Matt's yelling. Matt's angry, in a way Tim's never seen him angry before. Tim's only seen the carefully composed anger, hidden beneath the nice suits and the lawyer's thin smile. This is the anger without the cover. Pure and white hot. Tim thinks if he closed his eyes, he might hear his father's voice instead.
Tim doesn't back down. He doesn't comply. His anger hasn't ran out yet, and he doesn't suspect it will anytime soon.
"Maybe you could've told me the truth one of the countless times I asked you what happened! Maybe you could've told me last week when we fought about this same exact thing. But you didn't trust me, and you still don't trust me. Which is funny, since I was just the one that found out I've been bein' lied to this whole time."
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Date: 2016-08-31 07:31 am (UTC)Tim doesn't back down. He doesn't comply. His anger hasn't ran out yet, and he doesn't suspect it will anytime soon.
"Maybe you could've told me the truth one of the countless times I asked you what happened! Maybe you could've told me last week when we fought about this same exact thing. But you didn't trust me, and you still don't trust me. Which is funny, since I was just the one that found out I've been bein' lied to this whole time."