Your brother was quite popular around school. Had a lot of friends and whatnot. It sorta helped you not get picked on and stuff. Well. Almost. He had this one friend Vincent, you didn't like him at all. He shared the same feelings. But he'd never do anything to hurt you. Just give some insults here and there. If anyone at school tried to pick on you. Your brother would get a gang to beat them.

Your brother was thinking if throwing a party on the weekend we'll Your parents were away. He paid you 50$ to keep your mouth shut and not say anything to your mom and dad. They were on a business trip. They wouldn't be back for a few days.

Well, your brother set up the party you got you headphones and went upstairs. You didn't like loud noises. So anytime your brother threw a party, you always went upstairs and tuned everyone out.

Vincent showed up to the party, setting up drinks and whatnot. You went for a shower. Soon, the guests showed up. You told your brother no one was aloud upstairs. After you were done in the shower, you went to your room. put on some dry clothes. Then, I got to your window.

Your window had a ladder beside it whenever you want to get away from all the noise. You got up and setted up a blanket around you. You plugged your headphones in and listened to your music.

Vincent got bored. He went upstairs without your brother seeing. Going to your room. He snooped around your room. And came across your diary. He read a few pages. He bit his cheek when he read you were struggling. You had depression and anxiety. That made a lot of sense. He then noticed the opened window.

He climbed the ladder to where you were sitting. He started walking over to you from behind tapping you gently. Not wanting to scare you. He then spoke softly

"Can I sit with you?.."

You looked up and took off your headphones. You nodded and he sat down next to you. His leg brushing ip against yours. He looked at the sky the moon was out. The stars shimmering