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"I need to talk to you."
Matthew gasps lightly. In a flash, he gets up and runs straight to home. "Daddy!" He shouts on his way.
Louis, seeing him run away chases after him. "Wait!" He calls out.
In the forest, Alfred hears his brothers urgent cry. Hearing his distress call, Alfred runs back home. "Mattie!"
Hearing Matthew call him, Arthur walks out the backyard. He smiles when he went outside. It quickly faded when he sees Louis run after Matthew.
Instincts kick in and Arthur runs into action. He jumps off the porch and runs straight to Louis. "Hey! Get away from my son you bastard!" Arthur shouts.
"Daddy!" Matthew shouts out.
Matthew runs past Arthur. He stops running and he turns around just in time to see Arthur tackle Louis down. When Alfred arrived home, he came at the exact time to see his father tackle down Louis.
Louis falls to the ground with a grunt. He looks up at Arthur with a surprised look.
Arthur pulls his head up by the neck collar and with fury in his voice asks him, "What. The. Hell. Are you doing. Chasing after my son. Like a madman?"
"Get off me you asshole!" Louis shouts at him.
"Not unless you tell me why you chased after my son. Now answer my question now or I call the police and believe me I won't hesitate to do so." Arthur threatens him.
Louis sighs. Well, he couldn't afford to have the police come. Not with that ticket he had. Louis sighs and nods. "Okay, I will tell you. First get off me, your as heavy as a fucking elephant."
Arthur angerly glares at him. "Shut up idiot." He says before getting left him.
Both men stand up and they wipe themselves from the dirt and grass.
Arthur looks at him and asks, "So, care to explain why you came unannounced into my property and chasing my son?"
Louis sighs. "It's not what it looks like. The kid just ran off when I asked if I could talk to him." Louis explains to him.
"And what exactly did you want to talk to him about?"
Louis sighs again. "Does he happen to be Marianne's son?"
Mention of Marianne, Arthur looks behind him. He sees Matthew and an already human Alfred standing at the porch, looking at them.
"Boys, go inside the house." Arthur tells them. "I'm going to be out here for a while."
The twins nod but they hesitantly go inside the house. When they went inside, Arthur looks at Louis and asks him, "How do you know Marianne?"
"I'm her cousin." Louis tells Arthur. Arthur blinks in surprise. He wasn't expecting that.
This man is Marianne's cousin? Well that would explain why he looked familiar to Marianne now that he is seeing him face to face.
He was attractive, if he actually fixed himself up, he had the same violet eyes as Marianne had and his chestnut hair was more lighter then Marianne's but it still looked soft to touch. He also had quite an obsession with purple, as shown by what he was wearing. Actually, now that Arthur thought about it, he was wearing the same clothes from yesterday.
"She used to live with me a couple of months before she moved to the city." He explains to him. "Now that I answered your question answer mine. Is he her son?"
Arthur crosses his arms to his chest. He nods. "Yes. Matthew is indeed her son. She actually gave broth to twins. His brother Alfred is the oldest by a couple of seconds."
Louis nods. "And uh...how old are the boys?"
"Three. Their both three years old."
Louis looks down. "And I take your their guardian?" He asks.
Arthur sighs. Seriously, how many questions was this man going to ask him? He was beginning to act like Alfred whenever he watched the Discovery Channel and asked a lot of questions even he didn't know.
"Well actually sir, I'm their father." Arthur tells him. "They are my sons and if that's all of the questions you have then I want you to leave now."
Before Arthur could drag him out of his property, Louis quickly asks him, "No wait."
Arthur impatiently sighs. He waits for his next question.
"Is...is Marianne with you by any chance? I didn't see her at the yard sale so I assumed that..."
Arthur slides his hand over his face. He didn't want to do this. He didn't want to tell Marianne's cousin that she died three years ago two weeks after the twins were born. It was going to be devastating telling someone who happens to be related to the deceased that they were dead.
He can't even tell him she was hit by a car while she was out hunting. Marianne told him her family didn't know she was half wolf.
Arthur shakes his head. "No. No, Marianne is not with us unfortunately." He tells him. "She uh...Marianne is uh..." He tries to fight back the tears.
Despite her death being only three years ago, it still affected him. Sure not as much as it did before at first, but it still pained him that he wasn't able to prevent it from happening.
Clearing his throat, Arthur tells him, "Marianne died. Two weeks after the boys were born, Marianne died. I'm sorry."
It was hard seeing someone crumble into pain when they hear someone they were related to died. Arthur didn't know Madeline's fathers relationship with Marianne but he remembers what Madeleine told him yesterday during the yard sale.
Her father was depressed that Marianne left to the city. After that, he became the man he was now. He drank and he smoked then a normal person would.
Arthur didn't know him that well but seeing him broken like this broke his heart. He properly cared enough about her to come all this way just to know if Matthew was her son and if she returned home.
Louis falls to his knees and cries hearing the news of his cousin. She was gone? How was that even possible? How could she have died? It made no sense that his dear cousin was gone.
Arthur kneels down next to him. He pats his back and asks him, "Want to come inside? I'll make you a patch of tea."
