The Flaw
Interlude: The Past
Suggested Listening: Great Escape by Kevin Rudolf
~Interlude~
Mail had never known his mother or father; father having died before his birth and his mother dying giving birth to him and his twin. Nor had he ever met his twin, the little girl dying of some kind of heart defect before she had taken more than 100 breaths on her own.
He had been passed on to his mother's family despite the grandparents on his father's side trying to get custody of him.
Mail wished they had.
He had never really been hugged much as a child, his aunt's military husband under the impression that it lead to 'Nancy boys'. Nor had he ever been overfed, though he was hardly starved.
He had two older cousins, one five years his senior the other the other seven. They were nice whilst their mother was around but played rough when their father was there. Mr. Helvick didn't like that Mail was more interested in games than rough housing, despite how young he was or that he bruised easily because of slight anemia.
It hadn't been the life he could have had, but neither was it horrible. It was tolerable.
At least it had been until he turned five and his aunt filed for divorce, taking her two sons with her and leaving him with her husband. How Mail hated her for that.
Things had been rather tense and silent at first until Mr. Helvick began bringing his 'sympathetic' friends over for poker, some game Mail could never quite understand, and getting so drunk he passed out on the couch after watching some game on the television.
He'd always had to make sure food was either left out for him or made before Mr. Helvick's friends came over, otherwise he missed dinner entirely.
None of that was ever truly bad, not really. Not at first.
It was only when most of the guys had left, one man usually staying later than the others, and Mr. Helvick was unconscious on the couch did things get bad.
A hand covering his mouth, one undressing him, touching him down there, and doing other weird things to him that Mail knew were bad. Things that left him sore and hurting and scared.
Mail had never been told 'I love you' by his family, but every time Mr. Helvick was passed out on the couch, and that same work associate came over, he was told over and over that he was loved until he couldn't stand the sound of those words anymore and the feelings it invoked. If this was the love that adults spoke of, he never wanted to feel it himself.
The incidents had left Mail a little off.
He never slept anymore the nights when Mr. Helvick's friends came over and always locked his door, sitting with his back to it. It never really stopped anything. Locks could be broken.
And then came the days when Mr. Helvick threw himself back into his work, needing a babysitter for him as he was not old enough to spend the time by himself, and that same man volunteered to watch him.
It was always a long hour and a half drive from their house to his. The drive that felt like it took forever and made it felt like he was being abandoned again. Especially when the man did the same weird and frightening things to him each night he spent there with no one around to prevent it.
No one ever found out, and if it happened too many times to count, no one but Mail would ever know.
He had been sent to Wammys after Mr. Helvick was killed in a duty related incident.
He couldn't say he was unhappy about it.
Not at all.
-End Interlude-
AN: so now we have Matt's past and why he struggles with the deeper emotions XD. I could have made it more detailed, but i really felt like it didnt need it, what happened got across without me having to actually put it in here and i think its better this way.