𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 - 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺

𝐈𝐈. 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋

TW: 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐒𝐌 ,
𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐒 &
𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐇𝐎𝐋

VICTOR WAS SITTING on his rolling chair, typing away on his computer. It was around midnight, both of his parents were fast asleep. The young Hispanic male was obviously tired, but he ignored it and continued his all-nighter. It's something he did every night, He was studying for his next exam that is months away but being a 'golden boy' takes his time and effort.

And unfortunately, his sleep.

Everyone knew Victor, for being the golden boy of the school. He was a respectful and chill guy overall but, people would think much differently if they found out what he was involved with. Some people do hate him for being outgoing or because of his race. Victor simply tried to ignore them.

But, it was difficult when his father and he were very close. Victor's father semi-understood English and speaks a bit himself but, other than that his father is more comfortable speaking Spanish. So, when Victor and his father were out in public many would stare or make rude comments to them.

Victor's father didn't understand them but Victor did. Victor.. well he looks white. He jokes about it a lot with Stu and Billy, saying how he got the privileges and shit. Hell, Billy was tanner than Victor.

Victor's mother was a businesswoman, who wasn't around much but when she was, she tried her best to at least get along with her son. Victor and his mother never really saw eye to eye, but they respected each other to not kill each other off.

Victor kept nodding off, falling asleep on his desk a couple of times before flinching out of the dream world. The poor boy's eyes felt like they were going to fall any second now. Until he heard something hit his willow. Now, Victor's room was on the second level of his house.

His head snapped to look at his willow. It was most likely to be Stu or Billy. Or both of them. Sometimes Billy or Stu would come to check up on Victor later in the night. Unaware of Victor, Stu and Billy would take turns checking up on Victor to make sure he was getting enough sleep.

But it wasn't Billy. Nor Stu.

Victor walked over to the willow to open it. The Hispanic male looked down and- ❝Robbie? What the hell are you doing here?❞ Victor asked. Robbie only reached his hand out for Victor to grab it and help him inside.

Once, Robbie was In, he was bombed with questions. ❝Are you drunk? You smell like alcohol. Robbie, why are you here?❞

Robbie shook his head. His back was slouched, his eyes were heavy and he looked like shit. His curls were all messy and there were tear stains on his face. Robbie was a.. he was still a kid, with a lot of emotions. Emotions that he didn't know how to deal with. So, he turn to drugs and alcohol when things got tough. He's only 13.

❝I'm- I'm sorry. I didn't know. I tried- I really did tried- I'm sorry. I'm just- I'm just tired. Of everything.❞ Robbie choked his words. Victor had his hands on his shoulders looking down at the young teen. Victor and Robbie were similar to each other. Outside of school and friends both felt so alone. But, with each other, they didn't feel the loneliness as much.

❝Okay- okay, I understand. I understand.❞ Victor said, wrapping his arms around Robbie's neck gently and bringing him into his embrace. Letting the young teen cry in his chest. Both were unaware of what would happen in the next couple of weeks. But, you know they tried their best to have a moment with each other.

𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒:
I would like to say that the relationship between Robbie and Victor is platonic and more of a sibling relationship. Also, y'all need to comment more. I love reading comments.