When they get inside, Arthur and Louis walk to the living room. Louis sat on the couch and Arthur quickly began to make the tea.
While Louis waited for Arthur to bring the tea, Louis looks around from where he sat.
The house still looked a little run down. The window had a few cracks on it, tape was on small parts of the wall, and if he looked closely in the kitchen, Louis could see that the fridge was small.
Despite a few fixes, it was amazing how that one man was able to repair everything without any help from anyone in the village.
This man, Arthur, he was different than most men who come from the city, Louis thought.
"Here's your tea." Arthur announced when he arrived in the living room. Arthur hands him the cup and sits down next to him. Louis nods in thanks.
"Merci." he mumbles. Louis takes a drink from the cup. He hums. It was actually pretty good.
Arthur clears his throat. Louis looks at him.
"Look, sir,"
"Call me Mr. Bonnefoy." Louis tells him.
"Alright, Mr. Bonnefoy. I honestly don't know what else to do from here. Is there anything else you want to know? Is there anymore you want because honestly, I am at a loss right now."
Louis puts the cup down. He rests his elbows on his legs and glances at the ground. "I don't know. When I saw your son, it just hit me that he looked liked Marianne. At first, I thought it was just a coincidence or my mind playing tricks on me. It kept bugging me so I decided to come over, talk to the boy and see if my susception was incorrect. Now here I am, finding how that she has twins and that she..." he stops mid through his sentence and he looks at the floor, biting his lower lip.
Arthur stays silent while he sat there.
Louis clears his throat and asks him, "Do you have any cigars with you by any chance?"
Arthur shakes his head. "Afraid I don't. I quit smoking about five years ago." he tells him.
Louis scoffs. "Parfait. How the hell am I suppose to calm the fuck down if I can't even fucking smoke?" He angrily says to himself.
"I don't think smoking is going to make things any better." Arthur tells him.
"Don't you tell me whats right or what is wrong!" Louis snaps at him, fury in his eyes. Arthur jumps back, surprised by his sudden outburst.
"I know what the fuck I'm doing you hear me!? I don't need you or Madeline, or anyone telling me what the hell is wrong cause I know! I fucking know!" By now, Louis was standing up and he was looking down at Arthur who was slowly trying to get away from him before he did anything that might hurt him.
Arthur sinks lower in the couch and stares at Louis while he continues to yells at him.
Louis stops when he realized that this wasn't how the meeting was supposed to turn out. He planned this to be normal and calm. But he was shouting at the one man whom created a family with his cousin.
Louis needed to stay calm if he wanted this meeting to turn out well in the end.
Louis pulls away and glares at the floor. "Pardon." he says. "I didn't mean for that to happen. I was just...I was just angry. That's all."
Arthur clears his throat. He sits up and fixes himself. He looks up at Louis afterwards and tells him, "It would be best if you leave. Now." He demanded with authority.
Louis opens his mouth, then he closes it. He repeated the same thing a couple of times before he closes his mouth and nods.
Arthur walks him out the door.
Louis exits out of the house and before he could leave and Arthur closes the door, Louis stops him and says, "I would like to spend time with your sons." He looks at him.
Arthur stares at him in surprise.
"Excuse me?"
"Tomorrow afternoon. I want to spend time with your boys. I uhh...I want to get to know them."
Arthur studies Louis. He tried to find some sort of sign that Louis wasn't faking about his request. He tried to see if he was lying and that he didn't mean it. But no, Louis was serious. He waned to know Alfred and Matthew.
Panic spread in Arthur. Alfred and Matthew were still young. They had a lot of energy and played a lot. What happens if they accidentally reveal their wolf side? What will Louis think?
Besides, he didn't trust Louis. He didn't know much about him besides that he was related to Marianne, he has a daughter named Madeline, he smoked and drank a lot. And he had a bit of a temper as it was shown yesterday and just a few minutes ago.
How was he going to trust his sons alone with this man whom might judge his sons just because a part of them was different? What if he didn't accept them? And what if Madeline found out?
This is exactly why he wanted to get away from people. There was a reason why he didn't want to be around prying eyes. Something similar to this would just happen.
Arthur shakes his head. "I'm sorry but I don't think that's going to happen." He tells him.
Arthur bows his head and says, "Goodbye Mr. Bonnefoy." He closes the door afterwards, leaving Louis standing there alone.
Louis shakes his head a little. 'What a stubborn man Marianne picked to have a family with.' he thought. Sighing, Louis was just about to leave back home when an idea popped in his head.
That night, when the boys were fast asleep, Arthur goes to the kitchen to throw away the trash.
He exits out of the front door with the trash can. He closed the door and before he walked off, he noticed a cigarette box nailed next to the wall. Arthur puts the trash bag down.
He takes the needle off and he grabs the cigarette box. Something was written on the box.
It was a address. A home address and underneath it was the words. It read, 'Unless you changed your mind, this is my address. Louis.'
Arthur rolls his eyes. He stuffs the cigarette box in his pocket and he picks up the trash bag.
"Bloody git." He mumbles.
AN: This is my first time writing 2p!France and I'm not happy with how I wrote him. I don't know I feel like I could've done better portraying him.
Anyways, you all know the drill and until next the next chapter.
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