Y/N POV
The visions, the horror and the sadness haunts me to this day, a thing no child should have to go through. I wake up at 3am short of breathe, my heart beaming out of my chest.
BRADY'S POV
I wake up to Kingsley's bark alert to wake the nearest person. I see y/n quivering looking so scared in the bed next to me. I quickly jumped out of bed and scooped her up and held her tight as I sat on the edge of my bed."They're going to hurt me, they're going to hurt me," she repeated twice in total fear as I feel her whole body shake against mine. "Nobody's going to hurt you gorgeous especially when I'm here," I said as I held her tighter. I placed her in my bed beside me and cuddled her close. I made a promise to myself I wouldn't sleep till I knew my girl was. After about 20 minutes y/n drifted off and I watched her beauty.
—NEXT MORNING—
TRICIA'S POV
I woke up and checked on Brady and y/n and my heart sank when I caught them in the same bed, my trust was ruined. I gently shook Brady to wake him up. "Brady, get up now!" I said quietly but firmly trying not to wake y/n up. He got up and I dragged him in to the kitchen. "How could you!?" I said to Brady sounding angry but disappointed. "Mom, it's not what it looks like, y/n had an episode in the night and so I brought her into my bed to calm her down till she fell back to sleep and I accidentally drifted of to," Brady replied sounding concerned about y/n. "Okay, if nothing happened and that was the reason I'll be tolerant," I said suspiciously. "No, we didn't do anything like that, we're not even legal age mom!" Brady replied annoyed at me. "Just saying," I said to remind him of the rules.
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Dancing through the struggles of love (Brady Farrar x reader)
Hayran KurguBrady Farrar imagine where his girlfriend visits him. **WARNING** PTSD and mental health mentioned in this story so if your triggered by things of this content please do not read this. Also I'm not sticking to the dance moms episodes.
