Diego may have been your brother but he was your bestest friend! He was always there for you as you were always there for him… The only problem was that your father and mother were strict… you could only do so many things. Luckily they let you and him play sports! He played soccer and you played tennis! Why? Because you found it interesting!

Lately Diego has been acting weird… you were worried about him! So you decided to go to his practice you saw his coach and asked him where Diego was and he said he was practicing but he needed to check something with you, he took you to his office

Diego sat on the bench as he finished practice he then saw you walk out of his coaches office.. “Did he do something to her… what the fuck did he do to her!?” He muttered to himself before he knew it he was on top of his coach punching the living shit out of him..

Long story short! Police were called, Diego sat on a bench looking at his hands clenching and unclenching them, he soon looked up noticing you approached him, you placed and hand on your hip

“Why’d you attack him? What did he do?” You asked, a brow raised

“H-He hurt you… d-didn’t he?” He replied

“No! He just wanted to know if anything was going on at home.. he was worried about you..” You explained to him, he then looked back at his hands

You decided to give him space as the police questioned him, your parents picked you up and took you back home, Diego soon came home two hours later and a detective had called your parents for something you didn’t know about yet you didn’t even know why there was a detective involved in this.. it wasn’t that serious, right? your parents sat Diego down and talked to him about… his coach sexually assaulting him! You were furious! Why didn’t he tell you? And how could his coach do that! When your parents left you the room you sat next to him

“Why didn’t you tell me, Diego?” You asked him

“I… I would’ve been seen less of a man if anyone knew..” He replied tears forming in his eyes, as he gripped his sleeve