WARNING: This has language, eventual smut, Boy x Boy, and incest. (Stridercest). If you dislike any of this, please leave now.

Sorry for how confusing this will be at points. In this chapter, there's a small 'fight' scene in the beginning, that was just so pointless. So. Yeah. Sorry. I just needed something to say to make the story go along and start. XD;;

Also, I do realize Bro is his guardian/father. In this fict, like many others, I portray him to be an actual brother, who takes care of him. I know it's senseless to point it out, but hey, some people have different views on Bro. 3.

Dave Strider wasn't one to cry. Not even when he found out a relative had passed away, or when his puppy fled and never came back- Sure, he was depressed, but he never cried. Except, this time was different. He was hurt. And rather badly. Earlier that day-Well, last period of school,- his now ex girlfriend confronted him in the hallway.

"You're worthless, Strider. You're a fucking douche bag who doesn't know shit." she said, giving an accusing point to Dave, who was just minding his own business with his close friends. "No wonder I was dating someone our whole relationship, at least he fucking cared."

"Whoa, wait, Jess, you were dating someone else, while dating me?" He questioned, blown away by this stupid atmosphere surrounding them.

"Better fucking believe it, he's good in bed. You haven't even gotten laid yet." She smirked, and crossed her arms. Boy, this chick needed better ways to try to humiliate someone.

"Well, bitch, you're just jealous you can't get into my sexy pants anyway, because let's face it, I think my dick is longer than his anyway." Dave responded, trying to keep his coolkid act up, even if he was hurting just a little.

After quite a bit of bickering, she began her fake tears, calling over the supposed boyfriend of hers. "Oh, Sean! He hurt me bad.." she lied, and before anyone could react, Dave found himself against the lockers, with a cut on his left cheek. It swelled and bled. Everything happened just so fast.

On the upside to this, the student got caught, with only a ten day suspension-Mostly just for bringing a knife to school, and harming another student.

This whole line of things was beginning to horribly confuse Dave. It was an utterly confusing situation- It really had no point, Jess was a total bitch and always wanted attention on her, so that's why she started the pointless thing. Just to see Dave hurt. And it hurt him bad. He went to his apartment, as usual, and unlocked the door. Bro must not have been home. That's good. He made his way to his room, where he finally broke down, slamming his stuff into the corner, and throwing himself on his bed to muffle the uncool sobs that emitted from his hurting throat. He was just coughing out inaudible words, more than likely along the lines of 'Stupid cunt' and 'she's just a fucking whore anyway'. He was more upset that she called him out for being a useless virgin. Oh, how humiliating- Even Egderp got in someones pants! Why couldn't he!

It took him two and a half hours to calm down. By then, it was about 4:30 PM, and Bro would be home in about an hour. He had to think fast, he had to make up an excuse as to why his face was red and cut up, and why he had those tear streaks on his face. He had a feeling that he'd get humiliated even at home, by his own brother, for crying. That's just how he thought of Bro-As a big dick. Finally, Dave stood and left the room to go to the bathroom, to clean up his face. He just stared in the mirror at first, not believing how torn up he looked, even though it was only a three inch cut. With shaky hands, he slipped off his shades, and stared at the puffy, bloodshot, red eyes he had. It made him frown with how weak he looked right now. He was Dave fucking Strider! He couldn't be weak, not even at home! But..Even a Strider would probably be upset from a brutal breakup like that. He grabbed a wash cloth and proceeded to soak it in cold water, dragging the cool material over the throbbing cut that caused his cheek to swell a bit. He hissed, the stinging and memory of today's events flooding back to him, causing him to leak his salty tears again. Oh, like that would help the situation any-It only seeped into the wound, and made it stung worse. Way to go.

Wait, wasn't he supposed to be doing something right now? He had to be thinking of ways to throw Bro's ninja mind-reading off. He couldn't let Bro find out he lost a school fight, and was crying.

"Maybe I could say I was practicing on the roof..Yeah, yeah! And then, fuckin, fell on the sword and cut myself, and I wasn't crying, it was just exhaustion sweat going into my fuckin sexy eyes!" He plotted out loud, to a bright purple Smuppet that was casually sitting there on the counter. Hey, you'd talk to something if it was there, too. "No, no, he wouldn't believe that.. What if I just said I cut myself by trying to run with a knife? No. I'm a dumbass. He would think the same thing."

Boy, it was hard to think when your head was clouded with things that bothered you. He then glanced at the clock that was hanging in the bathroom- Shit! He'd be home in fifteen minutes! Where did all the time go? Absconding fast to his room, Dave tugged out his laptop, tugged on the slightly cracked shades (he'd have to explain that, too, probably) and made it look like nothing was wrong.

"That's it! I can lie, and say I won the fight! And cried...in laughter because the lardass was weak! Yeah!" He fist pumped the air at his plan. He was all excited until John pestered him on their chat client.

-ectoBiologist began pestering turntechGodhead at 17:20-

EB: Dave?

EB: Please tell me you're there..

Dave took several moments before he replied.

TG: Why wouldn't I be here?

TG: I bring the life to Pesterchum. Look, I have at least ten of you signed on after I did.

TG: I'm that fucking amazing.

EB: Well.. I guess so.

EB: How are you feeling after today? :(

EB: It was a rough day, I'd imagine.

Why did he have to go there? It brought everything back- The humiliation, the breakup, the attack.. Everything. His tears silently streamed down his face.

TG: Bro, I'm fine.

TG: Why wouldn't I be? It's just a cut, and it's just another slut who didn't get her way.

EB: As much as I agree with that..

EB: I know you're bothered. You haven't been yourself since earlier today.

EB: You didn't even yell at Rose when she used her tentacle therapy on you.

TG: Look, I'm fucking fine.

TG: I'm Dave motherfucking Strider. I got this shit.

TG: It'll pass.

EB: Alright.. I'm here if you need anyone to talk to, okay?

EB: Oh, shoot, sorry. Dad needs me.

EB: Take care :B Bye!

-ectoBiologist ceased pestering turntechGodhead at 17:38-

Dave sighed, and ended up closing his laptop after that. Suddenly, he heard the door open, and knew he'd be screwed if he didn't put his plan into action.