devilishskulls

Brendon slowly plucked the strings on his guitar. "Dododo." He sand a bland line of do's. "I'm stuck guys let's go home, and get some sleep." He stood up, and set his guitar on it's stand. He walked towards the door to wait for Dallon, and Spencer as they packed up. While they walked out of the studio they talked about the usual. T.v., Girls, music, and bear. The cold night air wrapped around them as they walked towards their car. The wind was so strong that they couldn't hear anything around them, but there own voices. Spencer and Brendon didn't notice when Dallon fell, and Brendon didn't notice it when Spencer fell, and no one noticed when

Brendon slowly opened his eyes. "Spencer? Dallon?" He took long pauses in between both of their names. His angelic voice was now more than a whisper. He slowly lifted his head to look around the room. The first thing he noticed was the blood stains on the wall. He was slowly starting to remember how he got blitz attacked while Spencer, Dallon, and he where leaving the studio. Brendon gasped at the sight of Dallon's bloody body sprawled out across the floor in front of him. He couldn't tell weather he was alive, or not. "Ahhh!" Spencer's familiar voice came from the next room over. "God damnit Ryan you don't need to do this." "Spencer!" Bren