You were laying on your bed listening to the song Mockingbird when you dad came to your door. "Sweetie?" He called. "Yeah?" You spoke. He entered your room as you took your earbuds out.

"My old buddy, Dirk is coming up from Texas tomorrow to see us." "Dirk?" You questioned. You laughed. "What a fail name!" "Hey, no acting like that when he comes here." Your dad said sternly.

Your father was about the walk out of the room when he remembered something to tell you. "Oh yeah, he's got a younger brother named Dave. He's the same age as you. He'll be coming with him." With that he walked out of the room.

~ The next day ~

You flopped out of bed and walked to your bathroom. You were about to pull your shorts down to use the bathroom when you noticed someone was in the shower. "Dad?" You asked the mystery person. "Uh, no." You heard a male voice say.

"Oh my God, who's in my house?!" You yelled. "Me." Dave said as he poked his head out of the shower. "Who are you?! And why are you wearing sunglasses in the shower?!" You yelled. "Dave? Oh and, these?" He said, pointing to his glasses. " It's cause if you saw my eyes, you might..." "I might what?" You said nervously. "My eyes might, explode your ovaries." He flashed a smirk.

He shut the water off and grabbed a towel. He stepped out of the shower obviously not caring that he was half naked in front of you. "Are you just gonna stand there?" He asked. "Well, I see why would would want to, I mean who would want to miss out on this." He said running his hand down his torso with a smirk. You stood there dumbfounded and immediately walked out of the room.

This reminded you about the time your mom brought some random man home and he tried to touch you...

~ Everyone is up ~

You sat on the couch facing your TV. You grabbed your phone checking Pesterchum. You see (best friend) had pestered you.

(bfchumhandle) Started pestering (chumhandle) at 9:03am

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BFCH: Hey! ^.^

CH: Hey... :/

BFCH: What's wrong?

CH: This dumb ass kid is staying at my house.

CH: He has to be here for effing 5 days!

CH: he's sort of reminding me of my "problems "

BFCH: That sucks :/

BFCH: Who is he?

CH: Idk, one of my dads friends kids

BFCH: well good luck :( talk to me if you need me

CH: yeah, thanks

(bfchumhandle) ceased pestering (chumhandle) at 9:05am

You got up off the couch to find Dave standing over your shoulder. "Why there hell are you standing there?" He smirked. You felt like ripping those ridiculous shades off his face. You rolled your eyes and walked away. He followed you. "What do you want?!" You yelled at him.

Your dad reprimanded you. "(Your name)! What did I tell you about manners!" "Sorry!" You said with attitude. And walked to your room. Today was just not your day and you really didn't feel like being messed with.

This reminded you of the time your dad's ex wouldn't leave you alone...

Your dad apologized to Dirk for your behavior. "No problem." Dirk said with a smile. Your dad spoke up. "Well, I was thinking, since it's been a long time, lets head up to the bar!" Your dad and Dirk left.

Hearing that reminded you of all the times dad would come home drunk and beat mom...

You sat on your bed and cried. A few days ago you heard your mom and dads conversation on the phone. She said that if she didn't get to see me she would send her boyfriend to come kill dad.

Dave heard your muffled sobs and walked into your room. "Woah, you okay?" He asked. "No." You said softly. "Well, uh, what's wrong." "You wouldn't understand. So just get out!" You yelled. "Actually, not tryna be rude here but I do know what's going on, your parents are divorced."

"It was more than just a divorce!" You yelled. "Well then what was it?" He asked. This just made you cry harder. You really wanted to be left alone. He sat on the bed while you were curled in a ball. He pet your back.

After getting yourself together, you decided to tell him.

"Okay, it all started when my mom came home drunk one night and brought home some man she had sex with. But it wasn't just one, there was lots. Maybe 7. Some of them tried to touch me , some spit on me, and one would kick me.

Then my dad got depressed and  got drunk and he would come home and beat my mom.

My mom left us shortly after. You started to cry again. He engulfed you in a hug. "Thanks" you mumbled.

Dave left your room after making sure you'd be okay. You walked out into the living room and grabbed your phone.

You hopped back onto pesterchum hoping your best friend would be on.

(chumhandle) Started pestering (bfchumhandle) at 6:54pm

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CH: Hey :3

BFCH: How was your day

CH: Actually it wasn't that bad

CH: I hate to admit it but..

BFCH: but what?

CH: this kid is actually really sweet

BFCH: I THOUGHT YOU SAID HE WAS A DUMB ASS?!

CH: well he is, but, idk

CH: He's like an, annoying, cocky, cool kid, kind of sweet

CH: he made me feel better about my parents yah know <3

CH: It's kinda cute cx

BFCH: Well as long as he doesn't hurt your feelings he's good with me

BFCH: Well good luck with whatever you're trying to do

CH: I'm not trying to do anything! XD

BFCH: Mmhmm c:

CH: *facepalm*

BFCH: Oh and sorry about your parents again :(

CH: It's okay :/

(chumhandle) ceased pestering (bfchumhandle) at 7:00pm

You sighed and sunk into the couch realizing you has a crush on this "cool kid." And of course and as if on que he sat down next to you. "So, I'm cute huh?" He said with a smirk.  You looked at him in shock as a wide deep red blush.

"Ugh!" You groaned. You got up and walked away. He followed you, like usual. "I don't blame you, no one can resist the Strider." He said running his hand threw his hair. "You have the biggest fucking ego I have ever seen." "Can't blame me, you would too if you looked like this, plus not to mention, I can also bust out some sweet ass rhymes."

"You sound retarded." You said. "Ironic, saying that you've never heard me rap." He said with that cocky smirk. He grabbed your wrist, dragging you to his room. "Here, listen to this."

He set up his headphones to his laptop to play his remix of Thrift Shop by Macklemore. To be honest, you liked it, but of course you weren't going to say that.

"You know you like it." He said with that smirk. After listening to it a bit more, you took the headphones off.  "Hey Dave?" "Yeah?" He looked at you. "Uh, have you ever heard the song Mockingbird by Eminem?" This song was One of your all time favorite songs. It kind of explained how you were feeling.

"Yeah, why? Want me to mix it up a bit?" He could tell by the look in your eyes that the song meant a lot. You slightly nodded. "Sooo, you admit that I'm a badass rapper, huh?" You blushed. "Okay anyway, yeah." You got up and left. Way to make things awkward ______! You told yourself.

"She wants me." Dave said to himself.

Dave got to work on the song while you wrote fanfics in your bedroom. Eventually falling asleep.

~ Day 2 ~

Like usual, on Thursday nights, you had Ice Skating Practice. And of course being the ignorant prick your dad is, he made you teach him.

"Okay Dave get your ass out here!" He wobbled out onto the ice and slipped. "This is bullshit!" He yelled obviously annoyed. "Feel my pain! I have to miss my practice for your dumb ass!" He looked up at you. "Wanna bail?" Dave asked.

"Yes."

Both of you ran off the ice, luckily your fathers dropped you off there and went to the bar, again. Of course.

You both flung your skates off and put them in the bag. You both walked home. Luckily, your house was only about five minutes away.

Once you got home Dave remembered he finished the song. "Yo ______, I finished your Mockingbird song." "Really?! Wait, are you just messing with me?" You asked. "Man, I don't joke about music."

He brought you to his room, this time he played the song out loud.

To your surprise, he changed it so that it was your name.