A/N SO I KNOW IS SHORT BUT I HAD TO PUT IT UP. ALSO, DEAR GUEST I HAVE A LOFTYXETHAN ONE SHOT IN ABC AND IM WRITING A LOFTYXETHAN FANFIC RIGHT NOW. LOTS OF LOVE NIAMH.

Chapter 11

Present day

Third person

Cal paced back an forth frantically running a hand through his short hair.

"What the hell?" He yelled glaring at his father

"Why are you not happy to see me? Caleb I thought you would be even if Ethan was not." He replied

"Happy to see you, until two minuets ago I thought you were dead. You have got to be kidding me." Cal said, his voice full of anger.

Ethan was not taking such a rational approach to this news. He did not remember much about his father, the fact that he tried to forget most of his childhood a main factor in this, but what he did remember was not good. It took a while of crying, confused and scared, in the corner before he realised that Cal had referred to him as "dad". After all, the man in the bedroom was, in all seriousness, Ethan's father, but the siblings do not share a father (hence the different surnames). Why would Cal call a man who he was not related to dad? They had not been close, nor had Cal's dad been non-existent before the fire that led to his death. Ethan remained curious about this whilst a fight raged between his brother and his father.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Cal yelled- impatiently glaring at his "father"

"I came to see my son is that a crime" the man yelled.

Before cal reply Ethan started to yell a song.

"Artificial amateurs aren't at all amazing,

Analytically I assault animate things,

Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat,

Buildings are broken basically I'm bombarding,

Casually create catastrophes casualties,

Canceling cats got their canopies collapsing..."

Cal looked at his brother. Slowly, sympathy began to make its way on to the elder brothers face. He sat down next to his brother and put his arm around him. Ethan sighed, looked at his dad and spoke.

"I don't care what you want, just get out of my house."

"Ethan, cal hear what I have to..."

"Get out!" Ethan and cal interrupted together.

The man slowly left the flat leaving his sons behind him. Shortly, cal left the room to check the departure of his father and that's when Ethan let everything out. He cried and cried and bloody well cried. And, suddenly something clicked.

***********flashback*************

Ethan's pov

"Wait what did you say?" I asked

"I said I know what that boy, Marcus, did to you. You deserved it. Do you know how pathetic you are? I wish you had never been born. You are no son of mine and if you ever talk to me wi

thout being asked a question first I will slap you so hard you won't remember your own name, do you understand?" The man got right up into my face and I held back a torrent of tears. Tentatively, I nodded my head with my eyes squeezed shut. I felt the wet of spit on my face and heard the door slam before I let out everything. I did cry but I did worse as well.

A/N 2 SONG USED IS ALPHABET AREOBICS BY BLACKALICIOUS! IM SORRY I'VE HAD BAD WRITERS BLOCK FOR THIS STORY AND SO SORRY ABOUT BROKEN BARARRICADES AND WHAT IT DID TO YOU IF YOU READ IT. ALSO LOOK OUT FOR MY NEW FIC "DRABBLE" NIAMH OUT~ we create our own vices