1.05 A friendly helper

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Author's note: So how are you guys enjoying the story? Hope y'all like it!!

The dance day had finally come and I haven't talked to Miles for almost a week. I've just been super busy with all this planning that I was so exhausted. I finally had some time today to look at my phone. I looked through my ChatterApp and seen that Miles never messaged me. Hm? Maybe he's busy too. I quickly open my Skype app and realize that I only had 15 minutes to talk. I called him and it rang for a few moments.

You are now video calling Miles....

He finally answered. The screen was pitch black.

"Hey you," I say. "I can't see your face," I waited for him to appear. He moved his hand away from the screen and I immediately noticed his bruised eye and face. I put my hands over my mouth and head to the nearest empty classroom.

"Miles!! Oh my god what happened???" I asked him, completely worried. He took a deep breath and sighed heavily.

"I'm...i'm happening, Tris. The great tornado that is Miles Hollingsworth III is...screwing up his life again..." I see him sob.

"Your dad? What's wrong?" I felt like crying honestly when I seen his bruises. What kind of parent hurts their child like that? Regardless of what happens or what they do, you should never lay a hand on him.

"I brought this guy home," he started. "I brought this guy home and we were in my room, doing things when my dad walked in. I didn't know he was home and when he saw us together, he sent him home and gave me a lecture on how I needed to be fixed," I stared at him, feeling bad for him.

"I'm sorry you're going through that, maybe he's just having a hard time understanding. Maybe you should explain to him how you feel," I tell Miles. He scoffs and shakes his head.

"My dad is just a jerk and thinks that I'm acting out so that I could embarrass him. But not everything is about him and that's what he doesn't see,"

"I see. Well, maybe I can take your mind off it?" Tristan smiled at the computer screen. Miles sat up and grinned.

"Oh yeah? And how do you plan on doing that, Tris?"

"Okay...Do you have netflix?" Tristan asked. Miles nodded.

After 2 hours later...

"No George!" Miles shouted as he held on to his pillow. Tears made their way down Tristan's eyes.

"Double o 7 for life," Tristan cried. "My heart! NO! Why did you have to cheat on your wife George!!!" Miles stared at his computer screened and chuckled.

"Seriously? The guy is practically dead and all you care about is Callie?" Miles asked Tristan. Tristan paused the episode and wiped his tears.

"DUH. Callie didn't deserve to be treated that way and now she's probably gonna turn gay...she's my baby and she matters," Miles shook his head in utter laughed and gave in to the argument.

"Fine," Miles said as he stared at Tristan. The two were quiet for a while. Tristan put his fingers on his lips and sighed.

"So...it's pretty late right now and I should go to bed. I have school tomorrow,"

"Awww man, really? I was having so much fun," Miles said as he made a face.

"Me too but there's always next time. OH! Maybe we can binge on Friends!" Tristan said excitedly. Miles laughed as he nodded in agreement.

"Okay, Tris. I'll talk to you soon then...good night and sweet dreams,"

"Bye Miles, and sweet dreams to you too,"

Kinda short but I needed to update! I'll update again soon!

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