As the Rain poured from the sky, A Little Boy Waited at the door, Waiting for His "Papa" To come home.
The little child had hopes because his father went out to something importent...

"Papa?.. Waht are you doing?" The boy asked pulling on the older man's pantleg. "Matthieu. I was just Looking at a photo" The Frenchman said. "Of what can i see please" The boy pleaded to his gaurdian. The Man picked up the little boy setting him on his lap. " This is Mon ami, Arthur" He said pointing to the man in the picture. "whos that?"
The boy asked Pointing to the little boy in the picture. There was a pause, "uh..." the man sighed." hes your brother"
He finally said. "He lives in L'Angleterre with Arthur" he continued. The boy was shocked onto hearing "Brother",
He didn't say a word after that night.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The door opened and the Boy's Smile turned into a worried frown as Francis Came in face red and eyes puffy. "Papa?... why are you crying?" Matthew asked before getting pulled into a hug. "Je suis d sol mon Mattie Je suis d sol ... Je suis d sol " The Older Man Sobbing in the boy's shoulder "Je vous ai perdu" He Said Before another man walked in "We had a deal Francis.. you lost... give me the child!" the man shouted. Matthew reconised the man as the same one in the picture. Francis Sqweezed Matthew tighter still sobbing, Just then Matthew got out of His Father's grasp and took a run for it with the brit right behind him. Matthew slid under the master bed trying to stay out of grasp.
" Please don't hide" the man said calmly trying to be as nice as possible." GO AWAY!" the child screamed at the top of his lungs crying "please i just want to talk" the man replyed "I know you're scared but you can nolonger stay here"
he continued. The boy tried imitating a cat's hiss hoping the man would backoff but instead felt a good grip on his leg.
Matthew screamed and sobbed as he grab hold of the bedframe, fighting back. With one good pull he let go of the bed, as pulled out Matthew was crying about pulling his finger mussles. "Oh did i hurt you?" the Man's calm voice came back but for a responce he got a smack in the face and Matthew taking off again. "oh great another wild goose chase" the brit sighed. When he got out to the entrence he saw that Francis has a hard embrace on the child again. "I thought I would never"
He Sighed pulling out a gun and firing it at the ceiling scaring the two " i'm sorry but the shows over" he said grabbing Matthew, The boy screamed and shouted biting the man's hand trying to get away but it was no use. "Arthur tu as froid b tarde"
Francis Sobbed as Said man walked out with a crying child screaming for his"Papa" to take him back