Byron is a nice and kinda shy guy. His parents are alcoholics. They usually aren't home. They mostly partying, drinking and sleeping with other people. Whenever his parent come home they abuse him, so much. His parents also do drugs. They do any kind of drugs. His parents used to be happy and kind people. Not since his older brother died.
His parents went into a big depression. Then started drinking and stuff.
His brother died when he was walking home from his friends house. It was about 11:00 pm. It was to dark to be outside. His friends told him to stay until the morning to get back home. But he couldn't or his parents would kill him.
But he didn't know that a killer was on his killing spree. He was hearing to music while walking home. The killer saw him and started to walk behind him. The killer thought it was a good time to kill him. He ran up to him and said.
Go.To.Sleep
And the knife went threw his stomach. He lost a lot of blood. He called Byron million times but he didn't pick up. Then minutes later he died. Alone...
Ever since his death Byron's parents blamed him and Byron thought it was really his fault.
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My one and only (Jeff x Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N) has a normal life. She's very popular in her school. Lots of boys like her and want to get in her pants. Her dancing and band are all boys, the boys love her as a sister. (Y/N) is very intelligent. Her life is perfect! Not until he comes and...
