To be in Control | Quackity

Chapter six

A/N: Buckle up, this is going to be a bumpy ride. 

Alex's brother hadn't been feeling all too well that day, but that was his friends' fault. They

had wanted to play basketball at school. After being kicked out of the game for constantly getting hit over the head with the ball by accident, he decided that he didn't want to play the otherwise oh-so-popular sport. People who were good at sports would not agree with him.

He had gone home and stopped by the bathroom in the hallway to freshen up. The door was locked, and he went to knock on it. Alex's brother was stopped mid-motion by the harshness of choking sounds. The boy froze when he heard the sounds of dry heaves.

"Stupid mom," He heard the furious whisper. "Why does she always have to bug into my goddamned problems? What if my problems should never come to light?"

There was a heavy sigh before Alex turned on the faucet and the sound of rushing water filled the room. His brother's mind was racing as he finally connected the dots. The things that had been happening— Alex throwing up as if it was an every-day occurrence, hiding heavy objects in his jacket when he had to take the physical examination. And what had their mother told him just days ago? That Alex had been in the beginning stages of anorexia last year, and that he had been in denial about it.

With a solid idea of what was happening beginning to construct in his head, he ducked into his room as Alex left the bathroom. He was pretty sure he knew what was happening, but wanted to check with their mother just to be sure. Besides, she would know what to do.

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"Alex?"

The dark-haired boy groaned loudly and rolled over. It was far too early in the morning for anyone to be up, and Alex himself could barely bring himself to move at all. Last night's stream had been so tiring. And he was warm at the moment. He could never seem to get warm while out of his bed, so Alex wasn't about to get up when he didn't have to.

"Come on, Alex... it's time to get up."

Alex snuggled deeper into his Disney princess blanket as a small gust of wind flew past him. "Stop, it's so fucking cold..."

There was a temporary silence before another blanket was wrapped around him and Alex immediately felt better. But it still wasn't like he was going to wake up completely just because of that. He was still too tired to even make whoever it was that woke him up go away.

"Alex..."

Who was that? Oh, yeah. His little brother. Knowing that it was him and that he was about to do something dumb, like pull the blankets off Alex altogether, the boy squinted open an eye to see his sibling hovering over him.

There was an amused snort. "His Highness has graced us with his attention!" The mattress dipped as Alex's brother jumped onto the bed, making Alex squawk in protest and scramble away so that he wouldn't get squashed. All of a sudden he was wide awake and sitting up.

After seeing the large grin on his brother's face, Alex had to chuckle. That was... an interesting way to wake up.

Finally finding the energy to get up himself, Alex grabbed the nearest pillow and swatted his sibling with it. "It's too early in the morning to wake me up, you fucker!"

Both of them settled down after a little while, still chuckling as they casually threw small insults at each other. It was comfortable, and something that they had been doing for years on end.

"But why'd you wake me up so frickin' early?" Alex had asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence. He was leaning against the cold stone wall as well, legs drawn up to his chest and his arms dangling off his knees. The other boy had taken to lounging around at the end of the bed, still sitting cross-legged and picking at the bedcovers.