i wake up to my phone buzzing an instagram message at 2:30 AM. brendon lays asleep next to me.
anonymousthreat knock knock, bitch.
it scares the hell out of me.
"brendon," i whisper. "brendon wake up.." i shake him a bit. "brenny!"
he wakes up, groggily.
"babe? what time is it?" he mutters.
"2:32. AM. i just woke up,, look." i show him the message.
his face immediately pales, and he gets up.
"stay here." he checks the peep hole in our door.
"no one." he opens the door, and sees a package.
"look.."brendon shows it to me, it was addressed
"brendon and Azrael -anon"
"oh my god" i say, grabbing it.
i open the package, and it's filled with lots of foam bubbles. at the very bottom, there was a CD of Panic, and a picture of brendon and i. covered in blood. i feel tears start to roll down my face, purely out of fear, and i feel brendon's arms wrap protectively around me.
"it's gonna be okay, baby. we're gonna be okay."
a/n IM SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTERS I HAVE WRITERS BLOCK LMAO ILL WRITE A LONG ONE TO MAKE UP FOR IT HAHA
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