To rebuild our home

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Jon's POV

Finally we arrived back at home. Mark opend up the door with his key and there he sat on the sofa, Eduardo. He sat there bend forward and was holding his head in his hands.

"Eduardo look what I got here with me!" Mark exclaimed with a smile plastered on his face. "If it is a new book or some other unnecessary thing then I don't want to see it!" Eduardo responded back.
Mark then told him that it wasn't something material that he had to show him and this was the moment when he looked over to us. I smiled at him, but he seemed shocked about seeing my presence. He didn't smiled or frowned, he just sat there not believing that it was really me that he was seeing. Suddenly I heard him Whisper my name. "J-jon." He stammerd out with a shakky voice.

He also walked over me and hugged me tightly, I was the happiest person alive at that moment. Yet again the fuzzy and warm feeling returned to me and I imaged a new begging from me, I thought that the abuse would have finally come to an end. As weeks passed by it turned out that I was so wrong.

The first and the second week since my return was amazing, they did everything that I wanted. They asked me what I wanted to eat or what I wanted to see on the television. Everything I asked for, every wish I had has been granted to me. I was feeling fine, for the first time of my life I didn't felt like a disappointment. I liked to return their favors and everything they did to me, so I often took chores to my own hands and well I also made many mistakes often. I thought that Eduardo would get mad at me and full on yell at me or that Mark would ignore me for a week or so like he usually did, but none of this happened.

Every time I was forgiven and was told to try again if I wanted to. Things looked out to be better for me, I helped a lot around the house and made less mistakes, but then the third week rolled by. Eduardo and Mark where mad at our neighbors for making a party in their yard and for being to loud. Eduardo was jealous that they all had so much fun and that they were so creative. Eduardo craved for being better than Edd and began insulting Edd by being a looser and saying that those people only where there because they were waiting for the party to fail.

He said that the Party was way to boring in which I pointed out that it looked like that the people where actually having fun. This comment made Eduardo furious, still he hadn't punched me. He only ordered me to shut up for the first time since my arrival. This made me flinch because I didn't expected the sudden harsh way in wich he told me this. I got a little sad, but still I did as he said and quiet down until we went inside the house again.

In the house I asked Eduardo if we could also rearrange a cool party like them in which he told me yet again to shut up, now with his voice a little bit more raised and still in this harsh way. I did as he told me and got out of his sight for a moment there, I didn't wanted to upset him anymore and decided to do the laundry. I got all the white clothes together and threw them in the washing machine. I thought that I only gathered up the white clothes together, but it quickly turned out that there has been a dark blue sock

I only noticed this sock when the laundry was already done. Like this I left the washing machine with a satisfied feeling to only come back to it in fear. I felt ashamed about this dumb mistake and had tears welling up in my eyes as I held one of the white t-shirt that now was stained in blue in my both hands. All these t-shirts and socks were now blue, the issue here was that those where mostly Eduados clothes.

I didn't knew what to do, but what I did know was that I couldn't possibly let Eduardo see this. But as soon as I began to think of a way to hide those clothes to later on try to bleach them Eduardo walked in on me and caught me right handed.