sweetie • Brendon Urie x Reader

nineteen

"You're with me, y/n."

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•dream•
Tyler was walking home with me, we were laughing and pushing each other around. Soon enough the fun ended as we reached the door to my house. I sighed and waved bye to Tyler, he smiled and waved back saying goodnight. I opened the door and walked inside, closing the door behind me. I walked into the kitchen where James happened to be standing, knife in hand.

"So, you were out with your little boyfriend again, huh?" James spoke.

He slowly inches towards me, I stood in place unable to speak or move.

"I don't want my step daughter being a whore and sleeping with everyone, you hear me?" He yelled.

I gulped as he grabbed my throat and pushed me up against the wall. I placed my hand on his, trying to pull it away from my throat.

"How many other boys have you slept with?! Brendon, what about Dallon? Patrick? You slut!"

He threw himself at me. He ripped my shirt off and pulled my skirt down, he placed his hands on me and moved his hands up and down my body. I felt disgusting. He dug his nails into my skin, causing me to yelp. Apparently that was the wrong thing to do, he grabbed the knife and-

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•present day•
I screamed and woke up. Tears streaming down my face, my body shaking. I jumped as I felt someone touch my leg.

"Hey, Hey it's just me, y/n." Tyler's soft voice spoke.

I cried harder and pulled Tyler towards me, wrapping myself around him and hugging him tightly. He hugged me back and rubbed his hand up and down my back. He started humming a song which I didn't recognise. Tears still spilled out my eyes. A soft knock was heard at the door, Tyler hummed in response as someone opened the door.

"Is everything okay?" I heard Tyler's mum whisper.

I didn't look at her, instead I hid myself in Tyler's chest and continued crying. My body still shaking. Tyler looked down at me and back to his mum.

"We're fine, mum. We're sorry, go back to sleep." Tyler whispered.

I didn't see Kelly, but I'm pretty sure she nodded and closed the door. I heard the small click of the door being closed. I looked up at Tyler who was looking down at me with concerned and sad eyes.

"C-can you please stay up here with me?" I asked between small cries.

He nodded and reached for his pillow on the floor. I clung onto Tyler, he wriggled himself down the bed so that he was laying down with me.

"What was the dream about?" He whispered.

"J-James. H-he called me a slut and ripped my c-clothes off, he started t-touching me. He dug his nails into my skin causing m-me to yelp. H-he then grabbed a k-knife and went to s-Stab me." I cried.

"Shh, it's okay. You're safe, okay? You're with me, y/n. James isn't here." He shushed me.

Soon enough my crying stopped and I fell asleep in Tyler's warm embrace.