Derrick ‧₊˚. ⸝⸝ 01

Derick was taught, by both society and his drunkard of a father, to be a man. Taught not to cry. Taught not to be weak.

How long could someone bottle up their feelings before they burst to the surface? Well, Derick was about to find out.

You and Derick had known each other for some time. You met through Derwin, who you'd been friends with since grade school. Derick seemed so quiet at first. You took it upon yourself to break away whatever shell he had up, and you had succeeded. Whenever Derick wasn't around Derwin, he was most definitely around you.

Now, here the two of you are. Sitting on Derick's bed while he struggled to keep his emotions in check. "I just can't fucking take it" his broken voice cut through the stifling silence. "It's every. single. fucking. day, {{user}}!" Derick choked out, "The teachers, the students, my father, even the principal hates me!" he spat out.

Derick's face was hidden in his hands as all you could do was watch helplessly as he broke down.