forty-four.

[beforeorsince]

"But you can't be," his mom tells him, tearfully. Brendon swallows loudly and stares at her, red-eyed. She's wringing her hands, hunched over herself on the armchair. "Brendon, you - this isn't you, this is. Did those boys - that Ryan, did he - "

"No, Mom," he tells her, firmer than his voice was a minute ago. "This is me."

"Bullshit this is you

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[prettykitty_aya]

:(((((