To avoid confusion this is set when the boys thought Matilda was their biological mother, so Cal never had baby Matilda and he never tracked down Emile.
The Secret Life Of Casualty.
Chapter 106.
"Are you ready?" Cal asked, tying up his shoe laces.
"No" Ethan replied, as he followed his brother.
The two of them were putting Matilda's house up for sale.
"Eth, " Cal squeezed his brothers shoulder. "We may be selling Mum's house, but she'll always be with us, " Cal told him as he reached for their coats and handed Ethan his. He opened the door and walked down the steps, getting in to the car. Ethan got in to the passenger seat. Cal started the engine and drove off.
Matilda's house was a detached house with an immaculate garden, that garden was the one thing that she was proud of. The front door was white with a doorbell.
"I don't think I can, " Ethan said as he stared at the front door. Cal unlocked it and walked in to the hallway to see that the walls still had on the pictures of him and Ethan; ones from their births: Matilda holding a baby Caleb, and then a baby, Ethan; ones from their first day at school, she had been a proud mother.
Ethan caught sight of the pictures as well. He blinked as tears welled up in his eyes.
"It's OK" Cal said as he headed in to the living room. It was a small room with: A couch, an armchair which Cal knew that his dad liked to sit in and have a bottle of beer. Matilda never told her sons, but Cal often suspected that his father beat his mother, but she would always hide her injuries.
Ethan joined him. He looked around, spotting a picture of his parents on their wedding day, a rounded bump prevented her from getting a stylish dress as her parents wanted her to cover the bump but Matilda refused, her 'little peanut' was nothing to be ashamed off. So, she'd brought a full length gown, styled her hair and married her husband in a ceremony for just the two of them.
"She was pregnant when she married dad, " Cal told him. "I was excited, I was getting a brother to play football with, "
Ethan inwardly scoffed, he didn't know how to play football or rugby.
"It's alright" Cal said.
"I know" He sniffed, as he picked up a box, the brothers had each took a box of their mum's favourite things to keep.
Cal picked up his own box and they left the house, heading back home.
Ethan was sat in his bedroom, he suddenly felt like a child as he put away his mum's belongings. He'd taken a picture of Matilda, him and Cal as children, a poem that he'd written for her. He unfolded the paper and looked at the words he had written.
"The day I found out,
You were gone,
I felt my heart shatter,
as I realised that I had lost,
The one person who was there to hold me when things got bad,
But I knew I wasn't alone,
As you were always in my heart.
He folded the paper back up.
He found an angel, he had made when he was 5 in primary school and turned it around to find he had written "To Mum,
Happy Christmas,
From Ethan.
Tears now streamed down the 29 -years- old face, it was finding little mementos like this that made him miss his mum.
In, the room, next to him, Cal was next door when he heard his brothers cries. He walked out and knocked on the door. He walked in to his brothers room.
Ethan rubbed a hand over his face, he didn't want Cal to see that he had been crying and then teasing him.
But, to his surprise, Cal simply sat down on his bed and put an arm around him.
"Mum will always be in our hearts, " Smiled Cal as he felt Ethan rest his head on his chest, Cal stroked his hair, like he did whenever Ethan was ill, as a child, he'd always climb in Cal's bed for comfort.
Will probably be my last update of 2015, so I hope that you all have a great New Year tomorrow and I'll see you all at some point in 2016.
