you?"

You didn't answer and hoped to just disappear from this situation and never come back. But you knew that wouldn't happen. You looked down on the floor, hoping Frank would leave.

And he did.

But came back with your boyfriend Mikey after a minute or two.

"Someone did this to her and she won't tell me who." Frank explained. His voice sounded sad and broken. Frank was hurt that you didn't trust him enough to tell him what happened. He was your brother, he was supposed to protect you from everything. But he didn't.

Mikey sat down next to you and wrapped his arms around your body. You quickly buried your face in his chest and began crying again. Mikey was stroking your hair and whispering sweet nothings to you.

"Come on. Tell me, who did this?"

"A-alden" you whimpered.
(A/n: just a random name I found on the internet. Ok back to the story)

Mikey looked at Frank and rose his eyebrows. Frank knew what that meant and walked downstairs. You heard how Frank called for Gerard and Ray. Not long after, the 3 guys left to go to Aldens house and teach him a lesson.

Meanwhile, Mikey walked you over to the bedroom. He gave you sweatpants and a way too big shirt. Mikey watched you dress and pulled you down on the bed with him.

He wrapped his arms around you once again. He kissed your head, forehead, and every inch of your face. He started to stoke your hair. "No one's ever going to hurt you again. I'll be here, and I won't leave."