Secret kisses and twisted minds

Chapter 11

WARNING: violence, gore and feels ahead. So prepare yourselves.

Mabel and Mcgucket didn't really have much time to react when Stan bust into the room, fists curled and face scarlet red with anger.

Stan leapt on top of Fiddleford, nearly breaking the bed in the process. He repetitively jabbed at Fiddleford's face and chest. Mabel screamed as she watched the horrible act unfold before her. Mcgucket was completely defenceless, having to take the punches as they came. Luckily the high amount of alcohol numbed most of the pain.
"I told you to never come back!" Stan hissed through his teeth as he shook Fidd like a doll by the shoulders.
"Grunkle Stan please stop!" She scream and tried to pull his arm away. In his blind fury he slapped Mabel to the floor. She cried in pain, clutching her cheek and allowing stray tears to dribble down her face.

Bipper, who was watching in the corner, snickered to himself as he watched his uncle mercilessly beat the crap out of Fiddleford and slap the girl to the side. At that moment, however, the sinister details on his face began to fade as Dipper fought back for control. The grin turned into a mortified expression, those dead yellow eyes turned panicked and frightened. This was Dipper. The Dipper she knew and loved. He rushed to his sisters side and tried to comfort her. She cried into his shoulder as he shielded her from the brutal seen playing out beside them. Patting her head, trying to drown out the pathetic pleas that escaped Fiddleford's lips. Dipper held her tighter as the resounding crack, probably of Mcgucket's ribs, echoed through the room. A small whimper and wheezing cough came from Fiddleford, that definitely stopped his struggling and attempts to fight back. Mabel's sobs were nearly inaudible over the gruesome sounds of Stan's fists connecting with Fidd's face.

Stanford was in the kitchen, stealing some bread before lurking back up to his office, when he heard the commotion overhead. He stood still for a while until he heard Mabel's blood curdling scream and he set into action. He rushed through the doors, up the flight of stairs and barged into the room, gasping in horror at the scene he had stepped into.

Th first thing he saw was mcgucket, his poor defenceless lover being beaten half to death by his brother. He switched from concerned to angry and within a single stride he was clawing at his brother, dragging him off of Mcgucket and to the floor. Stan didn't really understand what had happened until he looked up to see his brother towering above him. Stanford had a blaze of anger in his eyes that would make a rampaging bull stop in its tracks. Stanley stood up to be eye level with his brother, teeth bared and fists clenched. They were in the middle of a deadly stand off. Both of their expressions stern and full of anger. Ford narrowed his gaze and gave a deep throated growl "get out". Stan didn't move, he remained adamant on staying and finishing what he started. That was until Mabel's small whimpers made him glance down in her direction. He saw the terror in Dipper's eyes as he looked up at Stan. The way he hugged Mabel close to him almost to protect her from their uncle. How Mabel was shivering and clutching her swollen, red cheek.

He saw what he had done, the pain  his anger had caused. He struck his niece, his pride and joy. He looked up at Ford and grunted before leaving the room. Dipper hugged Mabel closer to him just wishing for this all to be over.

Moments after Stan had left Stanford turned on his heel toward his broken lover. He was lying on the bed with two black eyes that had already swollen on his face, a bloody (possibly broken) nose, missing teeth and four broken ribs. He coughed slightly, wincing at the pain of his ribs moving. Ford collapse beside the bed onto his knees and just blubbered over his lover that was gently smiling up at him. Fat tears rolled down his cheeks as he clutched onto Fiddleford's hand.
"I-I love you f-Fidd. I-I-I missed you s-so much!" He stumbled on his words as his emotions became too much. He did what seemed most rational to him and began to pepper soft, loving kisses in Fidd's face. Taking caution to his beaten face.
"I...i-i love you too" was all he could manage to say.
"Are you okay? Well your not okay but I can fix this, I know I can fix this" Stanford rambled as he checked over Fiddleford injuries, still holding his hand.
"Oh, I-it's just a bunch of bruises is-is all" Fidd smiled, an unmissable  gap between his teeth. He was beaten nearly to death and he was still passing it off as nothing. Stanford smiled down him.
"Your so modest, now let me take care of you, please Fidd" Stanford softly pleaded.
"Stanford, there is no one is the world I would trust more to take care of me than you" Fiddleford smiled and wearily cupped Stanford's cheek with his hand.  Stanford lost all control and kissed Fidd on the lips, Mcgucket flinched at the sudden contact of Ford's nose touching his and gave out a small whimper before Ford moved away from him.
"You taste of whiskey" Ford stated as he brushed some hair from Fiddleford's face.
"Well...I-imma bit drunk" he slurred his words and grinned up at him. They shared a that gaze for a long time, Stanford gently pressed his lips against Fiddleford's forehead.
"I'm going to make this all better, I promise" Stanford whispered as he pulled his lips away and kissed Fiddleford's hand. Mcgucket hummed slightly before wincing at the pain of his ribs moving in his chest.

They stayed like that the entire night, just sharing each other's company. Every hour or so Ford would check him over, make sure he was okay and somehow during the night Fidd had convinced him to get in bed and cuddle. Stanford was very cautious of his ribs but they soon settled down together and got some well deserved rest, even though Ford was still on high alert if Stan chose to come back.
Dipper slept on the floor while Mabel took his bed for the night. All of them uncertain as to what the morning would bring.

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NOTES: I thought some FEELS would be my present to you this year. Happy holidays to all.