WHO SHIT MY PANTS GUYS THIS ISNT FUNNY IT WASNT ME I SWEAR
"you went killing without me?!" y/n said with a fake frown.
"im sorry! you wouldnt answer your calls so i just went.." brandon laughed at his friend as they walked down the street .
"i cant belive you brandon, so selfish." y/n smirked and unloked the door to her house.
"how about we kill tonight? like, together."
"sure!" y/n smiled and let brandon in. brandon sat on her couch and wondered about the other night, 'did that kiss mean anything? i hope so..' he thought.
"you coming, or are ou just gonna stare at the ceiling?" y/n saidresteing her arm on the staircase ledge (i forgot what it was called waaa)
"yeah.." he said getting up and following her up the stairs to her room.
they entered the room as y/n flopped on her bed.
"i feel bad about killing luke..." she said outloud as brandon looked at her.
"what? why?"
"because he was my friend for so long and he just snapped!" she said looking at him sadly.
"well forget him. i didnt like him in the first place." brandon huffed and stood by her mirror.
"is it because he liked me?"
"no! just drop it!" he said blushing.
"aaaa you like me~"
"NO!"
"i'm just messing around with you dude, no need to get pissy." he said wrapping her arm around his shoulder. brandon smiled and leaned his head on her shoulder. "what you wanna do now?"
"i dont know," brandon replied as y/n let go of him. y/n thought for a while, 'what could we do?'
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//nowhere to go// brandon breyer/brightburn x reader
Horrorin the process of re-writing the entire thing half of the story is very old, edgy and cringe. read the first part for info.. y/n, l/n. a normal 13 y/o girl, who decides to sit somewhere new for lunch. nowhere else to go.. right? (reader is a grade a...
