"Stop moving so much kid! Damn, you might not be able to feel pain, but it doesn't mean I'm not squeamish to watching you bleed!" Brendon squealed. You rolled your eyes as he patched up your bullet wound.
"Don't be a baby Brendon. It's just some flesh and blood. Be thankful you didn't have to repair a broken ankle again." You scoffed.
"Well, what are you gonna do now? Andy doesn't remember you and every day that we're not fighting, rock and roll is in danger!" He asked, finishing your suture. You carefully got off of the table and pulled on a black tshirt.
"I go back and fight until he does remember me and comes home." You growled. Brendon put a hand on your shoulder and gave you a look of potty. He knew how much you loved Andy and how much Andy loved you.
"(Y/N) please. Andy...he's gone. We can't get him back." Brendon sighed. You frowned and slapped him, hard.
"Don't you ever say that again, you hear me! I can save him!" You yelled.
"You can't save him and rock and roll." Brendon groaned, rubbing his swollen cheek.
"I will and I can. I just need some back up." You said, walking off.
To be continued...
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Fall Out Boy Imagines 3: Return of The Feels
Fanfiction3rd times a charm I guess. Your four favorite boys are back and guess what! They brought the feels with them...
