Brendon Urie Imagines

Only Black Days and Sky Grey

I'd just walked into our bedroom. I saw her huddled figure curled up on the bed. I could hear the quiet sobs. She hadn't noticed me yet. She was too absorbed in her own misery.

I walked over a sat on the bed beside her before pulling her gently into my arms. I could feel her shaking. She turned to face me. The tear tracks covered her face. She buried her face into my chest and whispered sweet nothings into her ear.

She looked up to me.
"Please don't leave me I wouldn't be able to handle it." She said

"I promise." I replied

1 Year Later
I place the bouquet of roses on the grave. My tears still covering the flowers. My teardrops fall like rain onto the grave.

I kept my promise

Update after ages. Ik super short sorry for killing them every time. It just happens. If you're following this story be prepared for more death.
-Satan