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"Cale do you want to help me?" asks Harry watching 10 year old Cale rush in from the living room. "Yeah, what do you need dad" he asks walking up to the counter, Kevin watching from the archway seeing Harry having a knife in his hand he watches him carefully. "Here, take this and cut up those" he says handing him the knife and a cutting board pointing to some vegetables on the counter. As he cooks the meat in a pan Harry notices Kevin in the doorway looking over his shoulder "Kevin, why don't you set up the table" he says coldly hearing Kevin walk across the laminate floor to the small table. As they sit down to eat dinner Kevin as usual keeps his head down as he eats, listening to Cale talk about his day at school to Harry who is still keeping an eye on him. "So my friend nearly face planted and the principal came out it was wild!" he shouts eating quickly as he always did. Smiling Harry laughs a bit "That is wild Cale.." he says taking a bite of his food, his attention reverting back to Kevin, Cale noticing with a sigh growing quiet. Finishing his food Cale takes his plate putting it in the sink heading upstairs to take a shower before Kevin leaving them alone once more. Making eye contact with Harry Kevin sighs "Look, Dad. I know I said it doesn't phase me anymore but after the way you looked at him a few years ago y-you're starting to freak me out. If there's something you have to say to me say it!" he says his tone growing louder. Without a word Harry stands up, taking his plate to the sink leaving to his room shutting the door gently. Feeling a shiver run his spine Kevin finishes off dinner, heading upstairs brushing it off.

As everyone tucks in for the night Kevin stops by Cale's room popping a head in with a smile seeing him on his bed, reading a comic on his bed. "Night" seeing him Cale smiles "Night bro" smiling Kevin shuts the door. Heading upstairs to his room he shuts the door, still feeling uneasy about Harry lately, locking his door for the first time he turns off the light, tucking in for the night. As the evening passes, Harry gets up unexpectedly, never being a night person this is unusual he opens the door deciding to head upstairs peering at Kevin's door from down the short hallway. Dragging his feet he makes his way up to the door, turning the nob realizing it's locked he stares at the door for a moment. Suddenly he starts to bang against the door with his shoulder, trying to burst through the door to open it, startling both boys awake. Staring at his door feeling his heart race Kevin shouts starting to tear up. "D-Dad?!" suddenly he bursts through the door and Kevin lets out a fearful shriek. Wondering what all the commotion is Cale opens his door quietly, watching Harry walk through the broken down door to Kevin's room with wide eyes. Scooting back in his bed throwing whatever he can at Harry who is making a B-line for him Kevin screams suddenly getting choked against his head board. Watching from the open door Cale stands in shock, not able to move or say anything watching his own Father choke his brother. 

Finding all the strength he can, Kevin kicks him off coughing as he shouts "What the actual fuck!? Dad it's me!! You're seeing things you crazy fuck!!" coughing more he notices Cale in the doorway. Staring at him with wide eyes he shouts "Get the fuck out Cale, you don't need to see this!!" he says watching Cale rush out. Sitting on the floor as he rubs his temples Harry snaps out of his weird trance looking around the room seeing the door broken and seeing what room he is in. Looking around he makes eye contact with a fearful Kevin, who's catching his breath with heavy tears streaming down his face. "O-Oh God, Kevin" he says worried as he walks over, Kevin jerking away terrified that he's going to hurt him. "I-I'm not going to hurt you, I promise" he says starting to cry feeling like a monster seeing his child who he hurt frightened of him. "C-Clara was right.. I'm unstable.." he mutters out with a quiver in his voice. Staring at him Kevin finally catches his breath "Get out.." he mutters curling his knees to his chest, watching Harry leave, shutting the door knowing the lock is busted he stares at the door not able to go back to sleep for the rest of the night. 

Heading into his room Harry rushes into his bathroom, finding his medication taking what he needs hoping to calm down. Feeling guilty he grabs his keys heading to the church to pray. Meanwhile Cale sits in his room waiting for all the commotion to die down. Getting up with shaky legs he peaks his head into the hallway, heading up into Kevin's room seeing him in tears traumatized. Walking over he sits on his bed "K-Kevin?.. why did Dad hurt you?.. did you do something bad? Did you make him angry?" he asks, seeing Kevin stare. Managing to say something, Kevin sighs "Yeah.. I-I made him mad.. that's what happened.." he says sitting beside Cale on his bed still shaken up. Hugging himCale feels Kevin hug him back tightly, sitting in a comforting silence. The next morning, Harry wakes up in bed, remembering everything from last night, still feeling guilty. Hesitating to head upstairs he manages to make it up to his room, creaking open the broken door seeing Cale and Kevin asleep in the same bed. Smiling a sad smile he walks over, pulling a blanket over the both of them, kissing the tops of their head as a small apology knowing he really meant it.

After that night, Kevin has grown far apart from his father Harry. Of course they weren't that close to begin with, he completely tore himself away from that crazy man. Into their teenage years, Cale continues to think about that very night, keeping his thoughts to himself while Kevin continues to run away or get into bad habits trying to cope with his trauma as best as he can. As years fly by Kevin moves out, knowing he'll be leaving his brother behind it doesn't phase him, taking his mothers selfish nature into its peak he leaves for New York City United States, much like his mother did to Fiji. Meanwhile, without his brother around, Cale has found it hard to make friends. He never was the social type and so he acquired skills on how to get what he needs without an emotional connection, showing early signs of a sociopath that Harry of course would never notice. After Cale's 18th birthday he moves far from his Father Harry so, he moves to the state of Oregon in the United States. As Cale creates a stable living for himself he still wonders about his childhood and that incident wondering if his childhood was really what it was. So, he decides to call up his brother in New York, to hopefully get some answers unaware of how much his brother has actually changed from who he was when he left. 






To Be Continued...

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