“Well, Charlotte and I were talking” Midge began, shakily. You could hear the tears in her voice. “And, my dad came in and” she paused again, trying to compose herself. “And he started shouting because we were being secretive and-”
“And then he said that mum had been going on about how I tried to kill myself the night we went camping” I interjected. “And I could no longer take it. I just needed to shout. I’m sick of her” I vented.
He looked at us both, before turning to me. “Not now” he whispered.
“Why not Uncle Matt?” Midge asked. “I mean, aren’t the secrets and the lies what got us here in the first place?”
He looked a little stunned by her utterance. “Midge, what do you mean?”
“Please don’t lie. Not you too.”
At that, I could see it in his eyes that he didn’t want to lie to either of us. He didn’t want to become what we were both angry with in the first place.
“No lies” he said slowly, clearly unsure as to what he was getting himself into with his words.
“You know, sweetie, don’t you” he spoke calmly, looking directly at her. “About everything.”
“So what if I know everything?” she suddenly challenged, folding her arms to distance herself from my father. “If you're worried about me telling people, don't. Unfortunately, I care too much about our dysfunctional family. I don't have it in me to tell. But just remember Uncle Matt; the one that's going to have to deal with this at the end of the day isn't you, and it isn't Aunt Val either. It's Charlotte. And she's got enough on her plate already.”
He looked over at me, guiltily, and I couldn’t help but look slightly past him. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what to do or how to react.
I hadn’t been there long enough to do anything right.
“Well, I know it’s hurting you but it’s killing me. Just talk to me about it. I can see it in your eyes. You need to” my dad retorted, guiltily. I didn’t even think I’d seen him talk to me like that before.
“I’m scared” she whimpered. “Terrified, actually. I love you guys and I don’t want to lose you. This isn’t only going to affect you, Val, and Charlotte. It’ll affect me and my mum and dad. In case you’ve forgotten, Val is my mum’s twin. That side will be taken in a matter of seconds.”
My dad kept his gaze on Midge, not looking away for a second, nodding at every word she said.
“But my dad is bound to take your side. And then what? I’ll be made to do the same and have to suffer through the constant arguments of the household. You’re ruining everything.”
“I know that, but how do you expect me to keep it from her. I can’t take dignify her even more than I have and I can't expect charlotte to lie to her mum either. What do you want me to do? Go on like nothing is happening?” Matt rationalised. Neither of us bought it for a second, though.
Midge held a look of disappointment and pent up rage on her face. I knew that she wasn’t lost for words. She was lost for appropriateness.
“Well I don't really know what to expect, Matt, because I never expected you to do this on the first place. All those fans of yours that sickeningly think that you and Val are head over heels in love, and little do they know, it's all a lie. It makes me sick.”
Matt sort of half buried his head into his hands, and slowly moved them down over his face.
“Midge, I know. I know that it’s hard for me do this. But I have to do whatever will have a better outcome in the first place. I have to think of Val, of charlotte and you, and everyone else affected. I just don't know. I can't go on normally anymore. Charlotte knows, and she won't let me do that. Please, don't be scared.”
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