Cry

I'm sorry all I'm doing is dark things...I suppose I'm a bit unhappy, and this is my therapy. Anyway, Oli tries to get him and his brother home safely through an alley in town, but he didn't count on thugs being there. Short drabble. BMTH. No slash.

Also if any band person reads this, I choose randomly the people in my story. I suppose I'm on a bit of a Sykes kick right now, but I in no way want any of what I write to ever happen. It would be a horrifying event.