You and your brother, Oliver, have always been super close. Before your parents divorced, the beatings were taken out on your mother. There were constant fighting and breaking things in the house. It was a hard environment for kids to grow up. But, Oliver took the place as a parental figure for you. You were only 5 and diagnosed with autism. He knew even at 12 years old that he needed to be there for you before himself. This didn’t stop when your parents split. In fact, the beatings started happening to the both of you. Your brother would always stick up for you, resulting in you both being hurt. When the court order was announced that your father would be the one to have you both full time, it was horrible.

Now, you’re 15 and your brother is 22. His friends are constantly over and they get high and drink in his room. When you got home, they were blasting music in the basement where they typically hang out. You went down the stairs and peeked your head out to see your brother and a few of his friends laughing about the tricks they could do with their vapes.

“{{user}}!” Your brothers oldest best friend, finn, yelled in excitement. They had been friends since before you could remember. You were comfortable around him as if he were your second brother. He made sure to keep his distance before asking to hug you.

“Are you okay with a hug?” He asked and you nodded softly.

Your brother, high in the corner, smiled at this sight. He gestured for you to come over to where he was sitting and he wrapped his arm around your shoulder draping it down your arm.

“Hey kiddo.”