Hey everyone! This is my first story so please give it a try. I don't have anything to say. Just start to read and let me know what you think.
Currently Ross was walking home from a friend's house. He had one drink. It was illegal for him to drink, but his friends made him drink it. He just hoped he wouldn't see any cops. He had to go home. He knows that his parents wouldn't appreciate it if he spends the night at some friends house. His brothers and sister wouldn't appreciate it either. Ross didn't want to spend the night at his friend's house anyway.
He walked up to the front door and used his key to come into the house. He walked in and when he closed the door and turned around he was met with his parents and Riker. They stood there with a serious face and their arms folded.
"Where were you?" Stormie asked. "I was at a friend's house. You know that." Ross said. "Oh we know where you were." Mark said. "The fact is. Why are you so late?" "I am late? Did we have a time?" Ross asked raising one of his eyebrows and his right hand. "No we hadn't, but we thought you were more mature than this." Riker said. The rest of their family was asleep in their beds. "Did you drink? I smell alcohol." Mark asked walking closer to Ross. Ross took a step back and hit himself against the door. He shook his head. It was obvious for everyone that he was lying. "So. You did drink?" Riker asked. He was the closest to Ross. He knew every secret from him and Ross' friends weren't people you can trust. 'Did they make him drink? Did they do something else to him? Why is he late? He is never this late.' Riker thought. His head was one big mess with every question he could think off. Ross kept quiet and looked down. "Go upstairs. We talk tomorrow." Stormie said demanding. Before they knew it Ross already ran upstairs into Ryland and his room. It was late so everyone said goodnight to each other and also went upstairs to go to bed.
The next morning Ross dragged his feet into the kitchen. Everyone else stood there and watched him as he sat down and laid his head on the table. "Well, someone's had enough sleep." Rocky said. "Shut up." Ross said keeping his head laid down on the table. After a little while he lifted up his head and leaned it on his hand. "So. You gonna tell us why you were that late?" Stormie asked folding her arms. "No. And please don't make me." Ross said. "Why not?" Mark asked turning around when he turned from the counter to face Ross. "Because I don't want too." Ross said. He stood up to and walked upstairs. Riker followed him. His parents knew that if there was someone that good trigger something out of him it would be Riker. This was a little hard for their mother, because Ross always talked to her and told her everything. This is the first time in his life that he wouldn't tell her. Riker was stopped by his father who told him to be careful. He also knew something more was going on than Ross being late, though he didn't show his concern.
Riker nodded and proceeded to go upstairs. When he came up he walked up to Ross' closed door. He opened it and saw Ross on his bed with a notebook. As soon as Ross heard his door open he closed the notebook and faced Riker. Riker knew about the notebook and never looked in it. Ross couldn't be any happier with his oldest brother. Riker walked up to him and sat down next to him and he put an arm around his brother. "You know. I know something else happened last night. Everyone but dad, is too blind to see it due the fact you were late." Riker paused. You know you can tell me right?" He asked. He didn't exactly know how to put this.
Ross nodded but didn't say anything. He wanted to break down and tell Riker everything, but he knew he couldn't. He needed to keep it together for his family. It was too dangerous to tell. If something happened to any of his family members he would take the blame for it. He didn't want to see anyone suffer because of him. He didn't want anyone being sad because of him.
"Are you going to your friends tonight?" Riker asked. Ross nodded almost unnoticeable. "W-why?" Riker asked. Ross had to go to his friends. He knew there was no way out. "No. I'm not letting you." Riker said. "I'm sorry Riker. I got too." He said carefully. "No. You don't got too. Like they really miss you if you're not coming." He said. 'If you only knew.' Ross thought. Riker knew there was no point in pressing Ross for not going so he just hugged his baby brother one more time and he hoped everything would be alright. Ross was really sad and almost depressed today and everyone had made the link to his friends.
The next day Ross left to his friends again and Riker really hoped he would be okay if he comes home. He knows Ross' friends and he doesn't trust them one bit. But you don't always get what you wish for do you?