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High school with The Pines Twins (Stanley route): between chapter 5-6
This happens sometime after chapter 5. It will only be referenced in one paragraph in chapter 6 as something Stanley did tell you.Â
TRIGGER WARNING! TRIGGER WARNING!
Talk of past child abuse. physical and physiological abuse.Â
you can read it here or on AO3
https://archiveofourown.org/works/26827288Â
As you clean up after dinner, you notice that Stanley wasnât downstairs anymore. You take a break from cleaning, and walk up the staircase, a heavy feeling in your chest. He was acting off during dinner, he must have been thinking about something...
once upstairs, you push the door of your bedroom open, and see him laying down silently zoning out at the wall.Â
âStanley...?âÂ
he flinches and looks up at you when you speak âoh fuck, I told you I was going to help clean up, didnât I?âÂ
âyou did but..thatâs not important right now...are you okay?â you ask gently, sitting down on the bed next to him.
â... is it obvious..?â
âa little... whatâs eating you?âÂ
âjust...something happened today... kinda got my mind...wanderingâ he sits up next to you as he lets out a small groan âyou uh... wanna hear a really shitty story?âÂ
âSure...if you want to tell me itâ you answer quietly, wondering how shitty of story this is going to be.Â
He rolls to lay on his back, pulling you along with him, so that your face rested by his collar bone. âWhen I was like⌠uhm⌠I think it was seven? Maybe eight⌠but...anywayâŚ. I accidentally got some paint on my dadâs suit jacket, Ford and I were doing some arts and crafts or something...I donât remember too well⌠when I noticed the paint on his jacket⌠I panickedâŚ. Ran to the bathroom, tried washing it off in the tub⌠but that only spread the paint moreâŚâ he pauses, gently reaching his free hand up and takes your hand, giving it a small squeeze âhe caught me in the bathroom, the tub full of soapy water⌠and his jacketâŚthen he..he uhâŚâ you can see the internal struggle in Stanleyâs expression.
âYou donât have to tell me if you arenât readyâŚâ you say softly, giving his hand a small squeeze.Â
âI just⌠I want to tell you everything⌠I donât want there to be something I didnât tell you that you find out later⌠and you hate me for it...or⌠I donât know⌠I just⌠if i tell you everything in the beginning⌠and scare you off now⌠maybeâŚâ his words trail off âmaybe itâll hurt less.. Then if it happens laterâŚâÂ
âYou wonât scare me off, StanleyâŚâ you say softly.Â
âGod I hope notâŚâ he pauses, and a few moments pass before he continues his story âwhen he found me like that he was mad⌠he grabbed the hair on the back of my head and shouted âwhat the hell do you think youâre doing?ââ He glared up at the ceiling, his brows furrowing down, and adjusted his voice, sounding like someone unlike himself. It might have been perfect, but you still havenât even heard his father speak yet âI think I might have pissed myself⌠I donât knowâŚbut the next thing I knew⌠I couldnât breathâŚmy head was under the water.â he takes a heavy breath, and stares up at the ceiling âI remember when he pulled my head back out⌠I was crying⌠my mom rushed in, but he had already wrapped me in a towel, over my clothes and everything⌠he told her I just got some soap in my eyes and that's why I was crying...so she left...and well⌠then he grabbed my faceâŚâ he says, as he releases your hand to lift it up to his chin, holding a thumb on one side and his index and middle finger on the other, only for a second before reaching back for your hand âhe said something along the lines of... I should suck it up and be a man⌠and that I should be grateful⌠we live in America, we have a house⌠we arenât one of those families that have to hide from Nazis⌠said, that other kids my age werenât so lucky⌠said that the Nazis would do these horrible things to them⌠then that I should feel lucky...Iâm not across the sea out in Europe⌠that my punishment was mild in comparison⌠so⌠I dealt with itâŚsilently... for yearsâŚI couldnât even tell FordâŚI wanted to..⌠but...if I deserved it...if it was practically nothing in comparison...why should I complain?.... Iâm sure he remembers me crawling into bed with him⌠but I donât know if he ever understood why...âÂ
âStanleyâŚâ was all that could come out. If you hadn't already hated and loathed every atom in Stanleyâs father⌠you would now. The death sentence sounds suitable.
âI felt stupid after I figured out that Hitler fucker killed himself months before we were even born and like..the whole thing was over.... he just...made me think that was still happening...and I mean...itâs still fucked what happened to all those people and kids...â
How could he do that⌠did he really think that little of his own son? âI know it probably doesnât help...but Iâm so sorryâŚâÂ
Finally Stanley looks over at you, his brown eyes scanning every inch of your face. Scanning for any sign insincerity. This was the first time heâs actually ever said it aloud. Maybe you canât offer helpful words but you listened to himâŚÂ
âyâknow...I donât think Iâve ever told anyone thatâŚâ he mumbles quietly. âIâm sorry that was...a lotâŚâÂ
âwell..thank you for trusting me enough to tell me...â you say softly, releasing his hand to wrap it around his torso. âIâm sorry you had to deal with that...â
He isnât sure what else to say. Part of him wants to cry. He could. He knows you wonât treat him poorly for it...But all he felt about it wasâŚÂ
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