Tim's smile fades. His heart stutters in his chest, and now he knows that Matt can hear it, too. In retrospect, that's awfully embarrassing. Tim's lost count of how many times Matt's made his heart skip a beat.
This is fair, he supposes. Tit for tat, even if he's not particularly thrilled about it.
"I told you my daddy knocked my mama around. Guess you've probably already guessed he did me, too."
He's never talked about this before. The words feel strange coming out of his mouth. Like he's betraying someone by saying them. Just himself, he supposes.
"Only really started when I was big enough to stand between him and mama. He'd knock me out of the way to get to her. Got worse when I started fightin' back, but I'd've done anything to keep him from layin' a hand on her."
There's more, but the words hesitate on the top of his tongue, unsure of whether or not he wants to continue. He already feels like he's said too much.
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branchandroot
No fuck you stop that
Date: 2016-08-31 10:15 am (UTC)This is fair, he supposes. Tit for tat, even if he's not particularly thrilled about it.
"I told you my daddy knocked my mama around. Guess you've probably already guessed he did me, too."
He's never talked about this before. The words feel strange coming out of his mouth. Like he's betraying someone by saying them. Just himself, he supposes.
"Only really started when I was big enough to stand between him and mama. He'd knock me out of the way to get to her. Got worse when I started fightin' back, but I'd've done anything to keep him from layin' a hand on her."
There's more, but the words hesitate on the top of his tongue, unsure of whether or not he wants to continue. He already feels like he's said too much.