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The outside patio was just as loud as inside the house so Archer stalked around the house to find a quiet spot to deal with his annoying brother. He settled for area at the short side of the house between some potted plants. He sat down on one of the bigger ones and brought his phone back to his ear

[color=35996b]“Ok! So what do you want Warren?”[/color] he asked unable to contain the annoyance in his voice. At first there was only heavy breathing on the other end. Archer furrowed his brows in confusion. His brother never called him and you could usually never shut him up, and now he was acting real strange. [color=35996b]“Warren? Are you ok?”[/color] he continued to probe.

[color=#D28F58]“Arch…”[/color] more breathing [color=#D28F58]“I- I just..”[/color] his brother slurred in to the receiver.

Archer let out a long breath [color=35996b]“Are you drunk? If this is some sort of fucked up joke Warren just get it over with…”[/color] he sighed.

[color=#D28F58]“No! I… We.”[/color] Warren began. [color=#D28F58]“Me and Katie.”[/color] he was talking slowly and you could almost smell the bourbon through the phone. [color=#D28F58]“We are at this party and… and we got to talking about you.”[/color] his voice drenched in sadness then there was a long pause.

Like a cold shower dread washed over Archer where he sat. [color=35996b]“And?” [/color]he asked shakely.

[color=#D28F58]“She- she told me about what happened last year."[/color] A big sniff could be heard from his brother. [color=#D28F58]"I just- I just can't believe you- that I made you want to go so far."[/color]

Archer closed his eyes and took a deep breath as the memories from his darkest days all came rushing back to him.

[color=B7B29A][Indent][Indent][Indent][color=35996b][sub]May 26th 2017[/sub][/color]
The Diedrikson house was silent and almost empty except for the youngest son who had opted out of going with his parents up to Cambridge for his older brother Warren’s last game of the lacrosse season. The boy had other plans.

Standing in the upstairs bathroom Archer stared blankly into the mirror for a long time before he opened the cabinet that behind it. His green eyes searching the content of the shelfs until they found what they was looking for. His mother’s ‘Lunesta’, her sleeping pills. He grabbed one of the bottles and closed the cabinet carefully again. Sitting down on the bathtub edge the boy inspected the orange pill-bottle. His uncertain eyes shifted between it and the half empty vodka bottle he had retrieved from under his bed.

An unstable breath escaped him as closed his eyes. His first year of high school had been no different than any other year in school. And this time he had tried, like [i]really[/i] tried to be as invisible as possible. But still, whenever he wasn’t around his Castillo shield some of the King’s elite felt it was their mission to make his life a living hell. Pushing him into lockers, throwing stuff at his head or just calling him fag under their breath. He couldn’t even escape it when he got home where he had a brother who made jokes at his expense at every turn and a father who ignored him. He was tired and he had had enough which was why he was sitting here making up his mind.

He slid his body into the bathtub where he carefully screwed of the small plastic lid. He settled the bottle of vodka between his legs as he shook out about ten or so small pills into his open hand. He bit his lip and in his mind there was a small voice of doubt, pushing through he shoved the pills in his mouth washing them down with a couple of big gulps of vodka. He leaned back and waited with his hand gripping the bottle dangling over the edge of the bathtub. 

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[url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/94/44/9e/94449e3336843987ebed14299a9147ba.jpg]Katie McCormick[/url] parked her car in front of her boyfriends house. She had been dating Warren Diedrikson for three years and this was the first semester that they spent separated and she was so excited to go see his final game of the season. So she jumped at the chance to go get the last of Warren’s stuff that he needed before heading up to Harvard.

The slim brunette almost skipped to the front door out of excitement when she got there she knocked a few times. She had been told that Archer would be home so she was a little confused when no one answered. [color=#7E77B7]“Archer? It’s Katie I’m here to get the last of War’s stuff!”[/color] still no answer. Luckily she had been here so many times she knew where they kept their spare key. She lifted up the small ceramic hedgehog that sat in the third small flower pot, there taped on the underside was the key to the front door.    

