After hours of uncertainty, Brendon finally realised he couldn’t wait around forever, hoping someone could make the decision for him. It’s Natasha or no one at all. Why was it such a hard decision to make? Despite them being together for almost three years he couldn’t decide what was best for him. “Come on Brendon.” He whispers while squeezing onto his head tightly. Looking up he glances over to a photo of him and Natasha and starts remembering all the good memories they shared together, but there shortly interrupted by all the confusing and bad memories they shared too. Leaving the debate where it is, he decided he didn’t want it messing up his plans for tonight. As he walks over to his mirror that leans against his bedroom wall, he starts checking himself out. “No marks, no stains. Perfect.” He says confidently before grabbing his coat and leaving.
Walking down the stairs of his semi-detached house, he is interrupted by his mom Lorry, wondering where he was going. From that moment he couldn't help but wonder why his parents always need to know where he's going even at his age.
#2 UPLOAD TOMORROW
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