I swear I'm the only person still interested in Narnia haha.
Edmund- 15
Peter- 17
Susan- 16
Lucy- 12
Edmund and his siblings sat at the dinner table. It was just them tonight because the decided not to go to the Narnia Feast they we held weekly. Did they even want him there? Peter didn't like him. Susan didn't like him. Lucy was too young to understand. He played with his food with his fork for a good ten minutes. "Edmund, aren't you hungry?" Susan asked. "No." He muttered.
"I thinks it's delicious!" Lucy smiled. Edmund rolled his eyes at her. "Ed." Peter warned. He just ignored him. He's always trying to act like he's in charge of everyone. Like he's the boss. Like he's... dad. It hurt Edmund to even think about his father let alone talk about him. That's why he never does. Who would he talk to about it anyways? Nobody cared enough to listen. "Edmund, you need to eat. You'll get ill." said Susan. "I said I'm NOT HUNGRY!!" He yelled.
"Edmund!" Peter yelled back. "Why have you got to be so miserable all the time? You just ruin everything."
"What, because I didn't want to eat a potato?"
"Don't get smart with me. Just leave if you're not gonna eat!" He knew that tone. That was the way dad always used to speak. "Why do you think you're so in charge of everyone? I'm a king too!"
"Yeah well I'm the high king! You're the just. No way you're responsible enough for be role of a real king. If dad would've seen you now, he would've said the same thing."
Edmund stood in shock at what his older brother just said. "Peter." Susan hissed.
Tears pricked Edmunds eyes. It was only until Peter looked up and saw the pain in his brothers face that he realised what he said. "Edmund, I-" but he was cut off by his brother running out the room.
He made his way to the bathroom where all the action happens. Where he releases his inner anger, and pain. He rolled up his sleeve and grabbed his special tool. The tip of peters sword. He cussed under his breath before he put the cold metal to skin. He slowly cut across his wrist. He felt instantly better as he did so. He even cut over his previous ones from other times. Most of them because of Peter. He looked up and glared at himself in the mirror. This is what he has become.