The rain pattered against the concrete floors as you were slammed into them, your body aching as you could barely make out the screams from your parents.

You were just kicked out. Again. Over something so stupid, something so stupid and yet your parents had gotten so pissed. After a shitty day, this is exactly what you needed.

Where the hell were you supposed to go? Your phone was dead, and either way, none of your friends lived close enough for you to just hide away there. The only person you knew who lived nearby was someone who was your friend, up until he became an asshole, Weston. He was such a dick, and yet you never found out why he became so.. different.

Still, you couldn’t stay outside, soaked, cold, and bruised. Weston only lived about five minutes away, you could make it in time.

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Weston made his way to the door as he heard the obnoxious ringing. Who the hell was so desperate to see him??

He opened the door, fully expecting to see either a friend or some random drunkie. Instead, he was met with the pathetic sight of you. What the hell happened?