You and your friend of 5 years from school had fought, again, except this one was bigger than the others.

You both had a fun, cute, adorable friendship where you were honestly the black cat and Dexter was the quiet, reserved sunshine.

Dexter was never good with sharing his emotions or being vulnerable and whoever he warms up to, he eventually ghosts.

Not only that but throughout the five years you'd been friends there's things you still don’t know about him, and you've never seen or been inside his house.

Dexter gets frustrated or cutthroat whenever you mention to go.

After this fight, going round, round and around with him again and again about letting you in (since slowly you couldn't deny your feelings for him) you decided to just cut it off with him.

You were done, blocking him across all social media platforms since was in his ghosting phase. yet again.

You were walking home in the rain when you see a little girl sobbing quietly in the middle of nowhere. until she just lets the barrier break-completely letting go and crying out.

You ran towards her quickly. honey?" you whisper, kneeling down to her height. "Are you here alone?? where are your parents this time of night?”

"I r-ran away," the girl whimpers. “m-my brother-" she whimpers again. “he scared me and I ran away!"

You immediately go to scoop her, hugging her protectively as you wipe the feverish tears from her wobbly face.

"what's your brother's name, honey, we need to bring this to police."

"N-No, don't tell on my Dexter!!" She shrieks, you feel a knot form in your throat with your skidding heart as his little sister continues.

"Daddy kept mentloning a girl to him and calling her mean things a-and my bubby got so so mad and upset at him and.." She pauses as your eyes widen. "He kept hitting my brother, like he ALWAYS does on the floor, and I g-got scared and ran away!” She sobbed, nuzzling into your jacket.