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Chapter 29: Lorsque merde frappe le plafond

Matthew couldn't believe what had just happened. things had been going so well between Gilbert and his parents since they started dating. What had changed? Why did things have to blow up when they were finally making more of an effort to be together? Before they had only a little time to hold hands or kiss. They barely had time to talk on the phone let alone have time to spend in each other's homes. And in those short moments they had together Gilbert always seemed preoccupied by one thing or another. he has been a little jealous about Gilbert paying attention to other's love life, but he knew Gilbert was the type to put others in front of he had agreed to make an thought things would be better now that Gilbert wasn't going to interfere with Antonio and Lovino's troubles.

"well the shit has hit the ceiling." Alfred said, interrupting the silence.

"I better go." Gilbert said, obviously hurt.

"I don't want you to go."

"There's no use causing more trouble for you. I don't know what I might do if I stay." Gilbert said as he got up from the table.

"I'll be leaving too." Arthur said following behind.

"Why are you two leaving? You shouldn't take any of the shit they said seriously." Alfred said.

"We were asked to leave and as much as we don't like it we should respect their request." Arthur said.

Watching them walk out without another word or a kiss goodbye made his blood boil. his parents had no right to throw either of them out like this. he never felt so much anger for his parents.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!" He yelled.

"Matthew... Bro calm down." Alfred said, frightened by his outburst.

He couldn't even begin to pretend to be calm at this point.

"It's not right!"

"I agree,but it's not like we won't see them again."

"YOU don't know that! THEY might try everything to prevent us from seeing them again!" He said making his way to their parent's room.

"Don't." Alfred said stopping Matthew. "If we go in there yelling and cursing they will never allow us to see them again."

"I don't care what they do. I'm tired of being silent."

"Fine we'll go down together." Alfred said before kicking the door open.

"Alfred!" their mother shouted. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Making a statement." Alfred said knocking down a vase.

Matthew watched as the vase shattered ,water leaking onto the wooden floor. He had to be strong he couldn't let his resolve fade so easily now that is was time to confront them. He moved to a nearby family picture and slammed it to the floor. Shards of glass flew as the room turned silent.

"Matthew?" Both of his parents said in shock.

They couldn't say anything else. They stood there staring at him as if he were some foreign creature they hadn't seen before. He had to take this moment to say what was on his mind.

'What right do you have to stand in our way? You may be our parents ,but that doesn't give you the right to insult and disrespect the person we love.. I thought you two were starting to like him." He said, words starting to become less angry more sad.

"have you little faith in our ability to choose who to love?" Alfred said, placing a hand on Matthew's shoulder.

"We want what's best for you." Their mother said sternly.

"Really? Because it seems that you want what's best for you. You say that I am able to make my own choices but you criticize them. You can't get past the fact that he has a reputation to see that he means alot to me. What makes my love for Gilbert different from Alfred's love for Arthur?"

"Well Arthur is...we've known him longer."

"That's a bullshit excuse and you know it. I know that you turn a blind eye when it's Arthur and I ,yet you are on constant watch when it comes to Gilbert and bro." Alfred said.

"Language!"

"You know it's fucking and I can be left alone ,but not them. Are you afraid that they'll fuck? You think that's what all what Gilbert is after? Gilbert isn't that kind of guy."

"You don't know that! You two barely known him!"

"We may not know everything about him, still we know he's a decent person who wouldn't do anything I wasn't comfortable with."

"There is no real difference between Arthur and Gilbert. You should be welcoming him just as much as you welcomed Arthur. Stop listening to the CRAP people say. None of it is true."

"I wish we could've talked about this like adults." Their father said.

"You are the ones who are acting childish by running away from this discussion!" He said, angry. " We are not little children anymore! we need to make our own decisions and face our own consequences." He said before leaving the room.

"Where are you going?" Alfred asked ,following after him.

"Gilbert's" He said grabbing his backpack.

"I'll take you." Alfred said, grabbing the car keys.

The car ride to Gilbert's was quiet. He noticed that Alfred's driving wasn't as crazy fast as usual. It was more cautious. He could also see the sideways glances , probably checking to see if he would change his mind and go back home. Matthew wouldn't change his mind on this. his parents had gone too far this time. He needed to get away for a little bit.

"Matthew." Alfred said gently as they got close to the house. "Are you sure you'll be alright?"

"Gilbert won't do anything."

"No. I'm worried what you will do. I know you want to prove them wrong ,but don't do anything you'll regret. Rushing into things can make things worse."

Matthew still found it strange whenever Alfred didn't act like a little kid and had real brother moments like this. It proved that this was a serious decision he was about to make.

"Thank you for everything." He said as he stepped out of the car.

His heart nervously thudded inside his chest as he knocked on the door. More than anything he was worried about being turned away, although he doubted Gilbert would be that cruel.

"Matthew!" Feliciano said with a smile as he opened the door. "We were just finishing up dinner."

"Sorry to interrupt."

"No problem." Feliciano said as they went to the dining room. "Would you like something to eat?"

"No thank you." He said noticing that Gilbert was absent from the table.

"Gilbert is in his room." Ludwig said.

Without saying much he could tell Ludwig knew something was wrong.

"Thank you."

He expected Lovino to say something but nothing else was said as he went to Gilbert's room.

He knocked twice before letting himself in.

"It's not a good time to talk bruder." Gilbert said, his back towards the door.

"Gilbert..."

"Matthew?" Gilbert said turning around. "What are you doing here?"

"I don't care what my parents say about us. They can't control my actions ...so.. could I stay here tonight?" He could feel his body shake as he spoke.

"Matthew." Gilbert said, bringing him into a hug.

Gilbert's embrace helped calm the shaking ,yet he could feel his strength give out. He wanted to breakdown and cry about everything.

"Do your parents know you are here?"

"Probably. I yelled at them before I left. They were being unreasonable."

"You should go home."

"No!" He said before kissing Gilbert. "I need to be away from them." He said giving another kiss.

He wanted to just be with Gilbert. To be loved and feel safe in his arms.

"Matthew."

"I don't want to hear it!" He said,pulling Gilbert in close so that they fell onto the bed. With Gilbert now on top of him he went in for another kiss. Not knowing what to do to make Gilbert agree to let him stay, he mentally prepared to go all the way. He wanted to be intimate with Gilbert despite the fact that he had no experience or knowledge to guide him.

"Please." He whispered as he started unbuttoning his own shirt.

"No." Gilbert said, stopping his hand. "This is not right."

Matthew couldn't understand. Did Gilbert not want to be intimate like this? Was he not planning to take the relationship further? Was it all a joke?

"Don't misunderstand." Gilbert said buttoning Matthew's shirt. " I love you and one day I would like to be with you like this. Not now. Right now you are angry and confused."

"I'm not!"

"Even if you aren't I don't want to do anything that'll strain our relationship. We worked hard for this, there is no reason to push it. I didn't want you to come over for this reason. We are still upset at what happened between your parents. We are not in the right mind to do this. When we are both sound of mind then we can make love. I want thoughts of love and caring when we do it not thoughts of anger or hate. That's not what sex should be, not how love should be."

Gilbert's words were too much. too gentle. Too real. He could feel all his frustration and anger seep out through his tears.

"It's alright" Gilbert whispered as he laid besides Matthew holding his hand.

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Authors note:

So much time has passed and I still haven't finished this story,but I will one day. Thanks to everyone for sticking with it and not minding the grammar and spelling mistakes along the way.

Translation:

Lorsque merde frappe le plafond- when shit hits the ceiling