conejita

5

the rest of the night went quick. though, getting alouette back up to eat was a struggle.

she requested the song alaric had sang the night before. it was beautiful, and it put her straight to sleep. it was a song his mamá sang to him as a boy. he loved it. he truly thought he wouldn't love anything, or anyone more.

when they woke up, freddy was making breakfast. he had a key, and would usually just come over whenever. alouette's eyes lit up at the food presented in front of her. "o-oh thank you f-freddy!" she exclaimed running to him.

he smiled at her, but his eyes caught the huge man emerging from the same room. rubbing his eyes as he yawned, alaric's hoodie lifted up, showing the v line trailing down his sweats. alouette ogled at him, her mouth now watering at the sight of him, instead of the food.

"conejita? what did you make?" he asked before looking up. finally noticing his sweet girls brother, his eyes narrowed at him. "why is he here?" he asked.

giggling at his silliness, she pulled him to the food. "he has a key silly. now look! eat!" her eyes sparkled at all the food. but alaric's eyes had been avoiding the food the entire time. he had already eaten some of alouette's fries last night because she didn't want to eat alone. he couldn't eat again.

patting her hip, he instructed her to go sit down so that he could plate her food. he just piled some of everything on the plate, because he assumed freddy would make what alouette liked. he walked to her four seat table, and sat next to her, setting the plate in front of her.

she waited for freddy to sit down as well before she started eating. "you d-don't want any?" she asked with her mouth full. a frown set on her face.

he shook his head at her, "chew your food first," he said firmly. "i ate a bunch when i was making your plate, i couldn't wait." he answered gently, taking a napkin and cleaning her face from syrup. though it was useless, because she was messy again immediately.

freddy's brows furrowed at his answer. he had been standing right next to alaric as he made alouette's plate, and he didn't spare the food a second glance. "o-oh that's okay!" she said with another mouthful, alaric's eyes narrowed at her.

"what did i just tell you?" he sneers. "you'll fucking choke. you listen when i tell you something." he snatched her plate away. she pouted at him, she wanted that.

he shook his head at her firmly. "when you can eat correctly, you can have it back." he said, a finality tone in his voice. alouette turned toward freddy, who had been sitting there silently eating the whole time, and pouted at him.

he shrugged his shoulders at her pouting. "he's right pretty girl. you have to be polite." he didn't want to be involved more than he had to, so he answered simply. whatever they had going on, he did not want any part of.

alouette's eyes began to brim with tears. "t-that's not fair! give it back now!" she shouted at alaric, reaching to snatch it back. his rough hand met her wrist as he gripped it in harsh manner. he pulled her body closer to him, and leant towards her ear.

"don't you dare fucking think you are going to bed without a sore ass tonight. i fucking promise you." he whispered roughly in her ear. her eyes widened and the tears in her eyes began to fall down.

freddy still continued to stare at them, though he was a little confused. he didn't know what alaric had said to make her so upset. but he knew he didn't like to see alouette cry. "okay fucktard. she gets it, you don't need to grab her like that." he smacked his hand away.

he assumed that's what the problem was, and when alaric's hand left her wrist, alouette's tears slowed. "go get dressed, pretty girl. we're gonna go to the fair okay?" he smiled at her.