CHRISTIN

Christin drove home and flopped onto his bed. His mother threw glass bottles down the hall from his room. He groaned and stood. Walking to the door, he locks the door and goes back to his bed. Flopping down his phone goes off. It was a message from a Instagram account he didn't know. He clicked on the message and was very confused. He clicked on the account photo. Scrolling down he immediately realizes who it is. It was Allastor. Christin sits up, his heart going a million miles a hour. What does the deaf kid want with him? He thought as he texts 'what is wrong?' He ask and waits. Christin throughs his phone away from him and sighs. He didn't care for the deaf boy but he didn't want anything too bad to happen.

A ping from his phone made him look at his phone. It was another message. 'I just need help....I...I did something stupid...god I am stupid..' the message said. This made Christin mad. Sure he didn't like the boy because he was different. But that didn't mean that Allastor was stupid. 'You aren't stupid...what did you do?' He sent and waited, he was getting worried more and more. 'Where do you live? I am coming to check on you.' He says and stands. This was true. Looking at his phone, he smiled as the male sent his adress. Opening the door of his home, he walks out and starts to walk to Allastor's house.