The Afton family reunion | The Middle World

Chapter 8

Warning!

Bad grammar

Boy x Boy

Mennard

Ships

Mention of pills

Mention of blood

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My head was pressed against Noah's stomach, while his arms were holding me tightly by my waist. I had my eyes close to concentrate more on his warmth and on his slow breathing. I was smiling to myself, feeling so at ease in his arms even though I was taller than him it still felt amazing and right. However that moment of peace was soon ruined by my own thoughts that I had ignored until now.

I started to think back at what had happened in the reunion, well more like the important part of it...that wasn't the kiss. I blushed at that thought, while unconsciously touching my lips with one of my hands. Anyway, what I meant by the important part of the reunion is: Noah confessing to be Ennard. I actually never thought he would be Ennard knowing that Noah wasn't a cruel person, but yet again being stuck in the underground for around 11 years could make anyone go mad. Also another thing that confused me greatly, was the fact that he told me the truth himself. I know it sounds ridiculous, but that was something that he never did before, because I always had to discover if something was wrong with him by analyzing his actions. He always seemed to fear telling the truth by his own or more like he use this as his last course of action...unless someone told him to be honest. If that was the case, then who was it?

"So, it seems that things went well in the end Noah"

That sentence from Maya suddenly rang in my mind. Now everything made sense, he had help from Maya, why am I not surprised. I laughed quietly to avoid waking up Noah, who had fallen asleep a while ago. I was really happy that I had the chance to learn the truth about what happened to him, but at the same time it scares me to know that he was the one trapped in that...pile of wires? A burn spaghetti? Poor Noah he had to be trapped in an unfinished animatronic.  I smiled to myself remembering some of my very rare happy moments I spend mostly with Noah because remembering the others would be too painful. My hand held Noah's shirt in a tight grip trying to distract myself from the memories that wish to resurface.

Then the front door opens to reveal Henry with some bags in his hands he was even smiling a lot. He looked so relax, yet he still had a look of fear in his eyes. Something was bothering him, yet I don't know what it is this time, since when we were alive it was because of Charlie. However, was there ever something else? Anyway, let's say that his smile turn to an expression of shock for what he found, "Hello Papa," I say awkwardly. I then reluctantly get out of Noah's grip and I went towards Henry, "So why weren't you here when I arrived?" I ask trying to distract him. "I-" he stayed in silence for a minute and then "Michael Terrance Emily who is that guy on our couch?!" Henry said or more like screamed breaking out of his shock. "Papa not so loud Noah is sleeping," I say putting one finger to my lips as a sign for him to be quiet. I looked behind me to make sure that Noah was still asleep, and to my relief he was 'Such a heavy sleeper,' I thought smiling. Then I turned slowly around to face Henry probable disapproval about me being, well gay, yet I was surprise to find him smiling warmly at me. I remember I told him about Noah, but I always referred to him as friend. I really wasn't expecting him to be this open and to accept me. He then said something that made me want to hug him, "I am glad you found him again Michael," he said taking me into the hug we both wanted so much . 

Suddenly, memories start to invade my mind, I saw myself once again as a teenager running towards Henry house. I knocked at the door and there was Papa looking at me with worry in his eyes, something not even my own father has in his when he looks at me covered in tears. "What happened Mike?!" he asked taking me in his arms. "H-h-h-i-is g-o-one H-enry h-is," I looked at him in the eyes, and then I cried more into his shoulder. We stood there hugging each other tightly, him comforting me with soft words and me trying to avoid falling into the darkness that was starting to surround me.