Roadtrip oneshots (mainly little)

always alone - brandy

hey... did you miss me?

the band was never a think in this one
school au
brooklyn 16 andy 18

trigger warning, minor sexual assault

-third person pov-

brooklyn was quiet, yet hyper.

when andy saw him in school the boy always had a stuffie with him, and a big hoodie on.

one time in the lunch room andy saw him with his head down on the table he was at alone, but he caught a glimpse of a thumb in his mouth.

andy was older. two years older. and quite known around the school. he was so popular.

he noticed that brooklyn was always alone. always.

-different scene-

it was a monday. lunch time.

andy looked around for the small boy.

once his eyes caught him he realized what was happening.

brooklyns thumb was in his mouth and two older and bigger guys were approaching him.

andy knew these guys from parties.

one of them grabbed brooklyns wrists and kept them on the table while the other reached down to touch him.

and then andy was there.

and he was livid. all he could see was red.

he threw punch after punch at both of them.

beating the shit out of them.

he didn't stop when the teachers yelled at him.

he didn't stop when people tried to pull him off.

he didn't care. they were gonna pay.

he only stopped as he heard the small scared sobs.

standing up and turning back around.

seeing the small boy curled in on himself. crying. and staring at andy scared.

andy picked him up in his arms.

the boy letting out screams.

"shhhh, i know baby... i won't hurt you," andy soothed.

brooklyn slowly calmed down, relaxing in his hold.

"cmon little one ,lets go get you cleaned up hm?" andy said.

brooklyn nodded.

so andy looked at one of the teachers.

"i'm not sorry i did it. they were touching him and pinning his arms so he couldn't get away."

then he walked away with brooklyn.

taking him to a bathroom and using a tissue to wipe the tears off his face.

"alright little one, let me see your wrists please."

brooklyn showed him his wrists.

trying to fight the urge to put his thumb in his mouth.

andy saw the bruises and almost growled. but he didn't wanna scare the small boy.

"i'm so sorry baby, you didn't deserve that. and you can put your thumb back if you want baby boy," andy said softly.

so, brooklyn hesitantly put his thumb back.

part two? and yes i'm back bitches (don't call me out on using a bad worse oopsieeee)