[color=#7E77B7]“Hello? Archie?”[/color] Katie called out as she opened the door looking around. She spotted his shoes so he should’ve been home to let her in. [i]Maybe he’s listening to music while he read[/i] she thought as she took of her own shoes. There was something in the air that made her feel uneasy. Slowly she made her way up the stairs heading towards Warren’s room passing the open bathroom door. She didn’t even know why she did it but she stopped in her tracks and pushed the door open wider and spotted the bottle of vodka spilling out across the floor. She lifted her gaze and spotted Archer lying in the bathtub his head lolling to the side.

[color=#7E77B7]“Archer!?”[/color] she screamed as she rushed forward. She knelt down grabbing his shoulders shaking him gently. Feeling the tears building in her eyes she put her hand behind his head as she slapped his face [color=#7E77B7]“Come on Archer wake up! Please….please, what did you do?”[/color] she cried. The boy’s eyes fluttered as he groaned. Katie gasped out of relief as she used all of her strength to pull him into a seating position. [color=#7E77B7]“Come on.. come on!”[/color] She huffed as she bent him forward sticking her fingers as far into his mouth as she could making Archer retch and convulse forward as he expelled the contents of his stomach. [color=#7E77B7]“It’s okay..”[/color] Katie whispered over and over again as she rubbed his back until she was sure that whatever he had taken was out of his system. She carefully leaned him back and sobbing as she did so.

Archer slowly turned his head to look at his savior [color=35996b]“Katie? What are you doing here?”[/color] he whispered, confusion spreading in his half open eyes.

The girl wiped her tear stained cheeks as she stood up to fill a cup with water. [color=#7E77B7]“I’m here to keep you company”[/color] she said taking short shaky breaths handing him the cup. [color=#7E77B7]“Drink…”[/color] she commanded as she sat down on the bathtubs edge running her hands through Archer’s sweat drenched hair moving it out of his face. 

[color=35996b]“I’m sorry…”[/color] the boy said as he sobbed into his own shoulder shivering. [color=35996b]“Please don’t tell my parents… or Warren.”[/color] he continued between sobs.

[color=#7E77B7]“Your secret is safe with me. But I’m staying here with you this weekend and you can tell me what is going on... ok?”[/color] she cooed.[/Indent][/Indent][/Indent][/color]
      
Archer covered his face with his hand and let out a big sigh [color=35996b]“I- I can’t do this right now War… It was a long time ago.”[/color] he wiped away the tears that had collected in his eyes.[color=35996b] “Can we talk about this some other time when you get back home?”[/color] he said hoping his brother would have forgotten about this conversation when he had sobered up.

[color=#D28F58]“Ok sure… I just wanted to say that I’m sorry… and… I love you baby brother”[/color] Warren whispered.

[color=35996b]“I- I love you too…bye[/color]” Archer croaked before hanging up. He wiped the last of the tears away and exhaled before standing up. 

[b]“Oh that sounded like a very tender moment Diedrikson!”[/b] a voice called from behind Archer. He turned around to face Brad Leone one of the lacrosse goons that used to worship his brother. [b]“Was that your boyfriend? You love each other?! Cute… two fags finding each other”[/b] Brad said in a mockingly sweet tone. 

Letting out a sharp breath Archer rolled his eyes [color=35996b]“What the fuck do you want Leone?”[/color] he asked feeling numb crossing his arms staring straight into the big oafs eyes.

[b]“You sold me a bum essay last week! I only got a B!”[/b] He stated harshly. [b]“You trying to make me look bad huh?”[/b] he continued menacingly stepping closer to the smaller boy. 

Archer scoffed rolling his eyes harder [color=35996b]“You don’t think I need to make it believable? What would Mr. Gomez think if you went from a C- student to a straight A student in one semester? We would both be caught you fucking dunce!”[/color] he spat annoyed that they were even having this conversation.

[b]“What the fuck did you call me faggot?!”[/b] Brad roared as he grabbed Archer by his top pushing him up against the wall getting up in his face. [b]“You think you can insult me and get away with it?!”[/b] he growled.

Breathing heavily Archer smirked[color=35996b]“You can’t insult someone who can’t understand basic English.”[/color] he retorted before being hurled on to the ground by the much bigger lacrosse player. Archer could only but get up on his elbows before he saw the fist connecting with the left side of his face. The impact made his vision blur and his ears ring before his right side was hit by another fist.

[i][b]“FIGHT!”[/b][/i] was the last thing he heard before he fell back eyes looking toward the crowd forming around them.[/color]