DRAMA!
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We got to the hospital fairly quickly and went straight to Craig's room. "Well you guys took your time!" Craig teased as we came in. We took our seats the same as yesterday and spent time talking to him. Despite not talking to him for years I realised just how much you can miss a person – I guess it's doubled when the person happens to be your twin, the person you grew up with.
It got to around dinner time and John and I decided we'd go down to the cafeteria, much to Craig's annoyance as he was still limited to his bed and the toilet. "We'll bring you something back, don't worry." I promised and we made our way out.
We got into the elevator, my stomach swirling as we descended and as the doors opened everything went into slow motion. I turned the corner and froze as I saw my father by the reception…grinning.
John must have seen me stop because the next thing I know he was nudging me for an answer, "What's wrong, Carson!?" He hissed but my anger kicked in and I marched up to the man.
Seeing Anne's pale face I grabbed the man's arm, twisting his body to face me before hitting him square in the jaw.
He toppled to the ground, clutching his face in pain as John ran over to my side, "JESUS CARSON! Where the hell did you learn to punch like that?" An edge of pride came through in his voice.
"YOU EVER FUCKING COME NEAR MY BROTHER AGAIN AND I SWEAR YOU WILL NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY AGAIN YOU HOMOPHOBIC FUCK!" I screamed out at him, only John restraining my arms keeping me from attacking him.
Instantly, police ran towards the scene and tried to help but there was nothing they could do. "NO FATHER SHOOTS THEIR FUCKING SON AND GETS AWAY WITH IT! HE WAS DEFENDING ME YOU STUPID ARSE! YOU SHOT HIM WHEN IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!" He looked at me in shock.
"We should have aborted the both of you, I told her that's what we should have done – neither of you deserve to live but you still took her away from me. You're a disgrace to the world and you will never be able to wash that dirt of your hands. God will never look upon your face, he will spit on you. You are nothing, and nobody will ever love you." He spat out at me.
It was too much; my chest was being ripped apart as my whole body burned. I ran away into the cold and into the rain where the fire couldn't hurt me.
I kept running and running, losing where I was until my feet were sore and my legs tired. I was by an old church and I sat against its door, sobbing and alone.
"Maybe he's right." I muttered to myself and I jumped when I got a response, "No, he's not." I looked up to see John standing before me; I'd not even heard him follow me.
He took a hold of my hands and pulled me to stand up. My muscles were fatigued and my eyes stung. "How do you know, John?" I asked, my voice breaking with emotion.
"I know he's wrong because he says that nobody loves you." I looked to the floor, fresh tears being shed. He lifted my chin gently and gave me a sad smile.
"Your friends on Atlantis love you, McKay, Ronan, Teyla, Jennifer, Sam, Jack. Your friends from Earth love you; James – the very man that you said was a moron and went on to become president of the United States of America; Joanne – the really scary landlady who wears her heart on her sleeve that you grew up with, Anne – the nurse who cares so much about people that she refuses to be a doctor; Jake – the man who taught you to be the amazing healer you are today and has followed your every move since; Craig – your own flesh and blood that cried tears of joy when you came back." I nodded, sniffling still.
John took my hand and placed it on his stomach. "Don't forget your daughter – because she loves you more than anything in the world and because she will be just as amazing and beautiful and talented as you are." I wanted to collapse into his chest but he held me back, cupping my cheek gently with one hand.
The rain was still pouring over us, his hair had been flattened and his clothes were soaked but I can't imagine I looked any better.
He stroked my cheek gently and gulped deeply until our foreheads were touching. Our lips brushed ever so gently but it felt like they were electric and I'd never felt so much before.
He gently pulled back and let his own tear fall, "I love you so much, Carson, and I've been so scared to tell you but now I truly know the kind of man you are; and I realise that I've been in love with you for a very long time."
I'm not even going to say anything...