Brendon Urie Imagines

Brother

*Y/N's P.O.V*
My friends are forcing me to go to a bar with them. I really don't want to go. I'm not supposed to go, their sneaking me in. I'm 17. If my older brother, Brendon, ever found out I'm going to a bar, he'd kill me.

I'm sitting on a stool at the bar right now. This guy has been staring at me for a while now, and it's freaking me out. And then he started walking over to me. I tried to stay calm and stared down at my drink. "Hey sweetie, what's a nice girl like you doing all alone?" The guy said with an alcohol stained breath. I shuttered at the smell and said "can you kindly fuck off please". "Ooo feisty, I like it" he said and put his hand on my thigh. I flinched at his touch. "Can you please stop touching me" I said with a hint of frustration in my voice. He gripped my thigh tighter and said "no". I whimpered and my eyes started to water. "That's a nice sound, maybe I can make you do it again" he growled in my ear. He gripped my wrist with a lot of pressure and pulled me out of the bar. I yelped in pain as he yanked me along. He pushed me against the wall with so much force that the breath got knocked out of me. He put his hands on either side of my head and attacked my neck with his lips. Tears started falling down my face as he made hickey's on my neck. "C'mon, you know you enjoy it" he said as he sucked on my neck. "P-please, stop" I said through tears. He pulled away from my neck and said "god, can you shut up bitch". And then he tried to take my shirt off, I fought back but he was too strong. He got my shirt off completely and then he unbuttoned my jeans and tried to pull them down. But before he could pull them down I heard a voice say "get the fuck away from her". The voice was deep, sounds familiar, but with everything going on right now I couldn't place who it was. The guy in front of me removed his lips from my neck and slowly turned around. I got a view of who was talking and I was so relieved to see my brother, Brendon. "Oh my god, Brendon" I whispered to myself, mentally thanking god that he came to help me. "And why should I stop, she was practically begging for it" he said. I cried harder and slid down the wall to wrap my arms around my knees and nuzzling my face in between my knees. I heard a loud smack and a groan. I looked up and saw the guy on the ground, grabbing his jaw and groaning in pain. I saw Brendon shaking his hand in pain because he punched the guy so hard. "Now get out of here and don't EVER touch my sister again" Brendon said and then kicked the guy in the stomach. After he kicked the guy, the guy got up and stumbled away and Brendon walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder. I flinched at his touch and tried to get away. "Y/n, it's me, Brendon" he said. I looked up and saw him. I tackled him to the ground and cried into the crook of his neck. He rubbed light curled on my back as he lied in the ground with me on top of him. He kissed the top of my head. "Shhhh, you don't have to be scared anymore, I'm here, I'll protect you, I won't let anyone hurt you anymore." He said into my hair. After a few minutes my crying died down and I was just nuzzling my face into Brendon's neck. I almost fell asleep when Brendon said "what were you doing in the bar anyways?" I sighed and said "my friends forced me to sneak in, I didn't want to go, I swear...your not mad at me are you?" I asked with a little bit of fear in my voice. "No no no, well, maybe a little, but you don't have to be scared. I won't tell mom and dad okay" he said and kissed my temple. I smiled a little and nuzzled my face into his neck some more. "How did you know I was here anyways?" I asked genuinely confused. "Well, I was going into the bar, but then I heard crying and went to go check it out and I saw you. So my protective brotherly instincts kicked in and I punched the guy." Brendon said. I smiled a little and said "thank you Brendon, I love you". "No problem Y/n, and I love you more" he said.