A single tear slips down his face.
He looks back on all he's wrought all his fault. The faces, empty and accusing, watch his from behind his eyelids. There's blood on his hands, so thick and dark he can't see the skin underneath.
There's no visible emotions, but it's there, boiling under the surface, buried deep underneath smiles and jokes. And that terrifies him. What if he's wrong, what if all that he caused so much death and tears was without reason? All for nothing? But no, he doesn't have time to care for the past, only for family.
There's only his brother. Only one tear is all he can give.
He doesn't understand why it had to be his family. Why it had to be his precious little brother, whom he and his own father dragged from his one chance at a life. He needs to be strong now, strong that his brother, even if he doesn't believe that to be true.
Protect Sammy.
It's been engraved into him since childhood. His brother is what matters, nothing and no one else. And so he will gladly take the dead faces and red hands, to protect his little brother. So he doesn't have to carry that burden. He will be the son his father taught him to be, so Sammy wouldn't have to be. It was his mission, his duty, his responsibility. Not Sam's.
Protect Sammy.
He is his father's son, after all.
A single tear slips out of sight, but never out of mind.
Just finished watching 'Fan Fiction' for the first time, and although the "Carry on my Wayward Son" part at the end hit me, "A Single Man Tear" was even worse for me. I don't know, but it was deep. So, I typed this up in like, ten minutes or so and am now posting it.
But damn, ouch. This show cuts me deep.
Sorry it's so short.