Chapter 24: Another father and son moment
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It was about 2:30a.m. and Tyloric had still yet to fall asleep. Why had his father shown such emotion for someone he had only just met? It just didn't make since. But in a strange since... it had been... well... nice... a new experience to say the least. Never, never, had his father ever shown so much feeling for him. Not even as a child. So why in this time period did he? Why? Why now? Why not when he was still youth?
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK The sound of his door made him snap out of it.
"C-C-Come in!" he called. Vincent emerged slowly from the door.
"Hello father" he greeted.
"*ahem* I- uh... wanted to apoligize for earlyer" he dead panned.
He caught Tyloric once again off guard "Why? There was nothing wrong with it. I mean come on, were flesh and blood" Tyloric said calmly.
"I never thought of it that way..."
"Pluse... it was... comforting... for a while at least..." Tyloric's eyes fileld with pain and tears once again.
"As I already said, I know what you're going through. Curse Hojo... it's all his fault. If you want to blame someone blame him..."
Tyloric brought his knee's up to his chest and hid his face in them, not wanting his father see him cry. He sobbed a little which then quickly turned to soft whimpers.
I wish I knew what else to do... Vincent thought and went over to the bed and sat next to him. He hesintly wrapped one arm from one side to the other around his back and pulled him closer. Tyloric may not yet exist in there time yet... but he was still here... and he was still Vincent's son... wether he liked it or not. Personaly though, he did like it...
Tyloric kept his face in his knees still whimpering as his father pulled him closer to him. Tyloric wasn't all that surprised at his actions and actually invited it. He hated being alone... and right now his father was the only one who knew how he felt... Tyloric leaned slightly into him. Tyloric felt like a child. He was 30 and yet he was still crying like a brat. But he just couldn't help it. All the pain, all the suffering, all the hurt was just to much for one person to handle. Just too much...
Vincent hated to see his own flesh and blood hurt like he was. He never thought that the demonic would be genetic. It was all Hojo's fault.
"Why?..." Tyloric sobbed lightly "Why is this happening to me?"
Vincent felt a slight lump in his throat. He knew exactly how Tyloric felt. "I don't know son... I just don't know..." he mentely kicked himself for how stupid that sounded.
Tyloric was still sobbing his heart out.
"But... even if you're not supposed to be here historicly, I'm gonna help you through this..." Vincent comforted.
After that one sentence Tyloric's crying haulted. God it is good to have you back dad... it really is... Tyloric thought and gave in and returned the grasp his father was giving. He didn't care if it was wrong to do or not. Not any more. It just didn't matter to him any more. People could say what they want but this is one of the only ways he could tell his father he really did care about him as well. So they were both in there 30's... it didn't matter... he still loved his dad no matter what time period he was in.
This time Vincent really didn't mind the grasp. Knowing he really helped his son even a little... not once did the thought of pushing him away occour to him.. not once... he still loved his son... no matter what... he didnt care if they were both near the same age... no... family was family... no matter what the situation...
AN: There is nothing wrong with a father son relation :p Now review please!