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Author's Pov
Morpheus expected a reaction.
The brothers all had expressions too close to hatred. Hatred for the situation that they've been put into. Hatred for themselves for drinking a little too much one night seventeen years ago.
But despite how much Morpheus’ words hurt, they all stayed silent. They didn't have anything to say. They wanted to forget this conversation ever happened.
They couldn't change their life after all these years. They couldn't just lose everything they had worked so hard for. They couldn't give up their life and take over the responsibility of a teenager just because their father wants them to.
When he saw his words weren't doing anything to soften the hearts of the beasts, Morpheus turned the other way shaking his head.
“I’ve tried my best. I've tried shouting at her, I've tried being gentle with her, I've tried punishing her, I've tried giving her what she wants but nothing ever works.” Morpheus stifled a sob. “I couldn't think of anything else, I thought this might be the solution to everything. I… I was scared I’m gonna lose her.”
“You shouldn't have shot yourself.” Hades said quietly.
“I needed a reason to come here.” Morpheus lets out a humorless chuckle.
“There's other ways to handle a teenager. Not every kid has parents but they aren't hanging around in the wrong company.”
“Every kid is different and so is their reaction to shitty circumstances.”
“I’m sure you can find a better way than to force us all into something all four of us don't want.” Zephyr said, hoping his father would understand.
Hades stepped towards his father, his expressions controlled but a few lines of worry still marrying his face. “I think it's better for everyone if she lives where she's loved.”
Morpheus was tired of this. He knew he shouldn't expect love and kindness from the Konstantinos brothers so he decided to rub reality in their face.
“What would happen to her if I die today?”
The question shocked the brothers. It was so off topic and something that they never thought about. They wanted their father to live a thousand years and even the thought of losing him felt like a stab to the heart.
“Why would you say that?” An unsettling feeling set in Ares as he asked the question.
“Just wondering, what would you do to her? Take her to an orphanage or throw her in foster care?”
“You're not dying dad.” Zephyr said hating the topic at hand.
“I’m not gonna live forever, boys. I will die one day and I want to die knowing that my Thena will be fine after I'm gone.” A tear slid down his face.
“Please tell me you don't have some illness that you're hiding from us.” Hades prayed to all the Gods for it to be false.
Morpheus chuckled, wiping the stray tear. “No, I'm totally fine —except for the injured shoulder of course. But you never know when it's your last day.”
“Stop talking about death.”
“Avoiding talking about it doesn't make the inevitable go away.”
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Fathers of Athena Konstantinos (Completed)
General FictionFifty Euros. 3 drunk seventeen year olds. 1 whore. That's how Athena Konstantinos was born. A drunk mistake or a lustful blunder. But a bastard nonetheless. The teenagers didn't want to bear the consequences of their actions so their father step...