Brendon's POV:

Boom.
Y/N's screams.
That's all I can remember hearing after a bullet went through my head.
After that I'm falling through the bed I was in.
Falling in a deep black hole
I notice bones, skulls, and skeletons as I fall
I land with a thud after what felt like forever
[ Insert Emperors New Clothes Music Video ]
After my little scene, I'm shot up into the air and I land on a little white cloud in a bright light.
Suddenly an angel shows up
" hello Brendon "
" um hey "
" I see you have failed the test "
" what test? "
" well, you're obviously a demon so that means you are destined to Hell "
" I'm sorry! Please, it just.... it just got to hard! Please give me another chance "
" I will allow you to have a second go at it "
" Really!? Thank you so much "
" but first, you must become apart of the Protective Human Angels or other known as the PHA "
" Ok so I have to be some kind of guardian angel to some random kid "
The angel just looks at me and smiles
" their not always random kids "
" wait wha- " I suddenly fall from the clouds and land back on the bed I was originally at before I died.
I'm back to what I looked like before I became a demon, so I guess that's good.
Once I realize where I'm at, I find Y/N, at my doorway of my bedroom crying.
Their is people in my room
My parents who I must say don't look sad at all
Cops who are investigating and collecting evidence
And lastly I see the medics pick up my dead body and put it on this rolly thing and covers me with a white blanket.

" So who's my person...? " I thought out loud
Suddenly a letter drops on the floor with my name on it. "

I open the letter and it says:

Dear Brendon,

Who do you love?

That's her.

I look over and see Y/N still standing their sobbing as she watched my dead body roll out of her home

Who do I love?

I look towards Y/N and smile

" Well this is going to be fun "

I am
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Sorry

I totally forgot about this story, I have been so busy and have been doing so many things over my week of fall break.
I PROMISE I will post tomorrow around night time.
Again I'm so sorry and I hope you enjoy this super short story
~ your trashy band author ( who can't write to save her life )