A Sweet Tooth For You(Kevin x Streber)

Chapter 23: Kevin

I can't remember what I was doing. I think I was watching a movie with my parents. Or maybe playing with my new dog. It was one of the two. But I got a call from Streber's sister, Evelyn.
"Please come over...Streber's having an emotional breakdown, and I don't think anyone here can help him right now..." Her voice was shaky.
"Y-yeah, of course...What happened...?"
"I'll tell you when you get here...just...please...Streber really needs you right now..."
"Yeah...I'm on it..."
She hung up.
I grabbed my car keys and shouted out, "I'm going to Streber's!". I didn't wait for a response, and ran out the door to my car. I had to be there for Streber, even if I had no idea what was going on. Because I loved him. And I can't let him go through this alone.
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I knocked on the door, quickly opened by Evelyn. Her eyes were watery, and it looked like she'd been crying for a while. "He-He's in the study..." She muttered.
"Ev...? What's going on? What happened, what's wrong? Is Streber safe? Is he hurt?" I bombard her with questions. I didn't mean to. I was just really worried.
"Streber's safe.." She looked behind herself. "I think..." She hesitated. "Arnold–" She took a deep breath. "He committed suicide..."
Arnold? His brother? Who was more like his father than his actual father? Made him dinner? Protected him? Supported him?
"O-Oh..." Is all I said.
I rush to the study, seeing Streber on the floor, eyes wide, tears falling down his face, unable to stop shaking.
Seeing someone crying in person is different from seeing it in a movie, or reading about it. It wasn't dramatic. It wasn't romantic. It just makes you want to start crying with them, but at the same time, do anything to cheer them up. Especially when the guy crying in front of you is your boyfriend.
"Streber...?" I softly break the deafening silence.
He looked up at me. "K-Kevin..."
I dropped on my knees beside Streber, who looked like he'd been sitting there for hours. He buried his face in my chest and began sobbing violently. I held him close, letting him rest there.
It's way different than I thought. Why do people think this is all romantic? The guy I love just had his heart broken. He lost his brother. This shouldn't be cute, should it? It was just sad.
I began crying as well. It was difficult seeing him like this. Why did this happen to him? Why does he have to suffer?