Blake woke up with a scream, he shot up in a cold sweat. Another fucking nightmare. The brunette stared off into the dark of his room for a moment. After a moment of silence the male sighed and rubbed his eyes, he turned on his light on his nightstand and threw his sheets off of him. He didn't know how much more of this he could take, the male was tired of everything, the sleepless nights, the sadness, the nights he wanted to end it all. The boy walked out into his darkened kitchen and just sat in the middle of the room on the table. Remaining quiet he just listened to the sound of crickets chirping and just any other nightly animals. The brunette huffed slightly. Lying back on the cold kitchen tile. He then got up and went to go get his phone, the tall muscular individual sat on his couch and started scrolling through instagram.
Clinton couldn't sleep, he had a hard time sleeping since he was about fifteen, he's nineteen now but that didnt exactly matter. The blonde sat up on his couch, he picked up his phone as it lit up. Rivera furrowed an eyebrow seeing he got a new follower. The boy wasn't exactly big on social media, he actually only had a few thousand followers over social media. This user caught his eye though looking through his notifications
* @blakerileyofficial started following you six hours ago *
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RomanceBlake has struggled for years with his mental health and happiness. He had days where he wouldn't get out of bed and be fine with it, but he also had days where he couldn't physically bear to live longer. Then a blonde boy by the name of Clinton cam...
