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“ Fool! “
“ Drunkard! “
“ Black Sheep! “
“ Rose bastard! “
“ I hate you! “
“ I hate you more! “
Insults and harsh words flew across the room. The two parental figures of the F.A.C.E family were fighting. Again. It seemed like they never stopped, according to Matthew and Alfred.
They could clearly hear the venom laced words being spat our by their mother and father as they sat against the wall, silently blaming themselves. Both boys flinched as they heard a glass shatter. “ I’m sorry, Mattie. “ Alfred whispered, giving the boy a tight hug. “ I’m so, so sorry..”
The Canadian boy looked up at his older brother sadly. “ You’ve got nothing to be sorry for. “
Alfred stood up slowly, a watery smile replacing his usually ‘ heroic ‘ expression. “ I’ll try and calm them down..” He murmured, patting his younger brother on the head. The boy stuffed his hands into his pockets and shuffled into the bedroom.
Matthew sighed, hearing his brother fail at calm his bickering parents. Arthur stormed out of the room, his lip bleeding and a broken look on his face. The Brit didn’t cast the young boy a glance as he stormed out the door. Moments later, Alfred ran out of the room, door swinging shut. Right before the door fully shut, Mattie caught a glance of his father on his knees, his palms pressed to his eyes as tears trickled down his cheeks.
The American clenched his jaw and picked his younger brother up, taking him to his own room. He lay him on the bed, flopping next to him and releasing a choked sob. Matthew whimpered as tears pooled in his eyes, slowly dripping down his cheeks.
“ I’m sorry. “