The Jackal Guardian ( gay furry fanfiction)

Chapter 41

Tiberus' POV:
" What the actual f*** Chris!???!!" Damain said in a low but loud growl " he wouldn't listen-" Damain grabbed Christian by his shirt and lifted him up " I said ask him not demand him and I said no touching him either." Then he started accentuating each word by slamming Christian into the wall " I have been telling you all that we are going to start giving the idiots a taste of their own medicine and NOT attack anyone else are you deaf!?!" Then Damain dropped Christian and said " that should be clear even to you Chris." Then he turned back to me and inspected my nose asking if it hurt as he pressed lightly from the back of my muzzle to my nose it only hurt on my nose and not my muzzle " thank god he only broke the cartilage and not your muzzle." He said in a voice filled with relief then I realized that I could not smell even a drop of alcohol on his breath and since my nose was the most sensitive ( I only have a nosebleed in one nostril) I am a living breathalyzer although I can't tell exactly how much I can usually tell how much from a drop to regular beer bottles
He turned to Anu and asked " do you have a first aid kit?" He nods sheds his bag and pulls one out " help me I need his head still." Anu looks at me and I nod he comes over and holds my head still then Damain says " squeeze my arm if it hurts to much because I have to put the cartilage back in place or it won't heal properly." I grab his forearm and he moves my paw to his upper arm and then starts gingerly poking my nose it hurts but not overly so then he pokes the skin between my nostrils and it hurts alot I clamp down on his arm with my paw and grimace and instantly regent it because it hurt more I relax my face and Damain pokes the same place even more gently and eventually my nose is in proper shape and bandaged and I have to breathe through my mouth because my whole nose was broken then Damain looks into my eyes I see that he is truly concerned about me and I ask "why?" He sighs and looks off into space for a moment before answering my question " I'm finally sober after 2 years and you still think that I'm drunk as f***... I should have never treated you the way I did and your boyfriend is looking just as confused as you are, but here we are the true me and I have to explain why to everyone here even Chris..." he looks back at me and he grabs my paw and I squeeze it and he gathered the courage to explain everything
" to understand this I have to start at the very beginning my family video tapes our births rated G of course and when they recorded Discord's birth they hit the ten minute mark and then I started to be born once I was in my mom's arms the doctor said that they could do something else with me because I was not on the ultrasound we later found out that I was always behind Discord during the ultrasound sessions the nurse had gotten really mad at the doctor who suggested that my mom had asked for the doctor to get close and she slapped him in the face and told him that he could not dictate that she would deprive Discord of a twin and she named me Damain because that was the second name they had planned for Discord fast forward to another baby video and Discord and I were celebrating our second birthday and Discord was focused on but I was at least acknowledged and even though I got less than my older twin his happiness rubbed off on me which was amplified by our connection as twins and I thrived on that and then came Tiberus and I was forgotten from important dates or just even generally I was only acknowledged when it was necessary or when I was in trouble for something that was sometimes Discord or Cloe and on my fourth birthday my aunt Marge who hates me got our birthday cake but it only had Discord's name was when Tiberus said his first word I still remember it clearly  'Damain' he said my name as his first word and Aunt Marge had replied in a way that only I knew that she forgot me on purpose and over the years Tiberus had included me in everything when he first walked he walked over to me he would cuddle up to me to feel safe he would want to do everything with me  and he tried to make me happy when I was sad or upset but the rest of my family was standoffish towards me they also resented me for spending so much time with Tiberus and I just got sadder and sadder until  one day Tiberus convinced Mom to take me to a psychologist and I was diagnosed with depression because of feelings of isolation Tiberus had started spending so much time with me that he needed a schedule to how much time he could spend with me but he ignored it and justified it by showing that I was happier but Aunt Marge had made him stay away from me until she moved to BC because she wanted a permanent change of scenery and during that time I spiraled and started drinking and then when he tried to help me again I rejected him I drank to not feel to not feel connections to my family who I thought hated me and repaid Tiberus for his kindness with a shattered pelvis-" as he was talking his voice had risen in pitch and was steadily breaking and it cracked on that last word and he stopped talking and just cried and cried I grabbed him and put his head on my shoulder and my shoulder was soaked in seconds as he let out years and years of pain and guilt then once his sobs tuned dry I just hugged him but once he started choking on his dry sobs I looked desperately at Anu who just mouthed 'comfort him' I  nodded and just rubbed his back slowly eventually he stopped choking and then I said " Dr.Falter shattered my pelvis after you slightly fractured it you never hurt me at all I lost my balance and when he did it he made me watch by opening my eyes when he induced my coma to operate on me."