MATT POV
"Alright, I'ma go check up on Zehra." I say, getting off the couch and still laughing at the stupid joke Huey made about bananas.
"Sure!" Huey says, still laughing. "She's in the room across from ours."
I roll my eyes. He thinks I would let my sister stay somewhere without me, and NOT know where she stays?! Please. I'm too protective for that!
As I walk to Zehra's room, I turn around to a SLAM on the triplets door. Uh oh...
Was that Dewey?
KNOCK KNOCK
"Go away." Dewey's muffled vice says.
"Can I come in?" I want to know what happened.
"No!" Dewey says like a child.
Am I really going to sit here and listen to him whine without knowing why?
No. No I'm not.
I back up a bit and lift my leg up, about to kick the door down.
"Stay AWAY from the door!" I warn.
"WAIT! WHAT ARE YOU-"
SLAM! Opened. "-DOing. Wow. Great. Thanks, Matt." Dewey rolls his eyes and flops back on his bed, facing away from me.
"NOW can we talk about what happened?" I ask, getting annoyed at how he's acting.
Seriously. What did he do that was so ba-
"I got mad at her because she didn't want to kiss." Dewey mumbles, BUT I HEARD IT!
"WHAT?! DEWEY NOOOOO!!! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!!!!" I yell, running towards his bed about to slap some SENSE into the poor boy.
"Why?" Dewey says, unaffected. "Why is she still not ready?" He sits up, hugging a pillow, facing me. Hugging a pillow?
Oh my go-
"She's always been like that... because of our dad, she's been... hesitant... towards love. She doesn't want to trust you completely, then you'll get bored and leave." I explain.
" 'Bored? 'Leave'? Where's that coming from?" Dewey asks.
Oh gosh... well, how do I put this?
"Mom said that our dad left because he got bored." I shake my head. "I don't believe that. I think he left because of mom. But that doesn't mean I forgive him. Or anyone parent, at that."
"OK..." Dewey starts. "But what does that have to do with my relationship?"
"Zehra loved her dad... well, that is until she found out about the experiment at age 6. Then she cared for him, not loved him... and... he left. Which broke her heart."
"Oh..." Dewey runs a hand through his hair.
"Yeah... and don't think for a second that she's moved on from the rape." Dewey groans and falls back on his bed, punching his head. "That broke her."
"Ugh, I messed up badddd..." Dewey groans. "What do I do?"
Um...
"Don't apologize right away. Give it time so she thinks you've thought about it and learned your lesson. And when you do apologize, make sure it's calm and sweet. She's a fragile thing. Not one of your brothers."
Dewey glares at me. "Yeah. I think I know that."
"Just saying!" I walk out the room, leaving Dewey to think about what he's done.
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Duck Drama
Fanfic**TRIGGER WARNING** Zehra, Athena, Louie, and Dewey. A friend group for the ages! Well.... or so we thought... Lies, deceit, rape, death. All that come into play, testing the couples strengths. Can they work through the challenges and obstacles need...
