A/N: (that sad moment when no-one got your Frozen reference with the last title and you pray that someone will know where this one is from-) um anyway, I may not update tomorrow and I'm sorry for that but here is a relatively longer than normal chapter (more than 2,000 words, wow) I hope you enjoy :)
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A small brunette boy around the age of seven found himself alone outside a small beige house as he sat beside the street's sidewalk and hung his head. He bounced around a small gray rock and scanned his sad blue eyes around the area warily. Footsteps approached and another small kid, maybe a year or two older than him, towered over the brunette with a look of disgust. "Oh, you're one of those twin freaks in the grade below mine."
The smaller boy didn't respond, he knew who was speaking to him. Rather than talking back to the bully he kept his head hung and tightened his grip on the rock in his hand. "Wait a second you're not that albino loser so that means you're the problem one. You know others say that you were named Pit because it was such a pity you were born." He taunts the seated boy further, leaning toward him as if to make a point.
After being so harshly berated and put down the smaller boy stands and glares at the the boy before him as his head buzzes and his heart aches. "Don't." He warns harshly, his voice wavering. "Don't ever say my name again Shadow!" He cries, tears pooling up in his eyes as he pushes the other away in a desperate escape. Unfortunately for the brunette, Shadow recovers quickly from the harsh shove and roughly wrenches the rock from the palm of his hand and slams it against the seven year old's head, causing the boy to double over in pain and lay on the grass.
Shadow simply shows no remorse as he throws the rock as hard as he can at the boy on the floor tucking a strand of his messy black hair behind his slightly pointed ear. "Thank god we're moving soon, I'd hate to live on the same street as some useless demon-child." He kicks the boy on the floor once more before heading back towards his own home further down the neighborhood.
But the brunette boy didn't get off the floor, or say anything, or move. He did nothing but lay there crying, tears staining his cheeks as all his gasping breaths made it harder to breathe.
He hoped his brother would come home from the doctor with his mother soon..
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I roll over uncomfortably and try to re-bury that memory that played out in my nightmare before realizing that Roy is right outside the room... talking to someone?
It sounds like another desperate conversation over the phone because I can't really hear what he's saying.
"Listen, it'll be alright. He's right here, laying down right now, no you don't have to worry. Look, I know the last thing you want now is to be trapped in their all day so I'll come get you real quick and you can come over for a bit, okay?" I hear now that whoever he's talking to has calmed down and he hangs up.
But the question still remains as to who he was talking to. What were they talking about? He mentioned me, I think. But what could've happened? Okay, I think I'm over thinking again, but I really just don't want Roy to leave me. Although I think it's too late for that.
While I was freaking out I heard him open up the door a crack to check on me. But now the house is quiet and empty, so I'm assuming he's just left.
I get up from his room and try to calm myself down, honestly my thoughts are racing. I take notice of a note he left on the kitchen counter for me, but when I tried to read it everything is so blurred and my head just hurts at my attempt to read the crazy jumble of letters, I eventually stopped and put it back down before it made me feel even more sick.
Okay, think. I have to find a way out, but Roy's probably locked his front door.. then again he does have a balcony..
.. and a fire escape outside it, thankfully, so I don't just jump off the side of a building.
Okay, it might seem a little stupid for me to sneak out like this and leave, but we've already established I'm bad at taking care of myself and Roy is too nice to me and if I don't calm down now I could possibly break down crying. And Roy, plus whoever he might be bringing over, doesn't have to see that for the 100th time today. So I write my own letter, well.. as best as I could, on the back of his saying where I was going.
And where was I going..?
Oh yes, the park. Dark will sometimes walk with me to this neighborhood park over the weekends and we'll run around and be happy, of course we couldn't go this week though because of everything that happened..
So maybe hanging out there will feel closer to actually having him with me. I mean, at least it beats being sick and having nightmares all day.
So far I had done pretty well at climbing down the fire escape ladder, I was on the very end of the ladder outside and could almost feel my foot touch the floor. Of fucking course I just had to blackout for a moment while over thinking things and tripped. Now I'm just laying on the ground, in pain.
Dammit, I just feel so useless...
Despite my body telling me not to, I got up anyway. Which was not good when I hunched over feeling the need to vomit again.. thankfully I didn't, the headache I have made me too in pain to focus on my gag reflex at the moment, so that's great, I guess.
I quickly turned out of the alley I was in and walked around the back side of the apartments before exiting on the street I'm pretty sure the park was on.
.. I think. Usually Dark will lead the way so maybe this was a bad idea. No wait, I can see it. Up ahead is the park and I can't help but smile as I make it to the gate. I'm here!
"Hey Dark, how 'bout a race around the-" I stopped speaking once I realized my mistake. Dark isn't here, he's not okay and while he could need me I go and get myself sick and run around in a park without him. Dear god I'm so terrible. I couldn't do anything to protect him yesterday because my weak-ass was getting nearly beat to death by our tipsy, highly aggressive, father and now I can't even think straight enough to stop and get to know what I can do for him. What can I do for him? Can I do anything for him? Have I ever done anything to warrant him caring about me..?
I sat down on a bench underneath a tree and thought to myself just how pathetic I really am. ".. fuck." I mumbled and rubbed at the tears pricked at the corner of my eyes. Rubbing my eyes only made me more tired, reminding me that if I slept again I would just have another, probably worse, nightmare. I really messed up, I never should've left home that Friday, and I should've gone out to look for my brother no matter how badly I was hurt! I try to think back to when this all started, earlier this week I think, earlier when I first met- "Link!" I looked at the blonde in front of me, shocked, as he gave me a worried glance.
