Mathieu's Story

by DelightfulCreatures

This is the story of young, six year old Mathieu Williams who is always forgotten, which is pretty difficult to handle while only being six years of age. To make matters worst, his family has been divided due to issues with his parents. Now, he lives with his father, Francis and his brother, Alfred, lives with his other dad, Arthur. Will things for Mathieu ever get better?

1. Chapter 1

"Who are you?" asked the tiny baby polar bear. "How do you not know who I am, Kumajiro?" Mathieu grew sad because even his pet didn't know who he was. "I'm Mathieu Williams, your owner." The small blonde child's face became frustrated. No matter what he did, no one ever remembered him.

Trying to change the subject, Mathieu decided to send Kumajiro to bed. "Come on, Kumajiro. Time to get in your cage." Mathieu tried to guide the bear into his cage, but that was pretty hard to do being that he was only three and a half feet tall and his bear was a little heavy. When Kumajiro was in his cage, Mathieu shut the door and locked it.

The small boy said his good nights to the bear, then slowly slipped out of his room and went into the bathroom (which was directly across the hallway). He opened the door and had to stand on his toes to flip light switch on. Once that was done, he stepped up in his small latter, so he could see his reflection in the mirror. Mathieu stroked his shoulder-length, curly blonde hair and gazed at himself. "See," he said, "I'm not invisible." Tears began to well in his eyes. "Why does everyone forget me? I am not invisible!" Finally, his tears could no longer hold back, and started to pour. Mathieu couldn't contain his sadness anymore and started to whimper.

Hearing the faint cries, Francis awoke from his bed. 'Mathieu?' Francis thought to himself. The man lifted himself from his bed and ruffled his hand through his wavy shoulder-length hair. Francis got out of his bed and headed towards the sound of his son's cries.

When Francis opened the bathroom door, his heat sunk at the sight of his child crying. 'Oh, Mon Chéri, what has happened to you this time?' Francis thought as he picked up Mathieu. Mathieu hugged him back and started to sob into his dad's shoulder. "Daddy, it's not fair!" cried the boy. "Why am I so invisible?" Francis held his child tight in his arms. "Mattie, dear, you are not invisible. Why would you think such a thing?" Francis eyes looked at the child with sadness, then sat him down on the top step of the two-step latter. "Because," Mathieu cried, "no one ever remembers me. Even Kumajiro didn't know who I am." For a moment, Francis was a little bit confused at the mentioning of Kumajiro because he was only a stuffed bear, but then remembered that Mathieu thought of his bear to be real and even kept it in a cage.

"Well, I know who you are. You are Mathieu Williams, my youngest son, and one of the most amazing children in the world." Saying that reminded Francis that Mathieu was not his only child. Three years ago, Francis fell in love with an Englishman named Arthur Kirkland. After a year of living together, they decided to adopt children since they couldn't have any of their own. They adopted a six year old boy named Alfred and a four year old named Mathieu. At first, the family was perfect to them. Alfred and Mathieu were as close as any brothers could be, and Francis and Arthur were amazing parents, but eventually, things took a turn for the worst. Francis kept on flirting with other people and because of that, Arthur would go to the bar to get away from him. He usually came home sloppy drunk in front of the children.

After about a year of this cycle, Arthur and Francis decided to call it quits. It was bad for them, and it set a bad example for Mathieu and Alfred. They agreed that Alfred would live with Arthur and Mathieu would stay with Francis. The two brothers were not happy about it at all, but after weeks of crying about the separation from their brothers, they got used to it.

"Daddy," Mathieu asked, "do you think Alfred and my other daddy remember me?" Francis smiled. "Of course I do, Mattie. Now, let's get you back to bed. It's past your bed time." He picked up Mathieu and walked him to his room. When Francis opened the door, he grinned a little when he saw the stuffed bear in the cage. "Good night, Mattie," he said as he placed Mathieu down on the bed and kissed his cheek. "Goodnight, Daddy." Mathieu almost instantly fell asleep when he was in his bed. Francis placed one last good night kiss on his forehead. "Good night, Mon Chéri."