Drabble 25: Past Memories: Part 2
A/N~ Part 2!
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Merlin shifted uncomfortably on the wet log. His butt was going to be soaked, but he was more focused on the fact that he just got himself deep into memories he wanted to stay buried. He was to far in to step out, so he let it all out.
"When my mother used to send me to get firewood, the other village boys would follow me. They made fun of me and…..well, they bullied me."
Arthur watched his manservant struggle to get the information out, and was surprised that Merlin's past wasn't what he expected. "Why? Why would they?"
Merlin snickered at that, looked hard at the prince. " Why? Because I was different. I didn't grow up in a fancy palace like you, with a King for a father. You wouldn't understand what it was like for a scrawny, thin, ugly thing like me in a village full of healthier, and wealthier boys. Boys with fathers, and a better home than I had to grow under." He laughed, and turned away, blinking away the tears in his eyes. He failed at making them disappear and they fell anyway. Merlin lifted a shaky hand up to his mouth to stop himself from crying aloud, but that didn't stop the sobs from wracking his body….
Continues in Part 3.….
Sorry its so long….and I have to stop making Merlin cry...sorry again. :P