Brallon Imagines

Oops I did it again, I forgot what I was loosing my mind about.

Watching him slashing around, and hitting the walls scared me. It wasn't as bad as when the picture frame was thrown in my direction. It hurt because it was our wedding photo. I knew it wasn't him his eyes were a foggy grey; and he never yells. When I saw him hyperventilating in the corner I knew it was finished. "Brendon the medicine isn't working. I don't know why I got angry, I had nothing to be angry about." I didn't know how to respond. I'm still terrified that one of the time's he blacks out, the broken hole in the wall will be me. "I didn't hurt you right?" He asks gripping on to the carpet. He looks up a little bit to see the broken picture frame in front of him.  My form sitting with my legs pulled up to my chest, and resting my forehead on my knees. "You're not insane Dallon you just need treated." He bites his lip and lets a tear roll down his face. I want to swipe it away, but he needs his space. "Can you hand cuff me to the stairs so it doesn't happen again." The doctor said to do something to keep him restrained. The only option we had was for him to do that and fight off the urge to turn into him by trying to break the handcuffs. After letting him get comfortable on the stair case I give him a kiss. "I'll see you in the morning and call the doctor." He nods and I cover him up with a blanket.

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Weirdest one I've ever done but it's all I got.~Nelly_thefangirl