Hey gguys poor canada I'm sorry I got you beat up in the last chapter.

this gives al little background to Mattie's home life

im dairy if its a little scatterbrained but I really tried

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cause I love ya

story time

The rest of the day flew by. I haven't run into the daemon boy again. But my body still ached every time I moved. I sat in my last block with Lovino waiting for class to run out. We stared at the clock, one more minute. Thirty more seconds. The bell gave a loud ring and the students were immediately out of their seats.

I got out of my seat slowly not to disrupt any of the fresh bruises on my skin. I walked behind Lovino as he headed to the front of the school where students were picked up. I saw my brother as soon as we got outside. My brother waved me down and ran up to me," hey bro how was you day?" I sighed internally and smiled at him, no need to make him feel uncomfortable." Fine al how was yours."

" great bro, I had so much fun. I met a lot of people." How many of them wanted to kill you? I wondered. I kept my moth shut. Then I saw Lovino duck behind me."what are you doing?" He held a finger to his lips,"hiding from my fratello."

Ten I heard a loud yell,"LOVI!" Then Lovino was about to run but he was grabbed by a quick force."AHH LET ME GO YOU A BASTARD." Lovino yelled as a book who looked similar to him grabbed him. Then Lovino punched the boy and backed up."AHHHH fratello why?" The boy now dramatically on the floor said.

Me and my brother just looked at them. The the boy who looked like Lovino looked at me and Al."O-my pasta. Alfred there are two of you. How hard did fratello hit me?" Al gave one of his hero laughs," hahahaha this is my brother. He's more of a nature dude." I nodded to the boy. He walke Dover to me and gave me a big hug.

And it hurt. A lot. I gasped in pain and he let go." Sorry other Alfred." He said as Lovino yelled at they saw their ride and said bye.

Al put his arm around my shoulders. I winced and he didn't notice." We are officially high school dudes now little bro." I nodded.

Then our ride came and we got in my stepmom was in the front seat of the car.

She waved us in."how was school?" I shrugged but Al exploded with all of the details of his awesome day.

I tuned them out as we headed home.

I looked out the window the area was generally pretty green. There was lots of trees. Well the high school was pretty old, maybe back in the sixties they had some hippe tree celebration.

I internally laughed. Then I remembered my bruised torso. It was really surprising that the guy had hit me so hard on the first day. They usually just watched me for a little while then attacked. Those were the ones that seemed to go after the little weak kid. Bt the ones that had mistakes me for my brother had stopped beating me when they realized I wasn't him.

Some took more convincing than others but they eventually apologized and stopped.

Well maybe this guy was a mix.

I think I was really going to hate school.

A thought in the back of my mind said. What about Gil.

My heart then it just hurt. I didn't know why but I was pretty sure that he would forget me they all did.

"Matthew, Matthew god damnit answer me when I talk to you!" The high pitched voice of my stepmom woke me from my thoughts.

"Yes Cindy." I said to her.

"How was your day?" She asked me a question that a normal mother would, but the way she said it was more for show. And she was not my mother. She made it pretty clear that I was definitely not her son.

She didnt like me from the moment my father moved me down here when I was six. After maman was gone I was still numb when she gave me a cold smile. She had introduced her self and said it like she hated me. Because she did.

My dad was probably still in love with maman. I knew he was he was probably going to leave that horrible woman. That was one of the many reasons she hated me. I remember when I was seven I had asked her for help with my math homework. She glared at me and yelled as loud as she could that I wasn't her son why should she help me.

Then she threw the wooden spoon she was cooking with at me. I ran into my room and cried for an hour. I had missed my real mother so much that When I cried I just couldn't stop.

Then she would just ignore me when I said things. I became more introverted and stopped talking to her in general. She eventually tolerated my existence. Bt she frequently called me Al when she acknowledged me at all. When I said I was Mattie she would glare at me and give an angry sentence.

That wasn't the worst. We I was younger she would drink, then she would beat me up. Kind of like the school bullies. Sometimes Al would protect me but he wasn't always around when it would sick woman would not hit her real son so she scheduled it around when he was not home. Probably to shield him from it. But I eventually knew how to avoid her attacks.

It just made it worse that my dad was never around. He had some business man job. He made a lot of money but he was never around.

"It was fine Cindy."

"Good"

She was making a conversation with me. That only meant one thing, dad was home.

And that meant we were going out to dinner.

Yay.

I sighed and put my head in my hands.

It was going to be a long night

I tried ok

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do you guys not like the background and not want me to continue with the mean stepmom

if you don't tell me and I ll stop with it

love you all

-J