He seemed as if he were about to place a hand on my shoulder, but decided against it before using it to move the hair out of my face instead. "Are you okay, Pit?" He asks, not giving me time to respond before slapping a hand over his shocked mouth and looking far more worried at me. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to say your name, it just came out and I-" "It's... okay?" I mumbled a bit confused to him, suddenly curious as to why the room felt a lot hotter than before. Wait a minute, this is a park, I'm not even in a room..
He nods a bit, about to say something else before a kid, who looks so much like Link it's scary, came up to us and grabbed onto his leg happily. "I caught you!" The kid cheers as, even more surprisingly, Zelda runs up behind him.
Link ruffles the boy's hair and chuckles, "You sure did, Toon." "I'm so sorry, I really didn't want Toon to interrupt your conversation, but I'm terrible at keeping him amused."
I didn't really hear what Link replied with afterwards as an uncomfortable feeling came from my left side, but it made me laugh a bit somehow. I couldn't control the laughter that came out of me as the feeling spread, eventually both Link and Zelda turned around and it stopped. Which was unfortunate for me seeing as I coughed into my arm the moment my laughter ceased. Zelda went behind me and pat me on the back comfortingly and I hear Link beside me, speaking in what sounded like a scolding manner. "Toon, if he obviously doesn't feel well why would you go over and tickle him like that?" He asks the little boy who was looking down.
Ah, so that's what happened. Makes sense.
Once my coughing ceases, Toon shoots me an apologetic look and avoids the stern look on Link's face. "I'm sorry," He apologizes, "It's just that he really looked like he needed a smile and I thought about how you guys make me laugh.." He trailed off embarrassed and I was entirely confused. Wait a minute, did he just say he tried to make me smile? I'm- Did I look that sad!?
Jesus, I'm such a fucking loser-
"Well don't apologize to me, apologize to Pit. Just be more careful of what other people are and aren't comfortable with next time, okay?" The Kid nods and skips over to me. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to make you happy, honest."
I couldn't help but smile, this kid is so sweet. Actually he reminds me of someone..
I shook my head and reassured him. "Really, it's fine. After all you did make me smile so I should thank you." I swear the kid's face lit up in seconds, he bounced on his toes giving me an exaggerated, "Really??" I nod and the sight of my smile made him cheer.
"Hey, Pit, you live around here right?" I nodded my head and looked at Link curiously before there was suddenly a feeling similar to hundreds of butterflies bursting into the sky inside my stomach. Actually butterflies doing that would be really beautiful, apart from the stomach part of course. But right now it's actually really uncomfortable.
I grasped my stomach in pain and Link helped me stand from the bench as gently as he could. "I'll walk you home." He offers and I immediately shake my head before I felt all dizzy and almost blacked out again. My head still hurts, but I heard Link mention something to the other two before grabbing me by the arm and leading me out the park.
"I'm sorry about my brother." He apologizes and I give him a frown. "You really don't have to be, he's a sweet kid." I reassured him and began to turn into the neighborhood where Roy lives. "Wait, where are you going? " He grabs at my arm to stop me.
I turn back and faced him, "... home?" I then realize that I've messed up and my face flushes in embarrassment. "I-i mean.. Roy had me staying with him, cause.. " I trailed off and looked away. "Oh yeah..." He rubs the back of his neck nervously and turns away as well. "I'm sorry about what happened with Dark." He apologizes and I shake my head. "Nothing you could've done..." Unlike me, I should've done something.
He walks me all the into the lobby of the apartment building and upon arrival Roy is there desperately speaking to the reception with a worried Marth beside him. "Are you sure no-one has come down here at all, my friend is missing and he wasn't in my room-" Marth spots me behind them and turns Roy around.
"Pit!" Roy calls my name and squeezes me in the tightest hug I've ever experienced. Before I can say anything he quickly lets go of me and glares, "You idiot, what are you doing worrying me like that? I told you I'd be right back and specifically not to leave, no matter what."
I ducked my head down in embarrassment as he scolded me tried my best to ignore my legs telling me they were too tired to stand. "How did you even get out of here, I thought I locked the door..?" Roy asks, more curious than before. ".. Fire escape, I just climbed down." I mumbled cautiously aware that there's a pretty huge chance that Roy would be pissed at the thought, and he was.
He hit me upside the back of the head, which unsurprisingly made me almost collapse, and shot me a serious death glare as I fell into Link's arms. "Roy!" The other two in the room turned on him.
Roy eventually made me take some medicine after Link went back with his siblings and I got to hang out with him and Marth. Something was off about Marth though and I couldn't help but worry. While I found myself distracted by the sight of a bird crashing into the window of one of Roy's neighbors the other two quickly exchanged a glance and Marth looked at me anxiously. "Pit there's something we.. I have to tell you." He lays a hand on his chest and takes a deep, scared, breath.
I nod, gesturing for him to continue and when he does I was completely shocked. He lifts his sweatshirt a bit to show of a bit of his chest, wrapped up in bandages, and several tiny scars cut just above the waist of his pants. "I-I'm trans.." He stutters out nervously and quickly pulls his hoodie back down, hiding his face away from me. Honestly though I didn't know what to say, what are you supposed to do in a moment like this. Okay Pit, don't fuck up.
"No, your'e Marth." The sentence left my mouth before I could think and it was so fucking terrible oh my god, please kill me, Jesus christ.
To my surprise the other two both started laughing. "I guess your'e right, his name is Marth." Roy pats my embarrassed-ass on the back. After laughing it all out Marth gives me a smile and shoots me a, "thanks" and I smiled despite how stupid I am.