I got awoken by my phone ringing and multiple dings. I look over at my phone, seeing as it is 4 am, it better be important. I did not like being woken up early. I unlocked my phone, squinting at the brightness, I saw 3 missed calls and 18 text messages from my little brother.
(Baby bro) : Lyssa
(Baby bro) : Hello
(Baby bro) : I need you
The messages when on and on, he normally doesn't do these things. I was getting slightly confused with why he was spamming me, so I decided to call him. Within moments he answered, breathing heavily into the phone, gasping for air then letting it out. He kinda sounded like a serial killer. I sat up more so I wouldn't fall asleep.
"Vikky?" I was the first one to talk.
"Yea?" He answered, sniffing clearly indicating he was crying.
"I'm sorry for not answering. I was sleeping." I sat up, stretching,"But yeah, you called and texted me?" I didn't wanna press on the manner any more than I needed to. He would tell me if he wanted to or if he needed to just talk, I was always there for my brother.
"No one understands how hard I try. It seems like all I am anymore is a filler." He hissed out tightly. He let out a shaky breath.
"Vik I see how hard you try. Screw everyone else. Your in YouTube to make people happy, and who ever you don't make happy can piss off." I said sternly yet reassuring. There was a long pause before he spoke again.
"I-I need a break. You don't understand! It's all to much for me right now." He sobbed threw the phone, my heart sunk. I felt so bad for my little brother, knowing how he felt, due to my past experiences. I'm also a YouTuber, but I'm way smaller than Vik. The hate on there is crazy, every other comment is saying something bad about you.
"Why don't you come and stay with me for a while, I have room." I sighed, in pain. My heart felt like it was drowning. I started to put my slippers on, I didn't live to far from Vik's home which is sidemen house. I knew he was gonna agree on staying with me so I started to head down to my car, he stayed quiet this whole time.
"I can't......I can't do this anymore." He said numbly threw the phone, he stopped crying ,"Bye." then there was a click. He better not do nothing to harm himself. I began to panic, I turned my car on and tired to call him back. There was no answer so I started driving to his house.
I wasn't friends with the Sidemen but I've been to their house and have talked to some of them. I was closer to the pack than the sidemen, I went with Vik on a few trips to see his friends from the pack.
Within 20 minutes I was there. I ran up to their door, pounding on their door bell as well as the door for about three minutes before a tall blonde man answered the door, Simon.
"Look I need to talk to Vik now." I pleaded, he looked me up and down.
"Lyssa, right?" He smirked,"Nah I'm just kidding, Vik's in his room recording." He let me pass, That's what you think, I thought. I ran up to Vik's room. I've been here before but only when I helped him move in. I didn't even knock, I busted in his room. There was a ball in the blankets and it was vigorously shaking.
"Vik." I sat down on his bed, making him sit up and curl into me, sitting on my lap,"Vik come on." I smoothed his hair, picked up his Iphone and turned it to video, and turned the table lamp on. I was pissed, beyond pissed.
I hit record,"Do you guys not see what you are doing?!" I yelled,"Your hurting him!" I paused, showing crying Vik on my lap,"Vik's not gonna be posting for a while, obviously. You people need to stop! It's 4:47 am Right this moment. And where am I? In my brother's room because he is thinking of quitting his favorite thing. He loves to make you all happy. Vik needs support right now #savethevik. Well I'll see you guys around, Check my channel out if your bored, I post the same stuff as Vik plus more. Bye guys." And I ended it, Vik looked up at me, his eyes bright red from crying.
"I'm gonna pack you a bag, your staying with me for a while." I mumbled, laying him down and packing a couple days worth of clothes. After I was done packing, I clicked upload with the video I just recorded. I threw the backpack on that I just packed for Vik and helped him up.
When we got to the car I put him in the back seat. I drive a 2014 Subaru Tribeca, It drives real smooth. "Vik you can lay down and sleep if you want. Are you hungry?" I mumbled, closing the door, and throwing his stuff on the front seat. He slowly shook his head and put his head down on the seat.
We were at my house in 30 minutes because I didn't want to wake him by driving fast, or hitting bumps to hard. I softly called his name,"Vikram." He stirred awake, "We are here, lets go inside." I jumped out of the car and grabbed his bags. I opened the door for him,as he struggled to stand up. He looked so weak. We walked down the little closed in path in my front yard, and into my sun room.
I unlocked the door,"Vik you can have the bed, I'll sleep on the couch." I pushed my tired brother into my bedroom, throwing the bag of clothes in with him. After I got comfy I went on Twitter. I seen a lot of mentions with my name, but they weren't just the normal ones. The video uploaded, and #savethevik was trending. People were confused because Vik is always happy and cheerful, but don't judge a book by its cover. I saw the pack and Sidemen all Tweet, tagging Vik. All of his friends were telling him kind things.
Bajan_Canadian : I had no idea, get better soon bud. We are always here for you.
JeromeASF : Icky Sticky pal! Keep them hopes up for your ol' Bacca.
KSIOlajidebt : Vik who is that lady in your video?! Is there something you are not telling us???????
I replied to JJ's comment.
Lyssa_gaming : (At KSIOlajidebt) It was me you twat xD And I'm his sister dummy, thought you already knew that.
Behzinga : Oi no more helmet boy? Just kidding get better bro lol.
There were a lot more of the guys, and fans tweeting us. I just hope Vik see's this and takes it to heart that we do really care about him.
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FanfictionMy brother and I have endured a lot over the years. Everything in our lives changed when I met his friends - especially Simon. Once everything seems on track, something always goes wrong. [Completed and Edited] [Simon Minter] [This story was writte...