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Tuesday, 5 August 2008
10:48:09 PM (GMT)
Spencer was gone. No, he wasn't dead. Just gone. Emotionally speaking. Not even Jon
could bring a smile to his face, and Jon could bring a smile to anyone's face. The
reason? Brendon was dead. Sure, they hadn't been lovers just close friends, but the
way Brendon died. It could crush anyone's spirit. Especially when you were only three
feet away when his body fell on you, blood soaking your shirt. Holding Brendon as he
weezed for air. Smiling his last smile at the person who had killed him. He didn't
hate him, only loved him. That's what angered Spencer most. Ryan had been forgiven
for shooting Brendon. Yeah. Ryan had killed Brendon. His own lover. Well, I
guess I should explain the story. I'm sure you're wondering.
    Everything had been fine until a few months ago. Then the bruises started showing
on Brendon's skin. Oh, we can't forget the screaming and crying at night. That was
the worst. It was so bad Spencer was climbing into Jon's bunk so Jon would comfort
him. They were in the throes of a nightmare. No night went without the horrible
noises. But the night of Brendon's twenty-first birthday was the worst.
*Few months ago* 
    "Hey Brendon, happy birthday!" Spencer sang with Jon as Brendon sleepily entered
the kitchen. He instantly perked up. "Thanks guys!" Brendon said as he sat down at
the table. "Open my present," Spencer told him, giddy at what he had thought of.
Brendon eyed him wearily, but opened it anyway. He gasped at what was inside, tears
instantly coming to eyes. It was a small journal, beautifully engraved with Brendon's
name on the cover. "Thank you Spencer," he whispered hugging Spencer, tears now
running freely down his face. Jon then handed him his present. It was pen that went
perfect with the journal. "I love it guys," he said, again hugging Spencer, then Jon.
These were the only presents he would get today. His parents had disowned him and
Ryan didn't care. He cherished that his two other bandmates cared enough to do this
for him.
*Later that night*
    "Spencer, Jon can you come to Brendon's room?" Ryan called as he set up for the
night. He would finally break Brendon's spirit, by raping him in front of Spencer and
Jon. Soon after they arrived, unsuspecting of Ryan's plan. As they entered, Ryan
snuck up behind them. He had needles in his hand and shoved them into Spencer and
Jon's backs. Quickly the sedative took effect and they fell to the floor, unconcious.
Last edited: 6 August 2008

falloutrocker says:   5 August 2008   181196  
‹<3 Her lips taste like a loaded gun</3› says:   5 August 2008   686425  
thats so sad
‹Mad♥Hatter♥Love› says :   5 August 2008   392697  
this is great! Keep writing!


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