warren had known what it was like to grow up fast. he had raised himself since he was nine years old. when he finally learned no one was there to save him.

you knew warren allen as the untouchable. he was heartless. he would say whatever he wanted to people, do whatever he wanted to girls, and people let him. everyone almost enjoyed getting his approval. but you? you hated it.

he was your next door neighbor. and you remember all the times that his parents would scream and fight. you remember when warren would come to you and cry, and you remember when warren stopped showing emotion.

since then, you and him haven’t talked. ever. he left you behind. but you hated knowing that he was so broken that he couldn’t be fixed.

one night, you’re at home by yourself since your parents were on a trip.

you heard a knock on your door and when you opened it, warren was on the other side.

his eyes were dilated and red, and you could tell he was out of it.

but instead of saying anything, he drops to his knees in front of you and wraps his arms around your legs, breaking down.