A Sweet Tooth For You(Kevin x Streber)

Chapter 27: Kevin

I've never seen Streber like this. He's never blown up at anyone before. He's always been practically impossible to anger. He was harmless. He never fought back, or even tried to defend himself.
Streber was giving Evelyn and I a pained look. He was silent, but his expression was saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, god, what have I done", as if he had just murdered someone.
After 30 seconds of deafening silence, I hugged him. He crumbled in my arms.
"What the hell is wrong with me...?" they sobbed.
"Streber, nothing is wrong with you..." I tried to comfort them.
Streber immediately broke the hug. "If nothing is wrong with me, why did I just shout at my sister for trying to comfort me?! Why am I neglected and hated by my parents?! Why did my brother kill himself?! Why does my boyfriend, the person I love more than anything else, hurt himself-!?" He stops. He looks at me, with a kind of guilt on his face.
I sat there. I must have looked mortified. Streber had never yelled at me before. I felt a couple tears stream down my face. What happened to the bubbly, happy go lucky guy he was last week? Was I still asleep? Was this some twisted dream?
"Kevin...I..." Streber couldn't seem to speak.
15 seconds of deafening silence goes by. "Kevin...I'm so, so sorry..." He looked into my eyes. "You know I love you, right, Kev...?"
I take a moment to collect myself. "I-I love you too Streb..." I grabbed onto both of his hands.   
I remembered just then that Evelyn was still there, standing near the door with Arnold's note in hand. I look at her for a moment. She looked back. She simply gave me a nod of approval, and left.

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I had a babysitting job later that day for a family friend. Lila was her name. She had an afternoon shift at work, and needed me to watch her son, Skid. I've always thought that was an odd name. But I never questioned it. Lila was way too nice to make fun of.
I felt bad leaving Streber there, but he needs rest and some alone time. By the time I had arrived, however, the house was covered in candy wrappers and broken decorations. There's a horror movie playing on the living room TV. And there he was. An 8 year old boy in a skeleton costume. Skid.
This would be fun.